The Devil's Son Novels & Stories

After Christmas, I went on a vacation. For the trip back, I failed to get a train ticket with a sleeping berth. Thus, I was tired and mussed when I got home. When I opened the door, someone shoved a bunch of cleaning tools at me. The man sneered at me and commanded, “Hurry up! You need to finish cleaning this place before 6:00 p.m.!” I looked at him and saw that he was wearing my father’s silk pajamas. I took a few steps back to check that yes, this was my family’s two-story mansion. It was my home, but who was this man? And what was this about cleaning? Did the man intend for me to clean? I was the son of the owners of the house! I messaged the family’s group chat and mentioned my mother. The message read, [@Mom, your boytoy is asking me to clean the place up. What gives?]

In my past life, my selfish son stopped caring about my husband and me after marrying a woman who followed her mother's words like they were holy commandments. In fact, he orchestrates an accident to kill my husband and me under the influence of his wife and her family. It's all so he can inherit our fortunes earlier than expected. When I'm reborn, I look at my son, who's rotten to the core, and decide that I don't want him anymore!

Selina Okoye never expected to find herself standing at the altar of the Bellington family chapel, dressed in white, preparing to marry the son of the man who destroyed everything she held dear. Forced into a marriage she didn’t choose, Selina enters the Bellington world with one goal: survive, protect what’s left of her family, and leave the moment she can. Determined to never forgive the Bellingtons, Selina plans to endure the marriage for the sake of her family’s survival and leave when the time is right. But Adrian is nothing like his father. And as cracks form in her hate, feelings she thought were impossible begin to grow. Just when trust begins to bloom, Selina uncovers a dark family secret one that threatens to break everything they’ve started to build. Can two enemies turned strangers find love in a marriage built on pain? Or will the past destroy their future before it even begins?  This is a billionaire enemies-to-lovers romance soaked in tension, betrayal, and the slow, aching burn of two people who were never supposed to fall for each other but do anyway. For fans of dark romance, forced marriage tropes, and slow-burn emotional tension, Married to My Enemy’s Son delivers heartache and heat in equal measure.

My brother, Dylan Skinner, was diagnosed with kidney failure and needed a transplant. My mother shoved a voluntary donation form in front of me and tried to force me to sign it, but I refused. I told her that my immune system was weak, and I wouldn't survive with only one kidney. She answered with two hard slaps across my face and started yelling. "Dylan is dying, and you're still thinking about yourself? How could you be so selfish?" To force me into it, she stormed into my advisor's office, grabbed my research samples, and said she wouldn't give them back unless I agreed. As I met her hate-filled gaze, something inside me went completely numb.

To realize my brother’s dream of getting a girlfriend in college, my mother drugged me just before the start of the semester, knocking me out for three straight days. By the time I came to, my brother had taken my spot at an Ivy League school. I bought a train ticket there to expose him as an impostor. However, my mother broke my legs and locked me up in the cellar. She bolted the door to the cellar. “I’ve taught you time and again to put your brother first, but it goes straight over your head. It’s just college. It won’t kill you to let him take your place. “You ought to reflect on your behavior. I’ll let you out once you’ve learned how to be part of the family.” With that, she left to play poker with her friends. For the next ten days, my presence was the last thing on her mind. She didn’t bother to send me food. It wasn’t until the weeds in the field had grown tall enough to need clearing that my mother finally unlatched the cellar door. By then, hunger had already taken me. No longer would I pull those weeds again.

Elena was kicked out and banished from her pack after becoming pregnant with someone her pack thought wasn't her mate. She decided to reach out to him when she realized her son needed a father and the suffering was too much for her, but he rejected her and made her suffer even more.She was abandoned in the bush with her son until fate brought Mateo to her, and love united them. Their true identities, however, were unknown to them.The werewolves started looking for the face behind the masked monster that had been terrifying the entire city. They were astonished to learn that the survival of their community was dependent on the Luna, whom they had exiled from their territory. The journal message from the sorcerer She is a rogue whore, a destined child, with an unfinished golden mark on her right palm. To fulfill her destiny, she has to find the person who has the identical mark; only then can the monster be destroyed. Will they ever find her? What will happen to their relationship after they discover their true identities? Would she kill the mother of the one she loves in order to save the pack that expelled her? A terrifying werewolf romance story filled with mystery and intrigue  

