The Daughter Of Evil And Miss Devil Novels & Stories

This seems odd and Angelica wanted to know the reason for their argument. "Why are you so wicked? Angelica wouldn't forgive you if she finds out what you are planning to do." Pamela spat out. "And I don't fucking care. She will never get angry at her father because if she finds out what am planning to do, she will give her life for my happiness. You very well know how much she loves me" Gerald pouted. Pamela gave him a menacing gaze, she didn't just know how to convince this man to change his evil plan against his daughter. Angelica is never worth evil things, she's just an innocent girl who craves to be loved by people and now her father is planning to kill her, sacrificing her blood to the

she didn't need to talk,her actions said everything. Raphael was instantly overjoyed. He hugged her tightly and buried his face on the crook of her neck. His hot breath caressing and giving her a tingling sensation "you can only belong to me. you are my mate,the devil's mate." She smiled. who could have thought that she Sophia Williams will be entangled with the devil someday. The mention of devil in her world was something that brought fear to everyone. They were told stories about devil by their parents. according to their stories,the devil was a giant like thing with six hands,three eyes and ugly looking horns but the man besides her was very beautiful with all right features .To say it a

She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake. For him she was only a pawn but their deal changed something in him. A crack, something shifted inside him and he knew that Olivia Vitalio, daughter of his biggest enemy is going to be his death. The devil was losing his heart even before he could realize that he had one at the first place. His love was unexpected and she was burning him with her fire, he who wanted to ruin her world was being destroyed by her into pieces and bringing his doom.

“Gestoni is my husband first before I became a mother to you! Let’s talk about this later, okay? Let’s save your father first. Come on, help me.” “No, I won’t. He’ll die here. Right here.” “Freeze! All of you!” Melena’s eyes widened upon seeing the police pouring into the whole mansion. “Devon?! You brought the police here?! How dare you?!” “I said freeze! Don’t move!” Devon threw the gun and put her hands in the air. “It’s time we put an end to this, mom. I’m willing to go to prison for this.” “That’s right!” Melena can only look at her only daughter with contempt. “You will really go to prison! You’ll go to hell for killing your own father!”

For a second, he just stared. Then came that smile. Cold. Sinister. Cruel. “Be my mistress.” The words fell like gun fired in a quiet room. My heart stopped. Of all the things he could’ve said, of all the bargains I’d feared—this was his price? He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, “Give me your body and I'll give you money.” And just like that, the man I once begged the universe to forget… held my daughter’s life in one hand, and my dignity in the other.

"Bella, I've seen how you look at him when you think no one's watching. And I've seen how he looks at you. This could be dangerous in ways that have nothing to do with the mafia." "I don't look at him any particular way." "Sure. And I'm the Queen of England." I ignored her, staring at Dante's contact on my phone. My thumb hovered over the call button. I was scared. This was insane. He'd laugh in my face. He would use my desperation against me, leverage it to his advantage, make my life hell while enjoying every bit of it. But then I thought of Vittorio's dead eyes and the gun pointed at my father's head. This was a deal between the devil and the devil's son. I chose the devil's son. Only Dan

She sits straight up in bed, “Do you want to tell me that not only do you get Angels, but fucking heaven is for real.” With only a small wicked smile, I pull her back into my arms, “Where do you think I come from?” She goes dead quiet; then there is the very thing that I knew would happen, her body starts to tremble. It does not even take her but a mere five seconds and she pushes me away. “Are you really the Devil?” “Yes, my love, I am the Devil’s son.” “Then that means that you come from that pit of burning fire where all people fall when they have sinned.”

For in this time, like an angry bull in a bullfight against its arch-enemy, or perhaps an Alpha dog defending his territory, no, a devil, more than a devil, breaking everything, he sees throwing anything he grabs at the poor daughter to whom they all see as the devil’s daughter. “Please.” Crying and begging, while she curls unto the side trying to reason out for something that she did not do. Hurt and is in complete devastation from seeing her best friend into a situation where she could not do a single thing, worse as everything that she sees and where she is, in the past that she cannot undo as it is the forbidden thing that anyone in the side of the light and HIS child to call could ever