The Devil's Wife Novels & Stories

Alex didn’t move. “We have somewhere to be.” “I said let go.” A beat. Then Alex looked at him lazily. “Correction,” he said. “She’s not yours to hold onto.” Devon’s expression darkened instantly. “Don’t touch my wife.” That word landed heavily. But Alex didn’t flinch. “Wrong,” he said calmly. A pause. Then— “She’s my wife now.” ***** “What do you think you’re doing?” Devon’s voice cut through the noise like a blade.

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

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

“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?! "

she whispered "He asked me to please here, I just do this for money really. He called me I didn't come here on my own" The woman laughed. She was Diana k kws for having a bad temper, also hate when her things are covered, she was bad news: no whore wnated to cross path with her. “Do I look like I care if you’re a whore?” She grabbed Calla’s hair. Outside, the bouncers laughed. “I knew she would end up like this.” he muttered to his fellow-mate. Zane also ways took girls out, fvck and does what he wants! Why? Of course to make Diana angry and so she could go feral... crazy.

A weak vampire indeed. "Do you understand ?" Blayze yelled his voice echoing in the vast room. Uri felt chill down to her spine a shudder by his cold words. Still she managed to reply him somehow. "Yy-yes" Her voice so weak unfamiliar to herself. "Good !" And he left the room. The tense atmosphere lowered down as the devil left the room. Uri felt like seeing nightmare. But it was true__very much true. She was now the wife of Blayze Xavier___the devil. Who is going to make her life hell & will treat her like NOTHING.