“My father sold me to settle a debt. I didn’t expect his son to be the most dangerous part of the deal.” Sold to Silas Sterling, a man old enough to be her father, she was supposed to be the perfect submissive doll. But for two years, Veda has played a dangerous game of petty obedience, turning Silas’s cold and orderly life into a subtle hell. She thought she knew the limits of her cage, then he came home. Zane Sterling, the notorious heir and rebel, looks at Veda and sees a gold-digging parasite wearing his dead mother’s jewellery. He hates her. He wants to ruin her. And yet, every time they’re trapped in the same room, the hatred turns into a hunger so thick it's suffocating. He knows she belongs to his father and is the one thing he can never touch. But he wants her anyway. “Tell me to stop, Veda. Say the word, and I’ll walk away,” Zane growls, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my throat as his hand trails up my thigh slowly. “But we both know you’re dying to see how much of a sinner you can be.” Veda should scream, run, anything but stay still. But while her mind screams shame, her body begs for the very thing that will ruin them both. Is it revenge? Is it madness? Or is the only thing hotter than her shame the desire she can no longer resist?

Lyra Thorne discovers her mate on her twentieth birthday and loses him on the same day. Rejected in front of her entire pack by her mate, Dylan Ashbourne —her Alpha’s son and the future Alpha of her pack— Lyra is left to deal with the humiliation and pain alone. As an omega and orphan, Lyra has no one to run to and no one to confide in. Until she meets Xavier Voss. Xavier is one of the most feared wolves in the region. He is not a man who accepts weakness and he is especially not a man who would ask for help but the mate bond rejection has left him vulnerable in ways he can’t afford to be. Xavier needs a Luna and Lyra needs an escape. He presents Lyra with a deal. As the bond between them deepens, secrets buried long before Lyra was born threaten to ruin her new found happiness as the people who buried them resurface in her life. Lyra was rejected and then she was chosen. Now she has to fight for the life she deserves.

When it's full moon and he lost control of himself "You have got no idea how loudly you will scream" ** He was described to be ruthless, merciless, cold and everything bad but he was handsome, hot and ridiculously rich. Also. He is our Alpha's first son and the next Alpha of Night Pack, Also a well known business man but I suspect that he has a dark secret life, a dangerous life. He was unfortunately mated to me, maybe it wasn't a misfortune but he broke me! He left me after breaking my virginity, he never gave a reason for leaving… He just dumped me. Now, I am healed from his hurt but he is back and wouldn't stop stalking me, he kills or hits any man he sees around me. He came back with a part of him I never knew of, he is Possessive, overprotective and obsessed with me.

Dark Mafia Scene “Who laid a hand on you? Dallion's voice was low, cold, and dangerous. His dark gaze bore into her, daring her to stay silent. When she didn’t respond, the tension snapped like a whip, his voice booming through the room, “Who?” The butler, standing rigid against the wall, swallowed hard before stammering out the words, “It... it was Mr. Rivers, sir.” The atmosphere turned deadly as Dallion's jaw clenched, fury igniting in his eyes. “Bring him to me.” The butler’s eyes widened in fear. “N-now, sir? It’s... it’s late.” Dallion's hand, once braced against the wall near her head, slowly curled into a fist. His eyes never left her face, his possessiveness was palpable. Without looking at the butler, his voice dropped to a lethal calm, “Do you need a better time? Or shall I break your legs to teach you urgency?” The butler didn’t need any more encouragement. He fled the room, returning twenty minutes later with a trembling Mr. Rivers. “Dallion, my friend, what’s all this about?” Rivers began, his voice casual as if nothing was amiss. But Dallion wasn't’t here for pleasantries. His eyes slid to the knife stabbed into the apple on the table, and in one fluid motion, he yanked it free, the blade glinting in the dim light. Without a word, Dallion grabbed Rivers outstretched hand, slamming it onto the table. The sharp scream that followed echoed in the room as Dallion, with one swift movement, sliced through the man’s fingers. Blood splattered across the polished wood as Rivers screamed in agony, clutching his mutilated hand. “No one touches what belongs to me,” Dallion's voice was eerily calm, his expression devoid of any sympathy.