Devon X Jake Chucky Novels & Stories

I don't know what's worse-the fear of seeing him again or the fear of what I'll feel when I do. When the door finally opens, my body betrays me again. My pulse spikes, my breath hitches, my skin prickles with heat. It's him. Dante steps inside, suit crisp, dark hair swept back, eyes gleaming like the devil himself. He doesn't even look at the mess on the rug. His gaze goes straight to me. "Good evening, doll." "Go to hell." His grin is slow, deliberate. "Still keeping me company, I see."

"I guess money is a real problem for couples…" It was the first time I realized this, and I wondered if Taylor regretted dumping me. When my father took him home, he was just a little fox with a little black hair at the corner of his mouth. When he grew into his human form, his little mole started to grow as well.

, I waved at him. "I love you Blue", he waved back at me. After getting ready I went to my company. "Ms.Anderson..you have to see this", Cooper rushed to my side as soon as I reached my cabin. "Our Billionaire Bachelor Mr.Devil is in a relationship with the famous Billionaire Ms.Vixen? According to a reporter the two were seen coming out from Mr.Devil's home after meeting their family. Are they dating? Are they tying knot secretly? The both were rejoined for a project after the junior senior relationship in high school and College. Did they develop romantic feelings towards each other while working together?

"That's assuming we present it publicly. I'd rather hold it in reserve. Let Chloe perjure herself first. Let her sit in front of the board and lie under oath. Then I'll produce this confession and watch her burn twice as hot." Devon looked at me. In the pale blue glow of the terminal, his silver eyes glinted like knife blades. "That's cold." "She tried to destroy my life. She slept with my fiancé. She helped frame me for fraud. Cold is the least of what I owe her." He held my gaze for a long moment. Then he nodded—a single, sharp inclination of his head that felt like a salute.

“Hang on, champ. Let’s negotiate. How about we share your mom’s kisses? You get some, Diana gets some, and I get… oh, I don’t know, a few?” Devon’s eyes narrowed, his little brain clearly working overtime to process this outrageous suggestion. “No,” he said firmly. “Mommy is ours. No one else can kiss her unless… unless they’re her partner.” I blinked, my cheeks heating at his innocent yet unexpectedly accurate comment. Dominic, however, looked positively delighted. “Well, then,” Dominic said, leaning in conspiratorially, “what if I am her partner?” Devon gasped, his jaw dropping. “You are not! Mommy doesn’t have a partner!”

“You should come tonight, Irene. Everyone's going. Even the old grannies are digging out their pearls.” “I said no.” He sighs. “It's not about him. It's about us. We finally get to stand in the hall like we belong there. We finally get to attend parties involving the Pack. We've never had this privilege.” I stop walking. “Jasper, drop it.” He opens his mouth then freezes. His gaze slides past me and widens. I smell cedar before I turn. Devon leans against a towering pine twenty feet away, arms folded, black coat open to reveal a white shirt, first five buttons left undone, despite the chill. His eyes lock on me like a sniper's scope. Cool. Patient. Terrifying.

“You took my sister and tried to have me killed in prison.” “She was sold to me, I didn’t take her. Kidnapping is for street thugs. I don’t dirty my hands like that,” Devon said. “I want to know where Suzanne Clayborne is,” Jake said. “I’ve tried, he refuses to answer me,” Warren said. Jake slid the knife from the inner pocket of his jacket and flipped it open. “You probably know my friend, Hudson. He works for Dominic Vittori.” Devon’s face paled. Jake’s grin turned sinister. “The last time I had a man down here, Hudson peeled the skin back from his testicles… sang like a fucking canary. I haven’t done it myself, so it might be painful and I might not do it as effortlessly as Hudson made it

Devon; Hi brownie! Raven; umm hi. I was wondering if you'd like to taste my cake. I don't normally do... He cuts her short Devon; say less! Send me your address. Raven sends her address and meets up with Devon later that night and saw something really interesting Raven; how'd you get that scar on your hand? Devon; I'd tell you but you wouldn't believe . Raven ; don't underestimate me . Devon talks about how he used to work at this farm with his grandpa and how he would cut himself in the same place Everytime his grandparents don't give him his favourite snacks .

The first order of witches was banned from the Moonstone clan because of dark magic, but Devon embraced it because he wanted to be the alpha and also the mate of Dakota. He admired Dakota secretly, but Jasmine in all his uprightness was able to get Dakota. Luckily for them, their union was blessed as they found out that they were mates. Devon was angry and sought the throne and Jasmine's woman. His anger led him to something unimaginable. He dressed as Jasmine and had sex with Dakota. Dakota knew it was not Nicholas. "Who are you?" Dakota asked in the dark room. Devon was panting hard after different strokes in and out. He was getting ready to leave when that question hit him. "Don't you dar

“Devon, oh my God, finally, I’ve been so bored… My baby sister has been driving me nuts all day!” “I’m at the school,” Devon said, grinning and nodding, impressed with himself for being a rule breaker, probably hoping he would impress Jade too. “What? On a Sunday?” “Yeah Jace is here, we’re just…” “Jace Dawson is there?” Her voice went up an octave with excitement. “Oh my God, I have to tell Tiffany, she is going to lose her absolute mind…” “No wait! Don’t tell Tiff…” Devon started. “Too late I’m already texting her, how many people are there, should I bring something? My dad left out some vodka on the…”