Novel & Cerita Married The Devils Son

he said suddenly, extending his hand. "There's no music." "There doesn't need to be." His smile was soft, unguarded in a way that still occasionally caught me by surprise, this man who'd once been called the Devil by everyone who thought they understood him. I took his hand, and we swayed together on the sand, no music beyond the rhythm of the waves and the steady beat of his heart beneath my palm where it rested against his chest. He hummed something low and unfamiliar, a tune I didn't recognize, though something in the melody felt achingly tender regardless.

Lucien slowly raised his cane. Pointing… Not at Daniel. Not at Elena. Not at Noah. Not at Grace. Not at Lily. He pointed directly at Damien. The world stopped. “No…” Damien said quietly. Lucien smiled. “Oh yes.” “You were never just the Devil…” “You were Sophia’s greatest secret.”

My father took my mother for the operation, but unfortunately, she didn't make it, leaving him with a debt to pay despite the unsuccessful outcome. Two weeks passed, and my father was unable to pay the money. He pleaded with Levi for more time, who offered two options: either my father would indulge in human trafficking or marry me off to him. My father rejected both offers, saying he would pay the debt. However, after struggling to gather the money, he eventually accepted Levi's demand to marry me off. But I refused and ran away from my birth pack, unwilling to live with someone as heartless as Levi, known as "The Son of the Devil."

, Calix growled. "No, you both don't understand. A Devil and an Angel can never marry. It's impossible. I mean how come your parents agreed to this. NO!!! I don't allow it. And for your information, I have already arranged my sister's marriage with Lord Ernest's son. So, it will be better that you lea-", Arthur stopped midway as he saw Zachary's eyes start changing color. His pupils turned blood-red and his chest started vibrating. Dazzling yellow sparks started emanating from his feathers while his eyes turned pure dark. Arthur unconsciously took a step back as he was scared to death. Zachary was looking too angry and scary. His whole body started shaking in anger. “How. Dare. you?", Zachar

She’d been trembling ever since the doors to the estate where the bride was in flew open and the strange man stood framed in the arched doorway like an avenging devil. She gripped her bridesmaid bouquet tighter, even as relief whispered through her. She’d done it. Done what she had always wanted! But staring at devyn, she couldn't help but cower back as a result of the chills and aura emitting from his whole being. Not that Devyn chevon, the Son of the retired mafia king, would be happy at that moment because she could tell that he was angry, at her because he couldn't stop glaring hard at her. Of course, she knew what she did and she never regretted it.

“After this, you are mine, Sweet little thing. You’ll not be able to run or escape me. Because no matter where you run to, even though I have to turn this world upside down, I will find you and bring you right back to my side because you are bound to me.” I laughed. “Trying to scare me?” He looked almost human to me at that moment. He was trying to save me from himself? I took the pen from him and signed a contract with the Devil. Grinning, I fired his words right back at him. “Sounds like foreplay,” It was surprisingly a sunny day when I later said yes to marrying Damon in sickness and in lies. He said yes too and for a moment I wondered how fitting it was that I wore the black dress. Perha

“Well, you wouldn’t have the guts anyway. Chloe should be your everything when you get married. You have to listen to her. If she says jump, you say how high. If you ever disrespect her, your father and I will break your legs.” Devon whimpered, “Mom, am I your son?” “You wouldn’t stand a chance with Chloe if you weren’t. I would’ve kicked you to the curb. No one but my son can have her. “You’re my son, but you were born just to be Chloe’s lesser half.” Devon was caught between tears and laughter. It was no secret how much Iris adored Chloe. Chloe had not walked down the aisle. Yet, his parents were already on her side.

“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.”

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.

The call trails off and Adrian continues gaming on his console while Lena gets dressed and prepares for her training. Meanwhile in the abyss, loud gargling and growling of demons can be heard from ever angle. A very handsome man sits on a red throne with long flowing hair. He has perfect golden hair on his chin as he strokes his beards. He has five servants that stand behind him with perfect sync. They dress in ancient, medieval dresses that entails that they have lived for a long and certain period of time. Many low grade demons writhe and snarls as they exhibit uncanny, childish behaviours such as fighting and chasing each other. They come in different appearances such as : Dogs, wolves, h