Married To The Devil's Son Mga Nobela at Kwento

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

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.

They have no idea who I really am but soon, he will. Because I, Elena D’Souza, may have been forced to marry the devil but I plan to drag him straight to hell with me. If it wasn't for the greedy bastard whom I call father, I wouldn’t be standing at the altar in this white gown, dressed up like the prettiest and happiest bride. All it took him was one desperate deal with the most dangerous mafia family in the city to sell me off like some unwanted worthless object. And now, thanks to that fucking deal, I belong to Dominic Moretti, the devil, the king of chaos and the man feared by each and everyone in the city.

Lucifer was handsome himself, with his dark red hair making him even more alluring. Lana fell in love with Lucifer, despite knowing he was a devil. Lucifer was not a demon but a devil - his other name is devil. However, Lana's father forbade her from seeing Lucifer because he was evil and kept creating more demons. But Lana kept seeing him every night, so one day, Lucifer asked Lana to marry him. Without hesitation, Lana accepted and left her kingdom to live on land with Lucifer. She became known as Lavana - Lucifer's love. Lana tried to change Lucifer from evil to good, but it never worked. She soon regretted marrying him, but it was too late - she was already pregnant with his child. Nobod

He told me his real name. “That's not all, here's the interesting part. Your boyfriend—ex—is actually really popular. They call him the Devil's Spawn. Ring a bell?” I nodded. If Aiden really was the Devil's Spawn then it was worse than I thought. I've heard rumors about him, and they were never good ones. The Martinez were popular and feared because of their brutality and it was the job of the Devil's Spawn to keep that fear burning. Wherever he went, the angels of death held a feast—it was always a massacre.

"Respect! People don't respect your son, they fear him. Your sons are nothing but disgusting criminals who only know how to use and throw woman out of their life once they get what they want. Your so-called respected son cheated on my sister! He is nothing but a characterless cheating bastard." "Hold your tongue right there, Miss Ferrari. Don't you dare say anything indecent about my son," Olivia snapped at Sabrina but her eyes were fixed on Bella. "And my son couldn't cheat on her when they are not really married, six months are over, Bella. Your marriage is over I think?" Bella gasped. Her hands went to her mouth as she looked at Olivia wide eyed and stunned. She couldn't believe she knew

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.

Devon sat at the edge of Daemon's bed and looked at the weird ghostly paintings on the wall. Her husband is showering in the bathroom while she's clutching hard at her nightie praying that it will be over soon. After the wedding, Daemon brought her to his house just across the Alley 56 to consummate their marriage. "I need a son, Devon. The earlier you give me one, the earlier you will be released from our deal." His words rang into her head like a recorder.

My father took my mother for the operation, but unfortunately, she didn't make it, leaving him with a debt to pay despite the unsuccessful outcome. Two weeks passed, and my father was unable to pay the money. He pleaded with Levi for more time, who offered two options: either my father would indulge in human trafficking or marry me off to him. My father rejected both offers, saying he would pay the debt. However, after struggling to gather the money, he eventually accepted Levi's demand to marry me off. But I refused and ran away from my birth pack, unwilling to live with someone as heartless as Levi, known as "The Son of the Devil."