V Devil Trigger Novels & Stories

“With half your men gone, you have no choice against me. I thought you would have been well prepared especially since your loyal bait escaped to inform you.” “You knew?” I asked. Dante smiled. “I planned it all. I knew you were from him and so I had to send you back as bait.” “I am not a bait.” I said within my gritted teeth. “Oh, really.” Dante said, then he averted his gaze to Salvatore, “guess your lover has lots of explaining to do.” I turned to Salvatore, but he avoided my gaze. “What do you want? Father already gave you everything, what else do you demand from me?” Salvatore bellowed in a husky voice.

The sirens didn't just wail they tore through the Tuscan silence like a serrated blade. Cali didn't flinch. She felt a cold, grumpy electricity surge through her veins, a sharp contrast to the suffocating weight of the archives. She looked at the pearl-handled derringer in her hand a small, elegant toy against the high-caliber reality of a Valenti hit squad and then she looked at Devi. Devi was already moving. The understanding husband had vanished, replaced by the ruthless predator who had survived her father’s cellar. He reached into the hollowed-out spine of a massive leather-bound ledger on the shelf and pulled out a submachine gun, the matte-black metal looking like an extension of his

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.

“I hope it hurt. You killed my brother. Took my father. Turned into this.” Devon’s eyes flickered—grey fighting black. “I saw it tonight. All of it. The pups I made watch executions. Your father in the cells. The way I choked you in the hall.” His voice dropped to a growl. “I became everything I hated. And I still want to lock you away so no one else can ever have you.” The ritual surged through me. I felt it slam into him. Devon roared and shoved me harder against the stone, lips crashing down on mine. It wasn’t gentle. Teeth clashed. He bit my bottom lip until it bled. I bit him back, tasting copper.

CHAPTER 2: The Leaked Videos. (Vincenzo’s POV) Last night, I was upstairs in the VIP lounge, nursing a glass of whiskey that had long since lost its burn. The lights were dim, the air saturated with perfume, lies, and secrets. The waitress had brought me my drink, but my mood was already poisoned. All I could think about was that girl... the one who dared to yell at me outside like I was some street rat. "Are you blind?" she’d said.

"The mistake you made was thinking you stand in any position to give me chances." Zayn was still trying to comprehend his words when Devon suddenly took out a sigil and threw it at Zayn. It was so close, but Zayn had luckily dodged, his senses going alert as soon as he realized Devon was really here for a fight. A dirty one. He quickly opened his mindlink and alerted Gamma Ambrose. He wasn't exactly sure what work that sigil was meant to perform against him, but he definitely didn't wait to find out.

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.

Deny's clever brain is very reliable when it comes to tricking. *****