Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

"But so are you for coming to me with this plan." "I was desperate." "You were brave." His pinky finger brushed against mine so lightly I might have imagined it. "Most people would have run or accepted their fate. You walked into the lion's den and made a deal with the devil." "You're not the devil." "No. But I'm definitely his son." The corner of his mouth lifted. "Get some sleep Isabella. Tomorrow we start planning Vittorio's destruction." "Just like that?" "Just like that." His hand moved away and he rolled onto his side facing away from me. "And Isabella?"

Not even a mark. My hand flew to my neck. No bruises. No ache from Clara’s garrote. I let go of his throat like it burned me, stumbling back, fingers tangled in my hair. “This isn’t real,” I whispered. Devon pushed off the wall, closing the distance again. He caught my wrists, gently pulling my hands down. “This is my world,” he said softly. “I can’t explain the details. Not yet. But I made it for us.” He cupped my face. “We’re married now. Mated. Bonded. Isn’t that what you always wanted?”

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.

She staggered on her words, her body shuddering tremendously. This man terrifies her, a lot. His uncanny sensation frightens and scares the people around him. He's known for his aloofness, unemotional, ruthlessness, and savagery. He's a man who doesn't care about anyone likewise a soul not to mess with. He's extremely cold, he's brutal and dangerous. Many see him as a non-human even the distinct souls around England acknowledge him as... The devil’s son. "I think he's still drunk, thank goddess!" Madam Madison inwardly muttered, clenching her chest in a little relief as she gazed at the gelid king.

He tells everyone that he is beyond happy that he met me and that from now on I am only his, and that we will all live together in peace, as he will not allow anyone or anything to harm us. We all clink our glasses and drink the champagne. Anna looks at me suspiciously and gives me a sign to go somewhere private with her. We go outside, where she asks me what the hell is going on, how could I be with the actual devil. I explain to her that he is not like everyone thinks of him, that he is loving and sweet with me, and that I will be his wife. Anna tells me that she will not allow me to marry the devil, that I have become insane.

- I started the engine and made my way to the cafe which the devil mentioned . " I can't be weak ..No I'm not that weak .I should protect my son ..No matter what "- with a determination I went inside the cafe .. Immediately spotted the devil sitting like a queen .. I know how badly I want to smash her face ..but I can't .. because my son is with her . You all must be wondering who is my son right .? Well you will know soon . Don't worry . " Wow ...You actually came ..How dare you ..How dare you ..You actually married to him .? " - jasmine half yelled while gritting her teeth ..

He said in a dark voice and I shrank under his gaze but still, I nodded my head firmly. “Marry me then,” The devil said and I felt stunned. Marriage as a punishment? I blinked, confused, staring at his face but he looked damn serious about it. My throat was dry and with utter difficulty, I was able to say only one word. “Okay,” The devil’s eyes lit up when I said it and before I could think or do something he consumed my mouth, F**k, I wasn’t really up for it but I couldn’t push him either. He sucked my lips until it got numb and then very gently slid his tongue inside, I was disgusted by myself because I had been very dirty but the way he was devouring my mouth, it didn’t show any hint of d