The Demon's Bride Novels & Stories

Demons put their glass under the stream and drank the content with satisfaction. I wondered whose blood filled the fountain. Nija walked on, and I meekly followed, maintaining a respectable distance. A glass was clinked loudly, and every demon stopped what they were doing. "Dear demons, please be seated for the event of a lifetime. Today will mark a day we will never see again in this world. Today, our King Satan will get married. This day will only come once. As you are well aware, demons stay married for life. Our great king has chosen Lady Guirita, the strong, fierce winner of the competition, to be his beloved. May there be many undefeated heirs!"

The creature leaned closer, its eyes glittering with dark knowledge. "Your father," it began, its voice a raspy whisper, "Has recalled all creatures back to Hell. There is to be a ceremony in 48 hours. He plans to take a bride—one meant to turn the tide for demonkind and give us the upper hand." I felt a jolt of shock, followed by a surge of anger and fear. My father, always scheming, always seeking more power. But I forced myself to stay calm, barely managing to keep my emotions in check. "Tell me about the bride," I demanded, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. The demon's smile widened, sensing my turmoil.

The Bishop then give them the weeding ring and they slipped it into each other's hand. "Now, you both are husband and wife. You may kiss the bride" Demon looked at his unwanted bride and kissed her forehead. Elena closed her eyes when the warm lips touches her. Demon moves back and left from there. At Night Being furious like a lion Demon entered his room and found his so-called wife was sitting on his bed. Anger rose into him. Demon fist his hand in anger and walked towards his bed. Elena looked at her husband who was fully unknown to her through her veil.

Just precision. He watches me as I walk toward him. Not like a man in love. Like a man about to sign a deal with the devil. I stop beside him. The priest begins. Words are said. Vows are exchanged. His voice is steady. Mine is smoother. I let him slip the ring onto my finger. Platinum. Heavy. I do the same. “You may now kiss the bride.” Leon leans in, brushes a cold kiss against my lips—brief and businesslike. No fireworks.

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…”

Luciano asked, he was clearly not paying attention. Damien crossed his arms over his chest and raised a brow, "We were talking bout the wedding preparations Luciano. I was telling you that the Inspector General of this particular district will be in attendance" Luciano stiffled back a chuckle, "You really will invite him huh?" Damien nodded, "I am Damien Valentino and this is my sister's wedding. I shall invite men of power and authority" Damien boasted proudly. Luciano shook his head and let out a dissatisfied sigh. If only Damien knew the raging war within himself. How could he get married to Valerie when clearly his body, soul and heart longed for Jade? She owned him body and soul.

I ask. "Well, take my case for example," says Meg. "When I met Harold, and we started to go out, I was told by his father that because I was human, I would go through heat. I do every now and then, and maybe that's why we have so many kids, but point being, I do go through heat even though I'm only human." "But your case is extremely unique," says Diana. "I don't think there's ever been a case in which a half breed of angel and demon has been mated to a werewolf. And even if there was, we have no record of it."

It was nothing more than basic courtesy, but as someone who was treated as less than human by everyone, his small acts of kindness made Prince Leander the kindest person I knew. The guards finally led me to the bridal chamber which is near where the wedding would soon took place. The doors swung open and I was surprised to see the same seamstresses who took my measurements yesterday. “Lady Winter,” the head seamstress greeted softly. My gaze drifted past them. At the very center of the chamber stood the wedding gown. I stopped breathing. The gown was unlike anything I had ever seen. At first glance, it resembled a traditional human wedding gown—pure white, fitted through the bodice, with lon

They had never gone to such extremes, and she had never held his. But this god made her wet by just looking at him, standing there with only a towel on. She could still vividly remember how his hard, monstrous length felt against her. So big, long, and hard—something she had only ever felt with her legs. She sighed and let her back sink into the bed. This was just the beginning. She had pledged her whole body to him and him alone, not merely because of the deal but also because of the powerful mating bond that tied them together. Although she knew little about demons and demon gods, she understood the mating bond very well. It worked the same for everyone. She had always thought Vincent woul

VALERIA 8AM, The Harrison Mansion Half a month had gone by in a flash since I arrived here in the Capital City as Zane Michaels, no, Zane Harrison's wife. Even up till this particular moment, I still haven't completely digested the fact that the man I thought to be Mr. Devil's assistant, the man whom I find myself fiercely attracted to, the man I had... kissed was actually Mr. Devil himself. Who would have thought? Towards this shocking news, I actually didn't know how to feel exactly.