Hostage To The Devil Novels & Stories

I say, trying to keep my voice stable without any shudders. “Why should I?” he asks, tightening his hand around his neck further. Master Tsertinand starts to choke, gasping for air. “He tried to kill me.” “They are only trying to rescue me,” I protest. “You yourself said that you don’t enjoy killing. If you want me to believe you, let him go. You got no beef with him. I don’t even think you know his name.” “True, I don’t,” the devil says with a shrug. “But he is a witch, and a witch’s soul is awfully potent. If I absorb it, I could increase my own power tenfold. Even the very thought is truly tempting, don’t you think?”

“But, you said it to me. And in my world, a promise made to the Don is written in blood. You belong to me now, completely. You surrendered your defiance to save those children. Remember that.” He turns around and walks out of the room, leaving me with the cold realization of what I have done. I saved two innocent lives. But in doing so, I have chained myself permanently to the devil. The next two days that follows, the mansion is quiet again . But the dynamic has shifted. I am no longer just a prisoner, I am a hostage of my own word. I stay in the room, staring at the walls, waiting for the next blow to fall. On the morning of the third day, I am scrolling through my phone when my door is su

She was standing on the stairs, staring straight at me with a tinge of disappointment that struck me hard. I'm the one who is supposed to be disappointed, not her. "I don't care. How else do you expect me to react when you've locked me in here like a prisoner?" At that, her anger gradually depleted into nothingness and guilt invaded her eyes in place of it. But that didn't calm me, it only aggravated me. She wasn't the only one whom I wanted to provoke to guilt. Father should feel guilty too. "We're only trying to protect yo-" "You call this protecting? That's bullshit! You both just don't want to show your sorry ass faces now that you've fallen victim to that stupid lunatic who calls himsel

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

Maybe he'd be everything I'd feared. But as I looked around the room that had never truly been mine, one thought settled heavily in my chest. No matter what waited for me beyond these walls... It couldn't be worse than the life I was leaving behind. At least, that's what I told myself. I had no idea I was about to walk straight into the devil's world.

“That will not happen?” “Well, I am Dante Moretti and whatever I say is final.” I averted my gaze from him as tears began to build up in my eyes. What will happen to my life? What about Salvatore, will I ever get to see him again? I was going to be working for my enemy, that was the worst that could ever happen. Suddenly the door opened and two strange men walked in. Dante gestured to me as his attention was directed to the men. “Have her changed, she belongs to me now and would work for me.”

Two guards stepped forward, their dark gazes sweeping over me. “State your business.” I lifted my hands slightly. “I came to negotiate.” They searched me. Smart men. But I hadn’t come armed. I was the weapon. One of them nodded and pushed the door open. I stepped inside and froze. Behind a sleek glass desk, dressed in black, sat Dante Castillo. The Devil of the Underworld. I knew him as the most ruthless man alive. A legend in criminal circles. A man whose empire was so tightly woven that even governments feared him.

NOTE: Entrapped By The Devil is Book 2 in "THE PERAZZO" series. It can be read as standalone but will have spoilers from Book 1 (KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA). * * * [25 YEARS AGO] . . . “Spare us, please! We didn’t do anything. Quel ragazzo mente! Mente tra i denti. We didn’t do anything. Let us go, please, sir, andiamo a casa!”

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”