The Devil Wears Scrubs Book 2 Novels & Stories

The call had ended without her finishing her sentence. I tried to call back but it was no longer going through as I suddenly felt a sharp sting in my chest. "Lenora!" ((Author's Note)) If you're reading this, I'll like to thank you for coming this far because I don't think I would be able to write this without you. We have come to the end of Book 1 and Book 2 will be released shortly. The title for book two is "Marked By The Devil's Son". Please stay in touch. Thank you and I love you <3.

The mafia boss tsked, “You had one chance, Milo.” “You said three!!” “I said I hate liars. Never claimed I wasn’t one.” Alex reached for a pair of scissors which he stabbed into the thighs of the already wounded man. He leaned closer, savoring the sounds of the man’s pain, “Now when I have my fun with you, you’re gonna tell me who sent you and who you work for.” He twisted the scissors right into the flesh of Milo who cried like a wounded animal, pleading for his life to be ended so he could go to hell without a hassle. Dancing with the Devil was very a much better fate than being on the bad side of Alex Maldov.

but she is about to get a lot more than she bargained for! This book has a 9.9 star rating out of 52 reviews. ********************* The Deviant CEO: Part 2 - Completed. - A Billionaire, Age-gap Romance with a lot of sex! Picking up right where the last book left off, Alex has returned with Haley and now must deal with her new life as a young, single mother, but, naturally, when you live next door to the older, hot, deviant, Roman Lewis, who happens to be your baby-daddy and parents best friend, Life is NEVER going to be simple... With old feelings and new drama's waiting around the corner, Will Alex and Roman ever be together again?...

I beg as he pulls away, replacing his fingers with his cock. He presses inside of me, stretching me wide as he leans down on his forearm, his fingers brushing my hair away from my face. End Of Book Two Book Three will be Escaping The Devils Snare and will start next week commencing 26/5/25! Synopsis of Escaping The Devils Snare:-

Her cheeks were flushed red and her plump lips were tempting me to kiss her. "What are you doing to me?" I complained and she snuggled closer to me. I laughed silently as I did not want to disturb her slumber. I watched her for I don't know how long. I never want this to end. I really don't. But then, she looked uncomfortable on the couch. Her dress was also riding till her thighs and I could sneak a peak of her lacy panties. I licked my lips and scolded myself for having such thoughts. 'She is pregnant, for fu*k sake.' I reminded myself and before I would do something which I am going to regret later, I carried her softly in the bridal style and took her to my bedroom.

Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.

No marks branded the skin that were visible which meant that Obsidian hadn’t hurt her again. “I’ve gone to hell,” Devrim muttered. “You mean heaven?” He shook his head and moved towards her. Shaking my head, I took a seat on the couch again and picked up my book. “Are you okay?” Devrim instantly started questioning her. I rolled my eyes, but listened carefully for her answer as my eyes dropped to the book, then snapped back up when Obsidian stepped into the room. He scowled at Devrim as he walked past them and into the kitchen. So early, yet he was already pissed at something. I concentrated on my book with a shake of my head.

But instead, he straightened, his gaze cold. “We’ll see how long his trust lasts,” he said, and then he walked out, leaving the door wide open behind him. I sank onto the bed, trembling. My whole body felt like it was on fire and ice at the same time. Scar’s words dug into my chest like claws. Could he be right? Was I the reason rogues kept showing up? The minutes crawled by until Devon returned. His shirt was torn at the shoulder, a line of blood trailing down his arm. I shot up instantly, rushing to him.

Mayhem shakes his head. “I think my existence pisses her off,” Mayhem says. Mayhem, Sam, and JJ walk to the Devils Café. Angie and Tiffany stayed behind with Camilla Dawn and Key. The three were eager to hear what Perdition was going to tell them about the Watchers and Damnation. They walked into the Devils Café, Bob was still working behind the bar. He waved at them and pointed to the stairs. They went up the stairs to the upper bar. It wasn’t being used today. It would be perfect for the meeting.

Why was he so confusing? Huffing with desperation, she stared at the side of the bed that appeared devoid of life. The sheets normally crumpled when he was in the bed were perfectly smooth as if untouched. The drenched towel that he wrapped around her shivering body lay carelessly on the couch, serving as a reminder of the night that had gone before. But the look of anger and hurt on his face when she pushed him away was still emblazoned in her mind.