Mei X Devon Novels & Stories

X o x o DEVON: Ye, he’s ok. BAE: idk why he’d go at him like that…. X o x o BAE: He just gets jealous/protective i guess? X o x o BAE: … is it true you beat the crap out of Rule? Lmfao x o x o DEVON: idk about that, but he did meet the end of my fist a few times…. BAE: omg lol x o x o BAE: you’re so hot x o x o

“I ate well because Davina, Malia, and Selena always made sure I was okay.” “Thank goodness.” This was what they missed the most, the warmth Meazus gave Deanna and their kids. Their love seemed to never fade over time, even though they were old. Meazus' gaze turned to Devon. “Who are you?” Everyone fell silent when they heard Meazus' question. They really thought that Meazus didn't recognize Devon anymore because he hadn't been back to Manhattan in a long time. “You...” "You haven't been back to Manhattan in a long time. Is England so comfortable for you... Devon?"

“Ren and I are working together on her album. Didn’t she tell you about me?” My hold on Devin’s waist tightened as I speak, “I don’t even know you, Camila.” She laughed softly, like a sweet innocent thing that’s finding joy in my annoyance. “Don’t be like that, Ren. Devin and I go way back-” “Stop it, Cami,” Devin cut her off, but the girl wasn’t done speaking. Honestly, I want to know what she has to say. “Devin is my ex-husband, Ren.”

From the stories, the rumors or the whispers. Even the legends clearly state and mention that great name that had traveled far beyond its homeland and now the owner of that name stood directly before them and they are not even on his good books. The Devil incarnated in the body of a young dangerous son of the Don of the Ndrangheta clan, the harbinger of death whose tale precedes him was the very person in their presence now. “The devil” “He is the harbinger of death oh no why did I come on this mission today?”

Maia and Devon are twins but they are really the opposite of each other. Maia is a very cheerful child and likes to play a lot, and even screams a lot, while Devon is a very quiet one, he doesn’t really cry often unlike Maia. “Mama no more.” Devon said while turning his head away when his nanny was about to feed him. And that also what he noticed about the, Devon learns how to talk pretty fast while Maia is still yet to form her words. And also for some reason, he started to call him Mama. despite him teaching him to call him Dada.

it was like the devil himself confessing his acts. I’m indeed the Devil’s Bride. The kind of devil that you’re so comfortable with, before you even realize. The kind that makes your pussy drip, even when you’re angry. “ Megan, just in case my father asks, he shouldn’t know that I told you this or what happens to any of my ex-wives. Okay baby? I need you now like never before. I just thought of letting you know because it just happened suddenly…”

Even though Devon was considered a new guy in the social media industry, he was rather good at it, which made Juneau feel a great crisis. Devon ignored him and bowed at Kayson and Sadie. “Mr. Yarde, Ms. Wolfenden, I was sent here to assist you by Mr. Shore. You can call me Devon Harrington.” Sadie smiled at him, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Harrington.” She stretched her arm forward, and both of them shared a handshake. Devon couldn’t help himself and took another glance at Kayson. After all, Royce had reminded him many times, telling him that he had to keep Kayson happy at all costs.

But I stopped myself. I had no right. So instead, I checked the chart again. Father’s name. Blank Surname: Reyes. Not Frederick’s. Relief washed over me, but it was quickly replaced by dread. She was a single mother. And Devon was ten years old. Which meant she had him at eighteen. The same age she was when I left. My heart sank. I did the math. The month I walked away. Devon’s birthdate. Everything aligned too perfectly. I didn’t want to assume.

he grimaces. “I wasn’t thinking that at all,” I reply. “My son is a vampire/wolf shifter hybrid.” He nods. “I’m Devon. I live in these woods. I’m a woodsman, and I sell firewood in town. If they didn’t need my services, I’m sure I would have been hanged by now.” “That’s a shame.” I regard him curiously as I bite into the blood bag and drink. “Why did you scoop me up off the forest floor?”