The Testament Of Sister New Devil Light Novels Novels & Stories

I asked, all humor out of my expression now. "After we argued in Ava's room that day, she had said it to spite me, she told me, my sister is married to the devil himself, and he beats her every night." Nil said, pain written over his beautiful features. "I told her, it's not possible, that my sister wasn't even married, and she laughed and told the whole story over again. Then my memory came back" He continued. "But I still couldn't believe her, then she said, he killed his own mother and brother, so who's my sister, his wife?"

I stood up, still unable to believe what I saw in my reflection in the mirror. "You're so beautiful mommy." Nexiah hugged my side, Nambe did the same on my other side. The sisters Thasia and Theresse cheered. "I was finally settled when your daddy and I got married." Without my own promise, I faced them in tears. "Oh no no, aunty don't cry. This is a happy occasion, and no one will cry. " Nexiah hit Thasia, I reprimanded her immediately. Thasia looked away and said goodbye to go outside first. Wait, what did Thasia say, I forgot because I was focused on reprimanding Nexiah for opposing her cousin. They looked at each other, Theresse turned and took something from the bed.

“He looks so much better by your side than mine. Not to mention I noticed his eyes on you, sister.” Mia shook her head. Her sister was reading things incorrectly. He was not looking at Mia with romantic eyes, rather, with malice because he was the Devil and she, Mia Chapman, owed him. “Lily, you're wrong. He asked for you and I must say he was a little annoyed that I showed up alone.” Lily frowned. “Did he complain rudely?” she asked calmly and Mia realized that maybe she had made a mistake. She couldn't influence Lily in any way or she would be in trouble with the Devil.

He witnessed her watery gaze peering intensely into his. “I know the name of that bastard, who has planned this attack on both of you. I heard our fathers talking about it on a call last night,” hearing her, his teal-blue eyes engulfed with a malice for vengeance. The vengeance of giving his sister the justification she deserved, and he needed. “Who…?” He asked her. His presence darkened, forcing his pain to wear that essence of diabolic madness. “Arran Vezar,” and hearing that name from her mouth, his grip tightened around his sister's hand, while a tear of insanity rolled down from his eyes…. and at that moment…..the precarious devil inside him took its first breath. That devil……who was go

“This girl is like a sister to my sister. That makes her my sister, whether you like it or not. I don’t want to throw you out of the club because you listen to your dick more than your President. Am I clear? Hands off Chaos.” Chaos looked everything except happy, but his anger cooled when Devil told him he would treat the girl like she was his sister. Chaos might be a pervert and an asshole, but he cared about his children. “Fine.” “She is hot though,” Iren said, still hanging in Chaos grip. “Iren shut the fuck up” Devil sighs, the corner of his mouth slightly moving up with amusement. “You might want to tell the brothers that they shouldn’t touch her, they weren’t taking your sister serious

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

Encouraging this madness? He glanced over at me, his dark eyes gleaming with triumph, that devilish smirk curling his lips. "Hear that, Jenna? My stepsister whore loves the show. She's dripping just watching you gag on my cock." He rammed deeper, burying himself to the hilt, holding her head flush against his groin until her nose pressed into his trimmed pubes. Jenna's eyes watered, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sputtered and choked, her throat convulsing around him. "Swallow around it, slut. Relax that tight throat—let me own it like I own Clara's holes."

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

That made the Goddess snap her fingers and look at the devil. “Did you really use all the magic to revive the dead?” the goddess asked as she approached the devil, giving the sorceresses time to get away. “You don't seem to have learned anything.” The devil approached her and grabbed her by the neck. Azael immediately pushed him away, and the white she-wolf approached, growling at the devil. “I will revive my fallen brothers, just as I recovered my cursed body, and I will kill you so slowly that I will enjoy it,” said the devil.

The thought of breaking Blakely into pieces and ruining her perfect little life brings me satisfaction. “Just wanna play a little,” I answered as some dirty tricks played in my mind. “Nik, what are you planning to do?” Sebastian asked worriedly. I looked at him with all the evil hints in my eyes. “I will tear her apart mercilessly, Sebastian.” His forehead creased, still looking at me. “Tear her apart? What gain would you get if you do so? She's your sister.” An uncontrollable rage ran through my veins as I looked at him dangerously. “She's not my sister! She will never be!”