Married To The Devil Novels & Stories

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she didn't need to talk,her actions said everything. Raphael was instantly overjoyed. He hugged her tightly and buried his face on the crook of her neck. His hot breath caressing and giving her a tingling sensation "you can only belong to me. you are my mate,the devil's mate." She smiled. who could have thought that she Sophia Williams will be entangled with the devil someday. The mention of devil in her world was something that brought fear to everyone. They were told stories about devil by their parents. according to their stories,the devil was a giant like thing with six hands,three eyes and ugly looking horns but the man besides her was very beautiful with all right features .To say it a

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.”

I whispered as he leaned closer to join our foreheads together. "I know, and I don't have any problem with it. You can hate me as much as you want. It won't change the truth that you are my wife from now," he replied, which made me sigh with heaviness. He is a psychopath. "Forced wife. If you have forgotten, then let me remind you that you forced me to marry you after killing my father." I groan angerily, seeing him all silent. "I haven't forgotten anything, Bella." He replied while leaning closer to my neck base.

If Dante wants to cast me as the reason his perfect life fell apart, let him watch what that reason does when it stops orbiting him. “So,” Michele says. “Tell me. Are you writing a My‑Evil‑Husband concept album? I’d pay anything to stream that first.” “Working title,” I say. “*The Devil You Married.*” His brows shoot up. “You’re joking.” “Maybe,” I say. His fingers graze the inside of my wrist, where I’m holding my glass. The touch is light, casual to anyone watching. To me, it’s a spark thrown on Tinder that’s already too dry.

“Grace… I’m sorry. I should have protected you better. He’s a devil. He planned all of this.” Adrian’s laugh was low and dangerous. He kissed my neck possessively, sucking hard enough to leave a mark right there in front of everyone. “Plan or not, she’s my wife now,” he growled. “And tonight, I’m going to consummate this marriage so thoroughly she’ll forget your name.” The tension in the hall was suffocating. My friends were crying. Eric was bleeding. And I was trapped in the arms of the devil I had just married. Adrian tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his burning gaze.

My father started with his instructions, "Don't speak unless spoken to or else am going to teach you a lesson, He hissed into my ear, so that no one will hear, making shivers run down my spine. I saw a lot of people standing around and some staring at me, Don't they know it's rude to stare?, Sadly it's one of the many downsides to being a part of the Mafia world, if there are able they will watch you. "Everyone always watches us", I muttered under my breath to Aaron as we stared at the crowd of people,"well they stare at you because you are both powerful and beautiful,like a rose". Aaron said to me with a soft smile."I am sorry that I can't stop this arranged marriage,I wanted you to find lo

“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.”