The Devil's Son In Law Novels & Stories

My father took my mother for the operation, but unfortunately, she didn't make it, leaving him with a debt to pay despite the unsuccessful outcome. Two weeks passed, and my father was unable to pay the money. He pleaded with Levi for more time, who offered two options: either my father would indulge in human trafficking or marry me off to him. My father rejected both offers, saying he would pay the debt. However, after struggling to gather the money, he eventually accepted Levi's demand to marry me off. But I refused and ran away from my birth pack, unwilling to live with someone as heartless as Levi, known as "The Son of the Devil."

Delvin said as an evil smirk spread across his face, I was scared of that look, it meant danger. "He's not your son! He will never be your son," I yelled in defense as I held Dennis tight, there was no way I was going to allow him take my son. Never! "Still lying uh?" Delvin asked and chuckled darkly. I glared angrily at him, he was still as evil as before, he was the devil in disguise! So heartless and self-centered! "Who is lying? You can't just come here and say you are looking for your son Delvin, you're not drunk. But if you are, wake up!"I screamed in anger, this seemed to make Delvin angry.

Theodore said wistfully. "We did it for your own good, your father controls fire, if we had said you controlled another element, it will arouse suspicion." "I see. Who is Devon by the way?" "He is your cousin, he is the fire elder's first son. He is the highest ranking demon in our age group, he is the best in every thing. If you hadn't shown up, he would have been the next king." "oh! I don't think he is going to like me then" Theodore said.

“Are you really his son? And... and you're the devil? The real devil?” Lucifer quirks an amused brow before he takes a bow. “Yes, I am. The one and only. And yes, Fallon is my son. Don't be fooled by my boyish good looks, luv. I'm a bit older than you think.” He gestures to an annoyed Fallon, placing his face close to his. “Do we not look alike. Of course, I'm better looking. But I rather think he has my eyes. Of course, he has his wretched mom's personality. But what can one do?”

King Oliver shouted at the man who was none other than his son, Zamien. “Father, I know I made a mistake but I am not getting why are you so adamant about this rule? We are Devils who are fed on human blood and flesh. I do not think there is anything wrong with that. Just because of a petty agreement with the Angels you are giving me such a huge punishment?” Zamien complained to his father.

He has the confidence in him, aware of the returned of all the Powerful Witches, yet he wasn't able to tell where was the Lunas and the Alphas, especially his parent! That wasn't make him feel discourage, he just swayed his sleeve and his aqua robe shine with boundless blue sky color. He added, “You, Devil, would never have a chance to reclaim what you wanted. Accept your defeat and put the end of your curse!” “My curse?” The Devil laughed, not bothered by Raj statement. He was one of the confidence young man in red bloody-like attire, his action cause blood to poured and flooded the world of people. He was a Devil, the very known son of the Bloody Moon!

He didn't say anything and just looked at her with those cold eyes. Kimmy was about to break down... Gabriel West. How on earth did she manage to encounter a man like him. He was the most feared man in the country,his name alone made people shiver and send men running in fear. Even the police had to bow when they saw him. Of course she knew who he was, everyone did. He owned half of the city as he was in charge of the underground world. He was known as the devil's son. He was given that name for a reason, everywhere he went chaos followed, blood was spilled. Gabriel was known to be cruel and heartless in doing things,he had killed a lot of people to get to where he was.

"Why have you come here?" "Are you going to act like your master, and ask me to quietly crawl back to hell?" "You shouldn't be here, Lucifer. Lucas wouldn't want you to be here." The devil looked around the house, the corny smile still on his face. "Speaking of Lucas, I don't see him anywhere. Where has he gone off to this time?" Levi said nothing, and the devil chuckled again. He crossed the room, and sat on the bedside table. "You know that my son kept his mother prisoner for over a hundred years right?" Levi didn't flinch. "I'm sure you are well aware, after all you're the most loyal to him."

He shifted, leaned back, legs spread wider, one boot tapping the floor with lazy rhythm. “I’m sure you’ve heard of The Devil,” he said. His voice was smooth. Deep. Too calm. It wasn’t the kind of voice that threatened you. It was the kind that made promises you knew would come true, even if they were the kind to make your skin crawl. I blinked. “Only the one from the Bible.” He chuckled. Low. Warm. Wrong. “Are you religious, Luca?” He said my name. It sounded like silk being pulled tight against my throat.

“So you came to me.” “Yes.” “And why would I help you?” “Because everyone says there’s only one man my father has never been able to control.” She held his gaze. “They call him the Devil.” The faintest smile appeared on Damien’s face. “I’ve never liked that nickname.” “But you never denied it.” “No.” He stood and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the rain-soaked estate. His hands rested casually in his pockets. “You know what people also say about me?” “They say you never lose.”