Romans & histoires Wafting Devotion

We get back to the club house as Legion goes straight to the door to unlock it to see that both girls were sitting on the bed. “Angel, we’re going to need to talk to you on what just happened and I’m hoping that you can explain it further to us on how you got involved with the Burning Devils MC.” “No, I don’t want to talk about them.” I wasn’t that shock she didn’t want to explain herself. If she were innocent, I would think she would jump to explaining things, but no she stays silent. “Well, are you then wanting to return to the Burning Devils?” “No, please don’t make me go back to them.”

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

Behind me, Stella cried out in despair: "Matteo, didn't you love me for ten years? Do you have to be this cruel?" I didn't break stride, and her voice cracked. "I'm sorry, Matteo! I'm so sorry!" My fingers curled at her apology, but I didn't look back. Outside, the sunlight hit me, warm and golden. A decade was wasted on misplaced devotion, but I believed the future held happiness for me. After all, I'd found the girl who'd waited ten years for me.

The room went still for a while. His voice broke into the silence. “You are sexy whenever you are jealous.” I rolled my eyes. “I'd rather take wolfsbane than be jealous.” He chucked then, said, “Odessa is my aunt. She owed me a favor. A big one.” “So she built this world with some kind of magic?” I asked, voice sharp. Devon shook his head. “Not magic. Ritual. Six days. Six very long, very bloody days.” His gaze flicked to my throat, then back up. “And one sacrifice.”

Not with rage or fury, but with devotion so intense it bordered on destruction. "I won't stop loving you, Damsel. My heart belongs to you and you alone." My hands were shaking as I tied the bandage, gently wrapping the white gauze around the wound he so recklessly carved into himself. I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze. Not when my own heart was hammering in my chest, not when I knew that this man would destroy the world for me and call it love. "You're being... too kind today, Ronan," I finally whispered.

He was at the end of his rope and could barely hold on. Meanwhile, his beloved Ava openly appeared in public with another man.

Forever. With that, I stepped onto the path of reincarnation. In my next life, I swore to myself—I would open my eyes and see people for who they really were.

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.

I heard the angels call again I threw myself a party Chardonnay and oxy I stopped the screams inside my head I remember when you had me Floating high like Sid and Nancy They say it's not the answer but I can't carry on 'Cause I got nowhere, no one, without you boy I'm done And when I'm gone, remember you're the one And just because I fight don't mean that I never learned how to love You know devils don't fly So don't expect me not to fall Devils don't fly But God we almost had it all But I got chains and you got wings You know that life ain't fair sometimes Devils don't fly But I try "Don't you think the song had a very sad meaning?" Axel asked out of the blue. To be honest, he felt the same