The Devils Wife Novels & Stories

She asks, glancing at me. Devon turns to me and a smile lights up his face. "Oh, this is my wife. Jessica." "Hello, it's nice to meet you," I say, sounding enthusiastic. "Wife!?" She sputters, glancing back and forth between me and Evelyn. "I thought she was your girlfriend!?" She asks, pointing at Evelyn. Evelyn on the other hand looks mortified. "You thought wrong. She's my ex. If you had done your research properly, you would know and not believe anything you see on the internet." His mother blanches and there's some banked-up rage in her eyes but she keeps it controlled.

Right here in the garden. “Look at me.” Devon commands, his voice a low growl. I obey. Our eyes meet. Nothing but hunger in his eyes. He slides a finger inside me, then two, moving them in and out and curling them at the spot that has me dry sobbing. “Good. Very obedient. You’d make the perfect little wife. Dripping down my fingers before I even put my dick in you.” Each word of praise adds to the building pleasure in my stomach. My hands find purchase anywhere. His shoulders, his arms, anywhere I can grip. My knees are so weak it’s taking a miracle to stand upright.

“ That’s what every on thinks but then, we discovered that the cause of their misunderstanding was neither of their fault. It was said that at that period every alpha male did experience the same case with their mates. Those who were unlucky lost their mates, while those who were strong enough were able to have their mates back. Poor thing His majesty was among the unlucky ones. And at that time also, the Devil lost his wife in a battle and he vowed in her grave that he will take away every man’s wife, including both man and wolves. So, he manipulated Elise to make her believe His majesty was cheating on her. Well, I really don’t know if it’s the truth but that was what we we’re told.” “ So

I will also not force you to perhaps do some actions that you shouldn't do. "Believe me, none of that is a problem, and I really know that this is fate. Lilian has taken the wrong path, of course there must be a very appropriate punishment. Do you think a figure who has gained power from the devil will be able to become a wolf again? The woman had made an agreement in which the woman had given up her identity as an Alpha woman and became the devil's queen. Of course that was a very real thing and no matter what, the figure of the devil's queen that the woman had now obtained could not be replaced and would not can never be replaced by anyone and can never return to being a wolf again. And mo

Only the foolish make deals with the devil. Only the ones drowning in pride… or pain. Because the devil doesn’t barter. He doesn’t wait at crossroads. He doesn’t ask for permission. He takes. He does not knock—he kicks down the door. He does not beg—he commands. He does not love—he consumes. He wraps his hunger in charm, his cruelty in confidence, his madness in tailored suits and cold, perfect smiles. And once you catch his eye, it’s already too late.

She stopped a few steps away from him. “Given that, I know you'd never speak for another gender talk less holding her hands?.” There was a brief silence between them. Devian finally sighed. “Since you want to know, I'll just tell you.”His mother waited. “She’s my wife.” he dropped the bomb. For the first time, her expression changed. “That has to be a joke.” Devian didn't respond. "Yeah a joke, right?" When she realized he wasn't joking, she scoffed and shook her head in disbelief. “Married to a nobody?” she said her voice raised slightly.

“It’s because I allow it. Don’t get me confused with these low class demons Malakith sends to do his bidding. I am the wife of the devil after all.” Jasmine winced at the word, wife. “The devil is married?” Gabriel sighed annoyed more so as he shook his head at Raina. “The missing women Temptress. Stop trying to distract us.” Raina laughed, her breast perfectly round in shape bounced as she did. “Distract you? I only mean to inform you.” Raina replied innocently. “You could save me the trouble of searching for Lucifer then. Just tell me where he is if you mean to inform us.” Gabriel smiled the same innocent smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

They fell in love in secret, reveling in stolen moments beneath the stars. But their love came with a heavy price. When Maria married Henry, she lost much of her inherent power, surrendering her identity as a fox spirit. However, she retained her reproductive abilities. As the years passed, Henry, now the sole heir to the throne, grew desperate for a son to secure his lineage. But Maria, despite her strength, could only bear daughters. Unbeknownst to Maria, Henry had been killing their daughters, blaming their frail existence on his wife as he sought for an heir. In his heart, the desperation turned into a twisted obsession, leading him to seek solace in the arms of her maid, Samantha.

"But find out everything about her. Where she lives, where she works, everything. I want her file on my desk by tomorrow morning." "Yes, Boss." I looked back at the direction she left. You think you can just walk away from me, little bird? Think again. Because once the Devil sets his eyes on something... he never lets go. (To be continued...)