Mei X Devon Novels & Stories

"Without hesitation, you took me by the hand, walked me to my home, and saw the state of our living. You saw my mother, bedridden, clinging to life. And you—without a second thought—moved her to the NovaLux Medical Institute, the best hospital in Alloria. You paid for my education, bought us a home, and set up enough funds for my college. Even then, as a boy, I vowed that I would serve you until my dying breath. My blood, my life—it’s all yours." Devon’s confession took me by surprise. I sat there, absorbing the raw honesty of his confession. I felt as though the years of bloodshed and betrayal might be redeemed by such loyalty. I looked at him—this man, only twenty-two, yet hardened by expe

I said loudly when Hailey hopped up on the bar stool next to me. "I'll take it you've met Devon," Hailey chuckled. "Yes, he can be a bit of a pig. But he can also be generous, and kind, and hilarious, and a pain in the ass, but I love him to pieces. I love both of them to pieces," she gushed. She leaned in as if telling me a secret. "You definitely picked the right one to date, though. Devin is the real deal, and Devon leaves behind a trail of broken hearts."

Devon Have you ever been in love? That heart racing, breath taking, butterflies in the stomach in love? No? We I have and it was taken away from me by a psychotic bitch. She ran my girlfriend over after she pushed me away, pregnant with her child. Yes, my girlfriend was an intersex woman.

Really is an extreme drink for straight people like Regi and Jenny. "Have a meal, Miss Jenny. We'll talk casually but surely." Gerand spontaneously rolled his lazy eyes. What Deny said was too ridiculous in his ears. "Oh yes, I will introduce myself first. My name is Deny Felixa. Owner of Felixa Corp in America. I plan to cooperate with this company. I am also Mr. Yosefa's younger cousin." Regi just stared embarrassed at the person who spoke, this was the second time he had heard this. Then it's still the same as before, that person's pretentious face is still visible.

she said with a smirk on her face. I looked at Mia who was also smirking. It seemed as if it was all planned but why would they even do that? Especially Seth. The last time we had a thing together was four years ago. Why did he even record it in the first place? How?! “Mom, what's going on?" I asked in a small voice, my face dropping. She smiled, "The sextape is our leverage on you, dear daughter. Now, you'll do everything I say if you don't want to be ruined!”.

"A source told me that your ex is going to attend the party." I was focused on reading another business proposal when Jovy's words caught my attention. I raised an eyebrow. "Come again?" He rolled his eyes. "Tss! When it comes to that guy..." he whispered. "Giovanni," I called him, irritation evident in my voice. "Okay, fine! Listen carefully, Miss Del Martin. Your ex-boyfriend, Red, is attending the party. So? Are you going to attend?" He stressed each word making sure I will understand everything he said.

An awkward head scratch later, and she was turning to their guests, "I'm so sorry about him! That was Damon, my friend. He…you see…Damon has it pretty rough here so please don't hold it against him!" "I see." Clay continued to stare at the spot Damon occupied prior; before he had turned away…Clay had seen it. The slow limp burdening his movements, the flawless porcelain skin, speckled with dirt that dampened its beauty. But what truly caught his attention was… "Is he up for adoption, by any chance?" Amelia blinked in shock, her lashes fluttering once then twice around her carmine spheres, then she was nodding her head eagerly. "Yeah... he's been here for a while!"

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

“I will. Oh and one more thing. I know I can't teach you how to do your job. You have your methods and all of that. But just a little advice from someone who has been monitoring the situation for a while.” “Go ahead.” He nudged him on. “If you really want to hit the devil where it hurts the most, go for the girl, Mia. She is his soft spot.” “Mia huh?” “Yes, Mia. Mia Nova. She's the queen of the night at his Pandemonium club.” Pedro's heart skipped a beat. That name, Pandemonium, had raised its ugly head again. His sister had disappeared from the world because of that same Pandemonium. And now the devil had found a replacement.

I immediately asked. "Where were you, Natasha?" Draven asked. His voice came out so cold. So far from the cheerful and always teasing Draven that I knew back at home. "I--" I could not finish my sentence because I could not even form a single word to say because I can now feel that there's something wrong. Something is definitely not right. "So, that was Valerian Fenrir, huh." Urien spits his words like poison. "The fucking demon." I creased my forehead.