Truly Devious Series Book 6 Novels & Stories

Till we reached the front but before we could take another step, the door broke open and one of Arrows men stepped out, his lips tilted in a smirk. " You're too late." I charged forward, reaching for his collar but he pulled out a remote at lifting it above his head, pressing a button. He blew one warehouse. " One wrong move and I'll blow another one." " You mother fucker—*" I cursed beneath my breath. The fucker heard me and pressed the button, blowing another warehouse up. It was just two left and I prayed to God that she was in one of them. " Where is she?" " And why would I tell you that?" His lips lifted, his brightening in psychotic delight. " Don't you want to have fun? A little game

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

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...)

Then he clears his throat to speak, and when he does, his voice is low and authoritative, eerily reminiscent of his father, and his words give me déjà vu. He cups his hands around his mouth, calling out. “Listen up, recruits!” THE END. ************************************** That’s a wrap on the six-pack series! Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. My next book is a standalone connected to the six-pack universe; keep an eye out for Cal and Nessa’s story, BROKEN BOND, to start releasing in late August/early September. To stay in the loop about future releases, join the pack by following me on I n s t a g r a m : c.j.primer

This devil. Devi ran charged throwing his foremans against Hunter who cleverly ducked them and swung the spanner at him. Devi blocked the spanner with his hand and quickly elbowed Hunter in the face, he dropped the spanner. He grabbed Hunter and pulled him to smash him with his head but Hunter responded fast by pushing him away. While Devi staggered backwards, Hunter jumped at him with a punch which landed on his face and he hit the wall with a thud. “Help!” Ludo screamed in another room.

Like my feet already knew something inside was waiting for me. The voices upstairs made me stop dead in my tracks. Zayne's laughter got too loud, my hands clenched around the disposable bag. Then slowly my brother's room door opened. Familiar footsteps that've shamelessly mastered. I hate that I'll recognize it anywhere. Ferdi Devries He came out of Zayne's room, shirt unbuttoned, eyes drowsy. Our eyes locked for five seconds. His dark hair fell to his face and those pale grey eyes with gold rings stared down at me.

"Come in." Graham turned to me, mild tension etched on his features. "Now this is where I leave you. Give him the best night of his life, Alta, that way your payment would increase. Okay?" I nodded. He nodded, too. Then left me. Opening the door, I stepped into the large, dimly lit room. A slow song I didn't recognise was playing, its undertones breathy and sensual. A wine rack stood off to the side, as did a shelf with various pleasure gadgets; dildos, vibrators, and a variety of straps and ball gags. Perspiration beaded my forehead.

Laera's voice came softer now, “ maybe you didn't pull the trigger, but if he's doing this for you, don't you at least deserve to know what he's doing in your name?” Eloise nodded numbly. Yes. She did. And maybe… it was time to stop pretending she hadn’t made a deal with a devil. ******* | IN A CELLAR | Heavy and shaky breath echoed through the cellar. The air was thick, humid, metallic, and suffocating. Sweat and blood trickled and splashed onto the wet floor in drops. A tiny drop splashes to the tip of a well-polished shoe. One that belongs to the man no one dares look into his eyes.

“You locked your door? What is going on with you?” Dex sighed when Machine demanded more information. He shook his head and unlocked the door to his room. He looked around at the once pristine room and frowned. Everything was scattered about. Nothing was how he left it. “What the hell…” Machine mumbled stepping inside the room. Machine knew what Dex was like. He wasn’t the type to let things get dirty or leave things lying around. Even his office was orderly. It was a weird thing for people who were extremely intelligent to be orderly. He was surprised to see Dex bolt towards the closet where his saddle bags were turned over. He pulled out the book and groaned when he saw the papers were mis

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 😚