The Devils Bride Novels & Stories

The air inside smelled of dust, leather, and sweat. Her heart thudded so loudly she thought the men outside might hear it. She pressed her back against the carriage wall, fighting to stay calm. But her body wouldn’t stop shaking. The voices of her kidnappers drifted in through the cracks. “Faster,” one said. “We need to be across the river before dawn.” Another laughed. “The Devil won’t sleep tonight. His bride’s gone, and his house burns.” Emilia’s blood ran cold. His bride. That was what they called her — not Emilia, not woman, not captive. Just the Devil’s bride.

So I believe I should put the poor woman out of her misery. "My beloved, I see your hesitation; please let me explain what I mean by bride." "Well, does bride not mean get married?" "Well, not truly in the sense that a human does." "How can a Devil’s wedding not be the same as that of a human one." This is now starting to confuse me for the more I think of it; it does sound like a marriage to me. What makes a Devil’s ceremony so much of a difference that a human one? "First of all, my beloved, I do not wish for you to wear such an awful thing as a white dress that has more lace than your panties."

Nora introduced Akshara not forgetting her to humiliate. Akshara thought inwardly, “Grooming to impress my Devil? It’s nothing like barmaids making over themselves to attract the drunken men.” Akshara’s eyes landed on every bride and remembered them with their hair colour, she repeated inwardly, “Blonde bride, brunette bride, black bride, red bride and ash bride. Oh, I forget to add one, purple bride, Nora.” Se chuckled and scoffed at them. She voiced inwardly, “My Devil chosen me from hundreds of sexy barmaids by his side. Why should I worry with an insecure feeling? Let’s consider this as a test for Devil to show his sincerity to me.”

“You’re very brave when he’s not around.” She leaned in, her voice dropping. “And you’re very pathetic when he is. You can just drop the act, can you? You just want his money .." “That’s a lie.” “Is it?” Her eyes glittered. “And the icing on the cake, you also want to have sex with him. You are such a greedy bitch! He would never even have sex with you. Delulu..much!” Something inside me snapped. What? Devon.. won't have sex with me? Isn't that what he has been trying for more than ten business days and has failed woefully? Never..my ass!

With reverence, he began to recite the sacred vows that would bind Gabby and me together in holy matrimony. "Gabriella Gomez, do you take Kyra Wilder to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" "I do," Gabby's voice, filled with emotion, rang out clear and resolute, her eyes locked with mine, a silent promise etched in their depths.

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

No, Valerian Fenrir is indeed vicious and the only way I can guarantee my safety here in his lair is at least having a little protection by the contract he made. I read everything once again. Paper by paper. Word by word. I made sure to not skip any important detail because it may endanger my life although the danger is already just around me by being with Valerian. It is written here that, I would fully submit myself to Valerian as his mate and will soon be his wife. There are several punishments if I break any rules of being a loyal and faithful wife and mate to him. And he will give me that punishment. It is allowed for us to do everything mates usually do even though there are no real co

She couldn't see the bride's face because of the veil but then thought maybe Venessa looked leaner than before. Unknown to her, the bride wasn't Venessa. Getting to the altar, Candy could hear her heart beating fast. What if she got caught? This man was known as the Billionaire Devil, ruthless in every ways. What if he punished her when he found out she was the wrong bride and that she had deceived his assistant just to come here? She could only pray the real bride didn't show up here all of a sudden and ruin everything. 'I'll talk to him,' she thought to herself and took a deep breath. She had only heard whispers about this man and had not witnessed his appearance before. Slowly, she looked

I quickly threw a robe over Isabella and grabbed her hand. "Come on, Belle! We have to move! Now!" "They found us..." Isabella whispered, terrified. I looked at her, my face set in stone. "They made a mistake coming here today. Because today... they will meet the real Devil." (To be continued...)

“My bride died because of her. So now… Fyr Cloud will take her place.” “From today onwards,” he announced loudly, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. “She is not just my prisoner. She is my new Bride.” “And she will live wearing the face, the clothes, and the life of the woman she killed… forever.” I froze. The world seemed to stop spinning. His bride? He wasn’t going to kill me. He wasn’t going to let me go. He was going to force me to become her. To live as his wife, trapped in the shadow of a dead woman, belonging to a devil who would never let me forget what I had done.