Mei X Devon Novels & Stories

BAE: omg lol x o x o BAE: you’re so hot x o x o DEVON: So are you. I keep thinking about the other night BAE: me too. No one’s ever got me off like that b4 x o x o DEVON: if you think that was good, wait for the Winter Ball BAE: Lol I can’t wait, I keep daydreaming about you tbh x o x o

Devon still wanted Raline to be an elegant and simple woman. Devon spoke to himself as he thought. “If a woman has made me forget the woman before her, then the woman I have now is my woman forever. I will marry Raline. But I have to find a way to propose to her first.” *** “Isn't Mr. Meazus coming with us?” asked Raline after getting into the car and sitting next to Jarvis. “Mr. Meazus has some business to attend to, especially after Devon became the chief executive. Devon still needs a lot of guidance, and Meazus also has to be there in case his son needs any kind of help.”

’’ Devin whispered softly, his warm hands pressed my waist gently. ‘’Oh, uhm... this is Max and his girlfriend Megan, guys this is Devin my bo-‘’ ‘’boyfriend’’ Devin cut me off as he held out his hand to Max who now had a creased forehead. Boyfriend? Ah, I get it now. “Yeah” I wrapped my arms around his waist too. ‘’Nice to meet you’’ Devin murmured politely to them. Max gave me a questioning look as Megan spoke. “Aren’t you Devin Mávros?” she said and Devin just nods. “OMG honey. You didn’t tell me your friends with Devin.”

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?”

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…”

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.

They all look pale and exhausted on the corner of their lips is a blood stain. All thanks to the brave stance each of them took trying to suppress the king's beast that has become feral since two full days. The night after he visited the DeHaven maid's room. king Xerxes ended up making another visit to the prince’s room. Unfortunately or fortunately for him,he was not disappointed because the prince possesses the kiss of the devil's star on his nape. A mark that could only be found on his soulmate.

Lucian greeted, I merely nodded once, opting to stay silent. Aedion smiled at us "So, shall we talk?" He grinned. • After around 2 hours of business talk and 5 martinis, it was finally time to leave "Always a pleasure Lucian" Aedion smiled, his eyes flickering to me "And an even greater pleasure dear Vixen" He grinned That's what I was known as. The Vixen. Every good assassin needs a badass name after all. "Likewise" I smiled politely He moved in to kiss my cheek goodbye, a polite gesture that turned sour as his hands drifted awfully low

Then, slowly— “I met a goddess,” she said. “She was… terrifying. And beautiful. And she didn’t like me.” Mark tilted his head. “And you didn’t like her either?” “Not at all. We could barely stand each other, and she's so intimidating.” Aria muttered. He chuckled. “And then?” She leaned in even closer now, her voice dropping further. “I met the devil.” That made him pause. Just for a fraction of a second. Then he smiled again.

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.