Married The Devil Son Novels & Stories

When I was 19, I had two suitors pursuing me. At that time, all my coworkers told me to pick the handsome and wealthy one. However, I didn't even spare him a glance. Instead, I chose the loan shark's debt collector, who also happened to be a man with a criminal record and violent tendencies. During the three years of marriage, the beatings had cost me three miscarriages and eventually put me in the ICU. My whole body was littered with ugly scars. My coworkers told me to run. They told me to call the police, but I refused every single time and stayed devoted to taking care of my abusive husband. They called me stupid and pathetic, but none of them knew that he was my only salvation!

"A woman of restigious bloodline like yours, with a father who was a former politician, and a Mother, who was CEO of a major corporation. Then add that to a figure like yours... it would make other men... enviable. You’d make an excellent wife." My pulse hammered wildly against my ribs. Something told me the next words out of his mouth were going to trap me even deeper. Conall tipped his chin toward the glass coffee table, where a crisp stack of legal documents lay waiting. "Sign the marriage contract." The command hit me like ice water. Marriage contract? What the hell was he talking about?! My mind reeled as I took an instinctive step backward, my aching body reacting out of pure fear. But

She was never meant to find out. Twenty-three-year-old Velma Moretti has spent her entire life believing she is the cherished daughter of one of the most powerful mafia families in New York. Everything changes the night she overhears a conversation she was never meant to hear. She isn’t a daughter, she’s a bargaining chip. To prevent a bloody war between rival syndicates, Velma is promised to Izaak Volkov — the feared heir of a Russian mafia empire known for brutality, violence, and absolute loyalty. Izaak wants nothing to do with a political marriage. Velma wants nothing to do with him. Unfortunately, neither of them gets a choice. Forced into a marriage designed to secure peace, th

He tried to run away from the feelings he has for her and yet here he is still smitten, still head over heels in love with a dead girl. Devon has just sold his soul to the devil.

Internally, I grimace at the realisation that it is weirdly more gratifying to listen to, rather than the sound of me smacking my wife's ass as I take her from behind. He groans, spitting out blood, "Is that all you got, your wife has a better hand than you do." He mutters incoherently. I run my fingers through his hair which is drenched in sweat, yanking his head back, and I force him to meet my gaze, "You know, Castello Esposito. The wildest gimmick the Devil likes to play isn't him making you accept that he doesn't exist. It's him making you believe that you are on friendly terms. Acquainted." I growl, lowering my head, and getting right in his face. "So that when you finally did meet me

I ask, feeling bad for the woman who is blinded by love. Bethany began to answer in a bitter tone. “I truly don’t know what she sees in that man. Yes, he’s handsome but his character is truly quite ugly. He’s more of a hit it and quit it type of man. He’s been known to be the Devils’ son.” Bethany made a sound of disgust. “Devils’ son?” I spoke out loud. Dread slowly began to fill me. Like the horror of an avalanche coming a person’s way.

Akshara asked while watching the faded moon, "Devil, are you sure that we got married?" Dev moved towards her, "Yes... ours is a legal relationship. Even Las Oajar has nothing to say about it. This amulet I gave is a token and symbol of our relationship." "You said that before. But I wonder and can’t believe my own eyes." Akshara felt a mixture of awe, shock, surprise, and fear."Devil... Am I married to you? Oh my god, I am married. I am married to a non-human creature. I married a hybrid dragon. I married a hybrid wizard. I am fated to marry the combo living being of an animal and a magician. And..."

now i became scared thinking that what she would tell me. In my room ....his mom sat in my bad and told me " baby are you ready to marry my devil son" Listening to her words...i started crying ..she hugged me then said "baby you know..my son is a big businessman...but he didn't even give his virginty to anyone...he didnt like to be loved ...but then he was going crazy after seeing you...he loves you so much ...thats why he is doing hurry in this marriage...he has some problem..u will learn about him...please just promiss me ...u wont leave him ....even if he will get angry.... you will give him a normal life please....".... she started crying...i didnt know what was his problem...but he had

she defiantly said Nicholas opened his mouth to say something but he was temporarily dumbstruck. "Pamela... Nicholas is the Devil and you know what Devil does. They don't get married, they don't know about the vows taken in marriage. He will only kill or better still torture our daughter. He can't marry her....p...pls don't let her marry him" His forehead was puckered as he said lowly as his hands were trembling behind his back.

“Oh..” “After this, what did you expect? I cannot go out in public like that.” He said. “And what is it?” “Hmm.. I know you are the Devil. But.. if my sister marries you, what is going to happen?” He turned to her and raised his eyebrows. “Quite late to ask that, don't you think?” “Please, answer me.” “She will be my wife. A duchess And soon, the Queen.” “So.. she won’t be harmed, right? She will have a good life by your side.” She gulped. “When you proposed the deal, I was so worried she would be suffering again by being poor and an orphan, that I forgot your nature.”