Married To The Devil Novels & Stories

Aiden had also shot one, but was a bit surprised those men helped him too. Leo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. What the hell? He coughed hard, his chest tightening. Candy stood up and leaned close to the man groaning in pain. "What the..." He coughed. "Who the hell are you?" he asked. Candy pulled out the gun she got from Diego and pointed it straight at Leo's head, a smirk on her lips. "What did you expect from a woman married to the Billionaire Devil?" Leo's eyes widened. Candy is Diego's wife? No wonder she had looked familiar. She was the woman rumored to be the devil's wife. How could an innocent woman look deadly in a minute?

“I made a silly decision, which I thought was the best. A decision which didn’t help but destroy me. A decision that birthed many calamities that befall, but thanks to this same woman, I have them back…” “Back then, a woman I now prefer to call a devil was part of how life from the beginning and disguise herself as a God sent. She came between us and made me believe lies of my ex-wife cheating on me. She provided evidence which was all schemed by her, “After the divorce with the first woman I ever love, I married the devil…” Cohen let out. A drop of tear fell from his eyes and he wiped them as he shook his head. “I left an angel who glitters my life so a devil, who brought darkness into my l

He looked at me with a confused look. Maybe he was shocked that I gave him that nickname. To be honest, it suited him. He was indeed a devil. A devil who saved me without my choice and made a deal when I was not in good condition. The devil, who married me, made me his wife, went on honeymoon with another woman, and got the nerve to tell my sister. I was blooming with anger. "I can't even explain how much I hate you. Right now, I want to punch you or wish I could kill you for ruining my life, for everything." I roared and without letting him say a word I stormed out in rage.

I answered him back stuttering but tried to maintain my reign. "Really? After divorcing me what will you do.... marry that spineless bastard?" he snarled. I scoffed hearing his words. "Marry? Huh!! I had already tasted the bitterness in marriage. I don't want to do it again and go through hell. I'm not like you who gets horny seeing any women. " I said looking down on his chest. His two buttons were open giving a clear view of his chest. Though I hate him right now but I cannot deny the fatal attraction that I always felt for him. And I hate myself for it. His lips curled into a smile after hearing.

“Like i said some weeks back concerning this arranged marriage, I will do whatever it takes to annulle it, even if it means making a deal with the devil.” A grin tinted with a bit of insanity crawled it way to his lips as he shoved his hands into his grey pants. “And I'm the devil. Were you not informed? I'm the devil you can see and except you want to die and go to hell, only then will you be able to see the devil who controls hell.” His voice hardened, cracking through the air like a whip. I was speechless. No words seemed to form from my lips. I wanted to counter his claim. I wanted to make it known to him that he has no say in my life, but at the end, he won. He always do.

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

“Correction, we were. But you see my dear, you’re yielding no results. I took you from that pathetic little marriage of yours and brought you back here with only one mission, marry that little brat and make him abandon Rose. But since you came back, he’s gotten even more obsessed with her so I’m afraid I’ll have to rethink my strategy.” “I’m carrying his child! He will marry me. Please, give me a few months! Please!” hot tears ran down her cheeks but they fell on deaf ears. She made a deal with the devil, but the promise of what she would get out of it was so good that she couldn't refuse. But now it had turned against her and she didn't know how to escape.

He smiled—a slow, unsettling smile that made my blood run cold. Did I just make a deal with the devil? After signing, we traveled to his home. This time… officially as his wife.

“Take that bastard child with you!” I screamed as the ground split open beneath me, the heat dragging me down like hell itself. Fire no it was lava, the Devile as pulling me onto his coven “NO-!” I jolted awake, gasping. The doctor stared at me, frozen, syringe still in his hand. “Hold her down!” he shouted. A nurse reached for me, but I slapped her hand away. “Don’t touch me! Are you trying to kill me?” I screamed.

How can a man born of vengeance touch me as though I am the only flame that warms him? Her fingers tangled in his dark hair, tugging, urging, surrendering. His lips moved lower, tracing fire down her collarbone, his horn grazing her hair. She trembled, torn between fear and a hunger that had long since burned away the edges of innocence. Their passion devoured the night again — bodies entwined, breath stolen, souls colliding until no space remained between them. Every gasp, every cry, every shiver wove them tighter, not merely as man and woman but as king and queen bound in something deeper than lust: a dangerous, unbreakable devotion.