The Devils Bride Novels & Stories

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears like a drum. “You’re right,” Dominique said, his voice low and menacing. “But since you think I’m the devil, then I’ll gladly accept the name. And you, my dear, will be known as The Devil’s Handmaiden.” My heart raced as Dominique’s words hung in the air, a dark promise that sent shivers down my spine. The reality of my situation crashed down on me with the force of a tidal wave. This wasn’t just some cruel joke or a bad dream this was my new reality. And Dominique was the one holding all the cards.

Emerald asked. "I want us to sleep in the same room, one year is enough to make me want you!" Alaric said. Emerald looked at Alaric with a flat stare. "I told you, don't ever lick your spit, it's disgusting!" Emerald said. Alaric chuckled. "I always get what I want, including you! I'm attracted to you and you have no right to reject me." Alaric said. A mocking smile appeared on Emerald's face. "You know, I'm looking down on you. Who do you think you are? Even if you were my husband, I would only honor our original agreement. I agreed to marry a demon man like you only because of your mother's request." Emerald said.

There, a pair of black leather shoes walked their way into the hall and drew the attention of everyone in the room to glance at the position of the entrance. Besides the set of these black leather shoes, there was a beautiful pair of heels whose top was covered in sparking diamonds. The eyes of everyone in the room moved from the shoes to the faces of their owner's and they were bewildered. It was the devil, he was finally here, but wait, who was this beautiful angel beside him? People wondered as they kept on staring at the two figures attentively. The angle standing beside the devil was a definition of beauty and seduction. She was wearing the latest gown from the brand of fashion flames w

"I promise to be dependable, honest, faithful, supportive and to give you comfort. I promise to fill your life with laughter and hugs. To show you my devotion with actions and not just words. I promise to love you unconditionally. You trusted me with your heart and I promise to keep it safe and never take for granted the love we share. I want your face to be the last thing I see and your voice to be the last thing I hear and I will love you always with every beat of my heart." I was an emotional wreck on the inside. God can this woman be any more perfect. The preacher led us through our vows. It was now time for the exchange of rings. Diego was dressed in a blue tuxedo, walked up and handed

"I have been looking for you to congratulate you." Asher sighed and raised his brows. "I am not interested in hearing from you, Flavio. So cut the chase," he said and took a step to walk away from him but Flavio's mocking voice stopped him. "I was shocked to see The Bride of Velenoso. I expected her to be a woman of class but your brother is marrying a mere waitress, who slapped him at my wedding reception. What a great choice for our mighty Velenoso. A waitress…" he laughed taunting him.

I slipped in with sweaty palms and face,I gasped in shock when I saw the monster seated beside me, glancing through the tinted window. “From now onwards, you're my wife and mate. You're smart enough not to tell your loved ones…they're safe. You can call me the DEVIL!!”. The DEVIL…..and that was how I was married to the devil without my consent.

In as much as she really wanted to avenge her father’s death, she still wished she could go back in time, when she didn’t know Eric was a bad person, and also when she didn’t know about this dark world. She scanned the perimeter, men at the entrances, eyes never leaving the crowd, others tucked behind pillars and trees, silent but ready. Each of them was a reminder that this wasn’t a celebration, it was a battlefield draped in silk. She adjusted her sundress, her fingers brushing the fabric nervously. And then the awaited time came. “Does anyone present here has reasons why this couple shouldn’t be joined in holy matrimony? Speak now or forever hold your peace.” At that moment, the bride and

The man looked back at him. “I’ll make this simple.” “Hand over Subject Three.” “And I walk away.” “No.” The answer came without hesitation. The stranger sighed. “I was hoping you’d say that.” He slowly raised one gloved hand. Every masked attacker lifted their weapons at once. The air itself seemed to freeze. Then the stranger spoke six words that made Damien’s blood run cold. “Bring me the Devereaux girl alive.” The stranger’s command echoed through the storm. “Bring me the Devereaux girl alive.”

she said looking attentive. "Well before, wolf kidnap witches and mate with them and when they give birth, they offer the baby but I think the witches noticed and put a curse on them so, any hybrid dies immediately it's being born but I guess I didn't because my parents where mates which almost never happens. And now, my mate is a vampire which I read always happens to a hybrid" "Why?" "Well so they can have a tribid" I said calmly. "A what?" "Tribid a baby who is half vampire, wolf and witch it has never happened because no hybrid has survived passed birth it's just a myth" I did believe it tho since I'm mated to a vampire.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.