Hayley Devine Novels & Stories

I can smell the aroma of Sinigang, my favorite! "Breaking news! Brooklyn's Shoe Collection owner Helene Brooklyn, report about her daughter missing." I turn my gaze on the television and Hilary's mom is on T.V. "If you see my daughter please inform us! We are willing to give a reward! I just really want to see my daughter!" she said while crying in front of the camera. Hilary and I are best friends for like two to three but she never tells stores about her parents or family. Maybe she wants it to keep private and I respect that. It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what.

Everyone laughed as Lucifer smiled. "Layla Gehenna! Please, no I demand you treat her with respect as she will be your future leader!" Litith was using a serious tone, and all of the demons yelled in agreement. "Now! The meeting is over! Leave us!" Father commanded. I did not get a good look at the demons, because I was hiding my face in embarrassment. As father demanded them to leave, I notice one look at me with disdain as she walked out the room. She looked to be human... but she had the same completion as Sanguinex. It made me wonder if she was a vampire too.

“Devon, how are you doing?” “Great. I was starting to wonder if you wouldn’t come here for breakfast today,” he commented. “Umph, do you really think that’s possible?” she asked and he grinned. “No. You brought a friend. I haven’t seen this one before. Who is she?” “This is Malvika,” Haley introduced. “Malvika this is Devon, my favorite waiter here,” she said with a wide grin. Devon does his eyes playfully. “Express your love for me by giving me a very good tip today, Haley,” he joked, chuckling. “Hi Malvika. What would you like to order?”

A hundred and one things I fear I may never be able to because if we couldn't find her in the past six days, what are the chances that I ever would? We’ve hit dead ends. My men, my tech team—every trail has gone cold. We’ve scoured Ohio and still, nothing. She’s hiding. And she’s doing it perfectly so. A star twinkled bright, catching my eye. It stood out amongst the others. “You'd like this wouldn't you Callie, star gazing. That one there would have been your favorite, wouldn't it?” No answer. Every time I ask, I get no answer. But I think I like the stars now.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

Not to mention, he was really good-looking. That was why I'd tolerated Caleb and his insufferable mother for this long. I left the room and walked into the lounge, where Bianca was still sitting comfortably on the sofa. I took a sit, and she moved closer to me. She told me that Evelina was the one who had inflicted the injury on Caleb. Evelina had always thought she could get away with anything simply because Caleb cared about her. She was about to learn otherwise. I left the Ryders' mansion and returned to my penthouse, which Daddy had gotten for me on my twenty-first birthday. I pulled out my phone and called Riley.

The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp. She let the apple fall to the floor with a dull thud and rose, crossing the room until she stood directly before Finn’s photograph. Her eyes traced the sharp lines of his face. “Devil or not,” she whispered, biting her lower lip, “You’re still a man, Dear Devil.” In the Council chamber, the corner of Austin’s mouth twitched as he read the name of Vivica’s lawyer. Ace. “The trial is about to begin, and you’re only telling me her lawyer’s name now?” he growled at Matty.

"Alastair." His smile widened. "Nice to meet you.” Lily appeared at my elbow, clearly impressed. "Willow's on the football team," she informed me in a stage whisper. "He's very popular." I laughed to myself as we parted ways. Yes, Willow was handsome, objectively attractive in all the ways that mattered. But Luciano was more handsome, with his dark sophistication and dangerous charm. And Kyren... I paused in the middle of the hallway, students flowing around me like water around a stone. Kyren was drop-dead beautiful, beautiful in a way that made my chest ache and my hands shake. Beautiful in a way that had ruined me for anyone else.

He picked up his phone and dialed Vinyl's number and soon afterwards there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” Khalil responded. “You sent for me boss.” He said holding a laptop. “You were at the wedding yesterday. Did you see that black girl with the Argento family?” “Yes, I spoke to her. Her name is Pamela.” “What else do you know?” “Don’t you know Bloom?” Vinyl asked. “Bloom is dead.” He answered. “She’s his step daughter, turns out he didn’t treat them right and I think the girl must have set him on fire after her mother died at the shoot out.”

she said. "Cassidy, don’t hang up; wait, don..." She dropped the call, and all I could hear was the beeping sound of the disconnected line. I threw my phone on the window, and it left a little crack on the glass. That fucking bitch! “This makes it two of my mistakes, giving me a hard time." I sat angrily on the couch, "Christian, what is going on? Who took Hayley?” Riele asked, “Where is my daughter?” Angela asked,