Fated To The Golden-eyed Devil นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And together with Levi, we made our way to the basement were the torture chamber is. Levi and I when to the torture chamber were Marcus was bounded to a chair and a cloth was tied over his eyes. I signal to one of my men standing and he removed the cloth from Marcus' eyes. Immediately the cloth was removed, Marcus began to tremble when he saw me. I smile in satisfaction as I move closer to him. The closer I get to him, the more terrified he becomes. Good! He should be scared because today he is going to find out why I am called the Devil Alpha.

She held the hand of a ten-year-old child who gazed at them without emotion. King Benedict IX clenched his fist as he eyed the child. Even as a child, everyone could see how beautiful he was. But what stood out the most was his blue jeweled eyes. His eyes were extremely clear like a deep blue sea. "Wow, what immense mana! Eating this child would be worth it!" The head devil laughed as it stared at the child. When the devil met the child's eyes, it suddenly stiffened. It could feel an incredible pressure emitted from him.

“He looks so much better by your side than mine. Not to mention I noticed his eyes on you, sister.” Mia shook her head. Her sister was reading things incorrectly. He was not looking at Mia with romantic eyes, rather, with malice because he was the Devil and she, Mia Chapman, owed him. “Lily, you're wrong. He asked for you and I must say he was a little annoyed that I showed up alone.” Lily frowned. “Did he complain rudely?” she asked calmly and Mia realized that maybe she had made a mistake. She couldn't influence Lily in any way or she would be in trouble with the Devil.

Beautiful in a way that still hurts. ‎Black tux cut to kill. ‎Eyes scanning the room like he’s cataloguing threats. ‎And then those eyes find me. ‎Across champagne flutes and chandeliers and two years of distance. ‎They find me. ‎And the glass slips from my fingers. ‎Shatters on marble like gunfire. ‎Because the devil I prayed I’d never see again just walked straight back into my life. ‎And the woman still holding my hand—the woman who just called me the kind of girl her grandson deserves—is Olga Romanov.

The most ruthless Lycan to have ever lived. No, most ruthless being to ever live. There were rumours of his monstrosity. Last year's massacre still sent fear through the 7 kingdoms and beyond. And then, a worse realization hit me and my eyes trembled as my whole body vibrated. This was my mate. The one my body had screamed for. No, no, no. This couldn't be. I was mated to a monster. A beast with no mercy. And now, he was above me, staring at me like a predator to his prey. The Golden-Eyed Devil.

The priests declared him a curse born of witchcraft, a blight sent to punish men for their pride. And so, they planned. In hidden chambers lit by oil lamps, generals traced maps with ink-stained fingers. Armies were raised. Spies crept into the forbidden forest. And upon their lips, a single command lingered like poison: tear the Horned King from his throne… and crush the golden dove who makes him human. ⸻ Unaware of the storm gathering beyond the trees, Daphne and Zerach’s bond only deepened.

Aashmaan left the hand of that man. The DEVIL entered with BEAST. And Devil's eyes instantly landed at his wounded Angel. Who was looking here and there confusedly. Neil looked at the scene. He took only a few seconds to understand what was going on there. A forced wedding was planned to snatch his Angel away from him. Her eyes landed on Neil as well. Their gazes got locked with each other. The devil was breathing heavily and his eyes were red and the knuckles were white. DEVIL started to move towards the ANGEL and she was looking at him silently with her red eyes.

his smile drops, and he glares at me with those predatory eyes. I forget how to breathe until he looks away. “But to you, Callista Leander, I am fate. I am destiny. I am your final reckoning.” One second, he's away from me, but the next, he's right in front of me, and his long fingers which are equipped with sharp claw-like nails wrap around my throat, not hard enough to choke but hard enough to make me feel it. He leers at me, licking his tongue over his teeth. “I am the last of my kind,” he utters. “I’m the last devil.”

I will also not force you to perhaps do some actions that you shouldn't do. "Believe me, none of that is a problem, and I really know that this is fate. Lilian has taken the wrong path, of course there must be a very appropriate punishment. Do you think a figure who has gained power from the devil will be able to become a wolf again? The woman had made an agreement in which the woman had given up her identity as an Alpha woman and became the devil's queen. Of course that was a very real thing and no matter what, the figure of the devil's queen that the woman had now obtained could not be replaced and would not can never be replaced by anyone and can never return to being a wolf again. And mo

I took a glimpse, looking back at him. His eyes were pooled with dark color. They were dilated which meant his wolf had resurfaced. “Look at you. N*ked and pleading, just as I’ve always imagined, loving every single moment of my c*ck in you. You have no idea what I want to do to you…” he trailed out at me. “I am the devil, princess. The devil your parent warned you to stay away from… I was made to taint every f*cking single pureness in you. So, are you ready?”