Married The Devil Son Novels & Stories

Isla Vance enters Dante Moretti's dangerous world after her brother Marco becomes involved in a serious debt that threatens his life. Dante offers Isla an agreement: she will help investigate a thief who has been secretly stealing from his organization, while he protects her brother. Isla expects Dante to be ruthless and controlling, but after arriving at the Moretti estate, she discovers unexpected kindness behind his cold personality. He gives her freedom, a key to her room, and even remembers how she likes her tea. As Isla and Dante work together, their relationship slowly changes from distrust and tension into attraction and emotional attachment. During their investigation, Isla discover

“No!I’ll never let any of my daughters sell themselves to any man.This is my mess and if anyone’s life deserves to be ruined, it’s mine.” “Dad,please,we’ve got no choice right now.” Maria stood up.”Renee,haven’t you heard what people say about the third son of the Moretti family?He’s called a devil for a reason.We won’t be able to forgive ourselves if anything happens to you.” Renee had indeed heard all kinds of stories about Dante Moretti. He was not only despicable in character,they said his body physiques was an eye-sore as well. And never in her life did she imagine that she would one day offer herself up to be married to him.

he questioned angrily bringing his voice down recalling his wife was just in the living room. "Well, your son married her a day after her interview at Diamond Corporation. What necessitated the marriage I am not sure," Mark reported. "No, no, no, no, this can't be," Devon said almost whispering as his eyes moved in their socket but not staring at anything in particular while he processed the information. He sat down behind his desk and looked at the documents in hand and there was a picture of little Angela. He recalled the image that was sent to him years ago and he knew Angela was the little girl from that image who was lying next to her dead parents with her back stained with blood.

Ali thought she would finally get her revenge against her father and those who offended her in the past, while also digging back on her mother's supposed 'suicide' death. And all this by marrying into the Laverock family. However, she is unaware that, even though she sought revenge, she was an instrument of revenge and a lone prey in the Laverock family. She has a secret that Harriet wanted, one that could topple the country... Ali is a worker at Laverock Mega Food Chains and a competent marketing manager. But she is struggling to cater for her sick brother. Her father and stepmother are hellbent on marrying her off to regain their wealth and status, even going as far as using her br

Emerald asked. "I want us to sleep in the same room, one year is enough to make me want you!" Alaric said. Emerald looked at Alaric with a flat stare. "I told you, don't ever lick your spit, it's disgusting!" Emerald said. Alaric chuckled. "I always get what I want, including you! I'm attracted to you and you have no right to reject me." Alaric said. A mocking smile appeared on Emerald's face. "You know, I'm looking down on you. Who do you think you are? Even if you were my husband, I would only honor our original agreement. I agreed to marry a demon man like you only because of your mother's request." Emerald said.

Giulia sat beside me, one arm wrapped around my shoulders, her presence grounding me in a way nothing else could. From across the room, Vincenzo paced slowly, his own cup in hand, steam coiling into the cold air. His brow was furrowed, his expression unreadable. Everything he said about my dad, Valentino is crazy. Even though I know the Devil I married is capable of doing anything, I still can’t bring myself to believe it, to believe the man I love is responsible for my parents’ death? No, that’s crazy. I looked up at him.

“And you married me. You told me I was the love of your life.” "I never wanted to divorce her." Devon confessed. "I only served her the papers to piss her off. I didn't think she'd sign it and actually go through with it. I was blinded by rage and because of that I couldn't see past your lies. You killed our son and tore us apart." Devon said.

I slipped in with sweaty palms and face,I gasped in shock when I saw the monster seated beside me, glancing through the tinted window. “From now onwards, you're my wife and mate. You're smart enough not to tell your loved ones…they're safe. You can call me the DEVIL!!”. The DEVIL…..and that was how I was married to the devil without my consent.

I picked it up with trembling fingers and read. > "There's something I want you to know," the text began. "Cillian is a devil. I saw the video trending online and I know you feel like you have no one. I'm calling because I care—really care. He’s trying to get into your head to break us apart. Don’t let him succeed." >

He stopped in front of me, towering above me, his voice a razor against my skin. “You will.” I gasped, stumbling back into the chair. “You’re not him. You’re not…” “I’m better.” His lips curled, but there was no humor in it. “Angelo would’ve held your hand. I’ll break it if you try to run.” My heart thundered. My mother’s silence pressed against my ears. My father’s approval stung like poison. And at that moment, I understood. My fate had been rewritten. I wasn’t marrying a prince. I was marrying the devil.