New Sister Devil Novelas e Histórias

Chapter 183 —I don't deserve your forgiveness Narrator: She comes out of the bathroom wrapped in her robe, her hair wet and her skin still beaded with steam. She sees him from behind, dressed only in pajama bottoms. The Devil. Serene, as if he hadn't ruined absolutely everything. “Are you going to keep pretending nothing happened?” she fires, her voice cold and restrained. He doesn't turn around and looks at her through the mirror. “You mean the scene with Sasha?” he asks, without losing that tone that mixes indifference with superiority.

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

Annabelle was still asleep in our shared bed, wearing nothing but a thin red nightgown, one bronzed leg tossed over the blanket. He stopped, taking in the view. “And who is this goddess?” “That would be my sister, Mr. Zeus. Now, if you could kindly stop staring at her legs” Devon turned back to me, sighing, and shoved a thick stack of paperwork against my chest. Like Aiden, he had the ability to make the air shift around him. But while Aiden made me want to fall apart in his arms, Devon gave off a different energy. Something more mysterious.

“And yet here I am, still standing. So either help build something or get out of the way.” Her smile dropped for a heartbeat before coming back on. “You really think you’re untouchable because Liam favors you?” she hissed. “Mark my words, Natalie. Your good little life won’t last forever. Sooner or later, the Devils will tear you apart.” I blinked. My pulse stuttered. The… Devils? How did she…. I was surprised hearing the word Devils. They were not a species that most werewolves would mention. How did Janine know about Devils? Was she related to Ned's disappearance?

"I will miss you, friend. My sister." Fara chuckled, the sound ending in a wet cough. She was trying to crack one last joke. "Of course you will... who else is going to tolerate all your bullshit?" Devon let out a dry, broken laugh, his eyes shimmering with the tears he refused to let fall in front of his pack. "I will miss you, sister," he whispered, squeezing her hand in his.

“This girl is like a sister to my sister. That makes her my sister, whether you like it or not. I don’t want to throw you out of the club because you listen to your dick more than your President. Am I clear? Hands off Chaos.” Chaos looked everything except happy, but his anger cooled when Devil told him he would treat the girl like she was his sister. Chaos might be a pervert and an asshole, but he cared about his children. “Fine.” “She is hot though,” Iren said, still hanging in Chaos grip. “Iren shut the fuck up” Devil sighs, the corner of his mouth slightly moving up with amusement. “You might want to tell the brothers that they shouldn’t touch her, they weren’t taking your sister serious

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

Her short, red hair bounces on her elegant shoulders as she walks into the Mansion. “Well, well, well, I never knew that the Devil has a sister,” Alexis says, scrunching up her nose. She clearly does not like the woman. “A sister? Oh wow. She’s pretty though,” Kayola says and one glance at Alexis’ face sends her into peals of laughter. *********** Devilio is in his room, on his couch to be precise. He is lost in thought. Why on earth does he keep thinking about her? Despite the way he hates her, he can’t get her out of his head.