Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

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?"

I would not imagine being in an environment where I am befriended by the devils and if I would have attempted to imagine then it would be more terrifying. Unknowingly the true love of my life Imani; I call her my black beauty had been used to staying and living with the devil characters. He knew their does and donts and it was now about five years since he got married in a shadow wedding. I had missed everything on her. Not the kisses, not the tight hugs, and even our intimacy.

It had papers and his previously spilling beer bottle which is now empty on his desk. The room was dim and his curtains were closed, not letting the sunlight through, The intimidation was seeping out of him and yet his back was to me as he spoke. You are my youngest child and only daughter he said, "You are going to get married to Nikola Hernando". My father put out his cigarette as he turned his chair around to see my reaction. My heartbeat froze from just hearing the name. Nikola Hernando as in the Mafia man. "They are the biggest mafia's family father", I responded with fear in my voice , I didn't want to marry someone because of power, I wanted to marry because of love.

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.

Whether it was the brushes touching my eyes or the fact that I was getting married today. Today was my wedding. The day my family would finally be safe. The day I would finally feel safe. The day my name would change from Natasha Whitmore to Natasha Castillo. The day I would marry the devil himself. He was many things, but a devil? I wasn’t sure. Many believed he killed his parents, which was why he was referred to as the devil. Others said it was because of the people he was connected to. But he didn’t look like someone who’d do those things.

Armory and drug-related information all related to Braden and Atlas. Atlas was a little believable, because he’d shown a glimpse of that side of him, but Braden… I wanted to remain in denial so bad. But this…this file was solid proof that I never knew who I married and fell in love with, and right now, I didn’t even know who I was fucking, that well either. I was falling a fool three solid times. From what I’d just seen in this video, both brothers were dark entities wrapped in beautiful bodies and handsome, deceiving faces. Atlas a devil, Braden a demon.

Uncle Ace never failed to support me throughout the journey, even if it meant going against his dearest son. Dearest son? No, scratch that, Devil Son! My devil husband, who never stops giving me minor heart attacks now and then by skipping the part of his life and wondering how he ended up with me. And the priceless expression he gives every time I tell him that he is a father of two kids is unmissable. It seems someone has taken away his entitlement to being a bachelor.

I run to meet him looking to vent my fury, but I'm not fast enough to stop him from walking through the door. “Next time you decide to play the Devil, think it twice, baby,” he says before slamming the door in my face. I collapse to the ground kicking and kicking as I cry like never before in my life. Kidnapped... Locked up with no escape and my captor is not the beast from the books I read, who eventually falls in love with the poor girl. He's much worse, he's a vermin with psychopathic tendencies that only leaves destruction in its wake. "What now, Leah Falco?" I mutter to nothing. "How are you going to get out of this?" I have become the wife of that insensitive and probably murderous psy

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.