Novel & Cerita Married The Devils Son

He turned, but not before his fingers brushed mine just enough to spark fire. "Tomorrow, we’re husband and wife. I’ll be yours. As much as you are mine.” And then he was gone. “Holy shit,” Amara and Ella emerging from behind the door. “You’ve got it bad.” Butterflies rioted in my stomach. “Shut up.”Damn traitors. “You’re blushing.” “No, I’m not.” Amara flopped dramatically on the bed. I chucked a hairbrush at her head. she ducked. “Admit it. You’ve got a thing for the Devil.”

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

“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.

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.

Devan—his half-brother from the same father but a different mother—had married Alexa, the woman who was supposed to marry his son, Ronan. Martha remained silent as she read the same article on her phone. She was equally shocked. According to the report, Devan and Alexa had been married long before Alexa and Ronan's engagement was called off. "How is this possible?" Martha looked utterly incredulous. At that moment, Ronan had just arrived in the dining room. He immediately noticed the tense expressions on his parents' faces. Especially Daniel's. His face looked exceptionally grim. "What happened, Mom? Dad?" Ronan walked closer.

Her daughter was already sacrificing her life over to a devil, she deserves to be happy while enjoying her last moment of singleness. Valerie was talking with David on the phone when she returned back to her office, locking eyes with her mother. "Let me call you back" With a single look in her mother's eyes, she knew that something was wrong. Her mother was looking at her with those pitiful eyes and she was getting scared. "Did something happen to my father? Is he alright?" "What sort of monster are you getting married to?" "What?" "Jason Brown is a devil, haven't you realized that?"

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.

He has the confidence in him, aware of the returned of all the Powerful Witches, yet he wasn't able to tell where was the Lunas and the Alphas, especially his parent! That wasn't make him feel discourage, he just swayed his sleeve and his aqua robe shine with boundless blue sky color. He added, “You, Devil, would never have a chance to reclaim what you wanted. Accept your defeat and put the end of your curse!” “My curse?” The Devil laughed, not bothered by Raj statement. He was one of the confidence young man in red bloody-like attire, his action cause blood to poured and flooded the world of people. He was a Devil, the very known son of the Bloody Moon!

“How dare she! Pregnant without a contract? Without my approval? Who was she seeing? Who dares touch a daughter of this family without my permission?!” The veins in his neck bulged with rage. My father stepped forward cautiously. “Uncle… this is disastrous. If we don’t deliver tonight, we may not last until morning.” Scarlett’s father—Granduncle’s own son—also stepped forward, his voice shaking. “Father… perhaps we should choose another arrangement since Scarlett cannot be found—” The slap came so fast it cracked through the air. Scarlett’s father stumbled back, clutching his cheek. “Shut up!” Granduncle roared. “There is nothing you have ever done right! Your son got a woman pregnant, and I

Devon sat at the edge of Daemon's bed and looked at the weird ghostly paintings on the wall. Her husband is showering in the bathroom while she's clutching hard at her nightie praying that it will be over soon. After the wedding, Daemon brought her to his house just across the Alley 56 to consummate their marriage. "I need a son, Devon. The earlier you give me one, the earlier you will be released from our deal." His words rang into her head like a recorder.