Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

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.

- 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 ..

I reminded him. “You might have forgotten everything that happened in high school, but I can't. It was a nightmare, Leonardo.” “And you seem to still have feelings for your ex wife, what now? Is this another kind of torture you've prepared for me?” “Stop your advances, I will never marry you.” “I need to leave.” His eyes reddened as his gaze bored into mine. His frustration was evident. He looked away for a moment and released his grip on me. When I took a step forward, his deep husky voice muttered,

There are things even the Devil doesn't want to hear. Yes, he can smile at the sound of bones cracking, he can find pleasure in watching someone bleed—but there are some things that even he cannot stomach. Some sins awaken something deeper… darker. Dante's blood burned. His fury twisted like a blade in his hand. Who could have kidnapped his Sunshine? Who had the death wish to lay a hand on his woman? If anyone should kidnap her, it should be him. If anyone should feel the warmth of her skin, it should be him—only him.

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.

“How audacious of you, Dave! You served me divorce papers after betraying me all over again, and yet you have the guts to feel like your opinion of feelings matters to me anymore? How dare you?” Dave stepped closer. “No, how dare you? I forbid it! You can get married to anyone but him! Do you even know who you’re getting married to? Aren’t you aware of his nickname?? He’s nicknamed ‘Devil’ for a reason. He's the Devil's own incarnate, so for your own sake, don’t do something stupid and ridiculous.” He paused for a moment. “If you still respect me a little, you’ll listen to me.”

As I watched the trees pass by through the car window, I couldn't help but think about the damage and grief these Devil Wolves have caused not only the Four Regions but also me. The memory of the first woman in my life—my first chosen mate—played in my head like a broken record. She had been brutally killed by a devil wolf, and her death left a scar in my soul that time could never truly heal. Since then, I have sworn to hunt down every devil wolf to ever exist and eliminate them to ensure that no one else would have to suffer the same fate as her. Pulling out my cellphone from my dress pants pocket, I dialled my Beta, George's number, and listened to it ring for three seconds before he answ

"Stop all drug supply to Mikequel Christoper! And return double the money received from him." "Yes, sir." Devon switched off the phone unilaterally. He looked down at his right hand, blood still clinging to his palm. He slapped the face of a young woman he would trust as his bottom. "I bet she's more brutal than Alaric's son and daughter," Devon thought. *****

“There’s more, isn’t there?” I hesitated for only a second. “She has a son." Devon blinked. Twice. “Wait,” he said slowly, “who has a son? Aurora and her husband… or you and Aurora?” I met his eyes. “You already know the answer.” Devon’s mouth fell open again—but this time, he didn’t speak. He just stared at me like I’d told him gravity stopped working. “You’re telling me,” he said finally, voice low, “that you and Aurora—YOU TWO—have a kid together?”