Who Is The Devil's Son Novels & Stories

She laid flat on the bed, ignoring the array of clothes that Elle had scattered around the whole bed. “He is human like you and he is not capable of harming you,” Elle said in an attempt to calm her down and Imade looked at her in shock. Her best friend had no idea about who they were talking about here and that was what gave her the confidence to think that the man would not hurt her or anyone. He had the highest killing rate on the dark side that she found and he was labeled a devil. