Devon X Jake Chucky Novels & Stories

Some girls stole glances at Devon, of course they hoped this guy would ask them out. Devon’s appearance is not bad, this time he wears jeans that match the color of his jeans jacket. But what gives him more value is the BMW car keys that are in hand. The BMW SUV type is indeed the latest release and the paint is still very shiny. Of course this made his appearance look great, and everyone thought Devon had much money on his wallet. “You want to see me? For what, will our meeting be profitable for me?” the woman Devon was calling Asked. Devon was silent and let the woman he called keep on talking. She is Sabrina Collins, ex-wife of Erick Dalton. Both names do have their own story with Nicko.

"Cherry this is Devon my older brother and his wife Zari Jones Hightower. From India. Right?" They greet one another. She shakes Zari's hand and hugs Devon glad to see him stating. "Devon I we’ve met before it’s been some years.” "Yeah, I remember Evan bring you by the house a few years back. So you two must be serious?” The girl looked at Evan for him to respond. Evan smiled and said. "Come in you two, into the family room, that's where everyone has gathered." Cherry whispers in Evan's ear as they're walking down the hallway. "You two look so much alike."

"D-Don't act like this, Chucky. You're scaring me." She started weeping, but Chuck wouldn't fall for it anymore. He slapped her hard and snarled, "You're still putting on an act to lie to me! I'd like to see how long you can keep this up!" I watched as things played out. Honestly, I couldn't understand why Chuck had believed something that superstitious so easily when he was supposed to be a man of science. Perhaps the more one learned of something, the more one feared it. Chuck released Valerie and came to me. She trembled violently on the couch. Chuck said, "Lend me your phone, Steph."

I shrugged. "I just broke up with Jake, which was awful." I replied and Devon looked a bit relieved. He hugged me. "I'm sorry, Wils but you needed to do it. At least for right now. I still don't trust Dean but you need to show him that you're willing to try. Don't worry though, Dad and I will figure out a way to keep you here, okay? You and I will run this pack just like great grandpa and his sister. It will all work out." He promised and I nodded. He hugged me again.

Damien’s P.O.V. The night was finally here, October 30, Devil’s night. It was also Synestra’s 18th birthday. I desperately wanted to spend the day with her, but it had become somewhat of a tradition for the band to host a concert and party in Detroit on this night. Detroit was the city that made the day what it had become, and fans travelled from all over the world to be there for this one night. It was a night of wickedness and perversion, mischief, and mayhem. It was the night I was born for the night I waited all year for. We called it the Hallowicked Masquerade, everyone came in costumes and masks. We found humans feel much more comfortable engaging in evil doings when others could not s

She doesn’t say a single word the entire time. Devon is seated on a lawn chair in the backyard, his head tilted to the sky while music blasts from the speaker at his on the couch on the opposite side of the yard. A bottle of vodka sits at his feet and a glass rests between his thighs. I walk over, knowing he has no idea anyone’s here, and tap him on the shoulder. He damn near jumps out of his seat, his glass almost falling. Removing his sunglasses, he beams up at me before jumping to his feet and knocking over the glass.

He felt an overwhelming numbness as his mind suddenly went blank, and he seemingly froze right in his seat while gaping at the stage. Devon is on stage, wearing a blue jacket. Is he the gang leader everybody was talking about? The gang leader feared by many even by Josh and Kit? Devon is the gang leader? ****TBC****

chuckled Devin. “What if they want a divorce?” asked Sean. “Sean,” warned Devin. “Shut up! We’ve still got time to deal with that problem. The point here is that my dream has finally come true; Miss Rachel Lloyd has finally become Mrs. Jake Crighton and it was about time!”

I said, smiling at him. If there was one comfort in all of this, it was that Ezra was safe away from the evils of Blacktree. They would never get their claws in him again. He would be safe here. “Hey, while you were with Ezekiel, did you ever come across someone named Devon? He’s about 6’4, pale skin, shaggy brown hair, and has a jagged scar on his right cheek?” Ezra squinted in concentration as he thought for a moment before nodding slowly.

Heat crawled on my cheeks, I bit my lips and said, ‘’it was amazing. Cali squealed, I held on to my seatbelt because the car swiveled lightly, ‘’I can’t believe Devin popped your cherry.’’ “Cali!’’ I groaned. He did it alright, but I’m still not comfortable talking about it. ‘’What?!’’ She innocently murmured while shaking her head. ‘’I wish I have someone like Devin.’’ ‘’Hey’’ our conversation plummeted a hundred degrees below zero.