The Devil's Wife Novels & Stories

I ordered one of the maids. She nodded quickly, A few minutes later, all the maids and workers in the house gathered in the living room, everyone stood quietly in front of me. Some looked nervous, some looked curious. And Miriam stood at the corner of the room, watching everything with anger written all over her face. I ignored her completely, I slowly looked around the room before speaking. “As all of you know,” I began, “I am Don’s wife.” The workers nodded. “That means I am also the woman in charge of this house.”

He didn’t need to speak for me to hear his thoughts: How far will she go before she forgets herself? They called me many things now. Some whispered “queen.” Others muttered “witch.” But the name that stuck, the one that spread like wildfire through the underworld, was the one I never asked for, the one I never denied. The Devil’s Handmaiden. From been sold as a Handmaiden into the blackwood mansion, to rising as the queen, the one who stole the heart of the Devil “Dominique”. I hadn’t chosen it. But it was mine. And I would carry it well with so much pride abd dignity.

He smiled, “not anymore you are not. You belong to the people coming for you - and don't worry. You are pretty enough so they will treat you well.” Gosh! “Please,” my word came out more broken than I intended, “please don't do this to me Damien.” His jaw twisted with a bitter smile. “There she is. My docile pathetic wife with zero back bone. You will be perfect for what they need you for.” Pathetic wife. The word echoed in my head as he bent down and grabbed my chin with his fingers. Pathetic wife. That's all I was - all I've ever been to him.

he tried to touch her abdomen, but got stunned when she snatched that anklet from his hold and ran towards the bed. His gaze enlarged in shock, seeing her getting up on the bed, and there she started dancing and jumping in happiness. “See, I won, Mr Devil Alvaro,” she showed him the anklet while dancing in victory. He was startled. Did she just outsmart him like this? “Now you should keep it in your mind, even a devil loses in front of his better half because wives are the ultimate winners,” she taunted him, patting her own shoulder. And now he finally understood everything, and how devilish his innocent wife had turned.

I treaded the stairs carefully and found Alan standing in front of the TV with his arms crossed, I was about to call his name when the she - devil suddenly appeared behind him. Bianca? How on earth did this even happen? No matter how much I thought of it, I still couldn't wrap my head around the thought that Alan would Marry his cousin's ex wife. And have a child with her? And it's none other than the person he hates to the core? They seemed so engrossed in a conversation and I was just standing there, trying to read her lips to catch her saying "I love you" or maybe just "love" Maybe they're pretending, I need to find out what is really between them. He moved closer to her and hugged her, I

“I need to know about her.” Luthias was blocking my vision for the most part, but I knew the old man hadn’t moved and I could feel the him eying me warily. “She is the devil incarnate,” he finally said in a hushed tone that was just above a whisper. When I gasped with shocked surprise, he continued, “You’d do well to avoid her, miss. She was the wife of the late king who was the devil himself. Anyone who would marry a devil must be a devil as well.”

He wouldn't dare tell Devon. Derrick ignored me as he continued blabbing on. " She hated you! Wanted to kill you! Do you what she always called you, a devil! You were the devil, Devon! " “That’s a lie!” Devon snapped. “Oh?” Derrick taunted. “Because I remember holding her while she cried about how much she hated you. Devil Devon! " “That is not true!” I shouted, my voice breaking. Derrick laughed. “Isn’t it? Then why did you try to forget your sorrows by sucking my dick?! "

To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

“It’s because I allow it. Don’t get me confused with these low class demons Malakith sends to do his bidding. I am the wife of the devil after all.” Jasmine winced at the word, wife. “The devil is married?” Gabriel sighed annoyed more so as he shook his head at Raina. “The missing women Temptress. Stop trying to distract us.” Raina laughed, her breast perfectly round in shape bounced as she did. “Distract you? I only mean to inform you.” Raina replied innocently. “You could save me the trouble of searching for Lucifer then. Just tell me where he is if you mean to inform us.” Gabriel smiled the same innocent smile that didn’t reach his eyes.