The Devil Takes You Home Novels & Stories

“I know my brother very well. He’ll either kill him or take away everything including you. If you think you’ll be living this pack any time soon, forget it. He’s going to turn you into his mistress whether you like it or not.” “What?” “You made a deal with the devil. Unfortunately, the devil doesn’t always honour his end of the bargain.” “You’re scaring me.” “Be scared, because things are about to turn upside down. Your life will never be the same again.”

I tell you when you're fucking done, Devil. In case you've forgotten, you work for me... I fucking own your ass, and unless you want SWAT and the entire world to find out what the fuck you've done, you're gonna play along like a good little soldier, aren't you? And if you need some more convincing, I don't fucking mind taking that little plaything off your hands. She's a hot piece of ass, Devil; you're a lucky bastard." "You leave my fucking family out of this! What the fuck is the next job?!"

“You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.” “I'm telling you the truth,” Parker protested, his voice shaking. David raised his gun and shot Parker in the leg. “I don't have time for games. Give me the pen drive or you'll regret it.” With a trembling hand, Parker handed over the pen drive. David snatched it from him and inspected it carefully. “Good boy,” he sneered. “But you know what I do to traitors, Parker? I don't show mercy. And you betrayed me.”

"You’d be smart to take the deal before I use my office to get you out." Just great, another threat from another strange man. "I’m not tearing down my mother’s home. I’ll live here until I find a buyer," I said firmly. He chuckled, shaking his bald head. "Good luck finding someone to buy this dump." I didn’t care what he thought. I needed this house on its feet. I would never tear down the last memory of my mother I had left. I would sell it to someone who would preserve it and it if I can't, I would live here til I take my last breath.

It was time for him to meet the rumoured devil and his men. “Wait, who am I kidding?” He laughed, “It’s not as if the devil will notice me even if I’m one of the strippers dancing on the pole.” Everyone knows the devil is a player, but no one has seen him with any woman. There hadn't even been a single scandal about him. It wasn’t as if Kon had seen him in person. However, the things he has heard about the devil were more than enough. He took a deep, steady breath before he entered the room.

Win can't accept this. "And another thing Win , you will tell my enemies that I’m keeping a angel pet in my home—a perfect opportunity to spy on me—” Win gritted his teeth. “Pet? Are you serious right now?” The Devil waved a hand, and the broken box exploded causing the angel to flinch. “Oh come off it, Win. No one in your sweet little angels family would believe that I’d taken a Angel as my lover—a willing one at that. They all think devil are sex-crazed animals.”

He scolds me. I turn back to my fans and wave them. "I'm taking you home, does your husband know you're here?" "Husband?" I huff. "He's a monster....I hate him" "What?" "Don't take me to him" "You need to go home" "No!" I snatch my hand from his grip and sits in the ground. "He's... he's the devil...I don't w*...nna go!" "Ok, fine. I'll take you to my place"

“This is sin. This is disgrace. This is shame!” “Isaac!” my mother said softly, tears already in her eyes. “Please…” He ignored her. His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp and unforgiving. “You went out there, you got corrupted. This is what happens when you leave your family, your church. You let the devil in!” I stood up, trembling but defiant. “It’s not the devil, Dad! It’s me! It’s who I am!” His hand hit the table again, harder this time. “No it’s not!”

I dropped to my knees on the cold floor. “Forgive me Mom, I didn’t mean to—It was…” “It’s not the devil,” Mom finished, her voice cold and final. “It’s you. You let the devil use you. You only have yourself to blame. Quick, put something on. I’m taking you to confess.” “Mom, no, please,” I begged, tears springing out of my eyes. “I’ll confess here at home. I’ll be good. I’ll pray!” “Take that demonic thing with you,” she commanded, pointing a trembling finger at the vibrator still humming on my bed. “Father will destroy it, and maybe then your soul will be saved.”

He was not afraid of being executed but was now feeling disappointed at both Devon and Raelyn. Devon indirectly used Talitha as a threat as he was afraid that Declan would change his mind. Raelyn showed no mercy on him as she wanted to get rid of him by using the drug that they have smuggled from abroad. Devon chuckled bitterly with tears welling up in his eyes. He finally was convinced that there was a karmic cycle in this world. It could be said that his time had finally come. What more could he say when Devon and Raelyn had decided to abandon him?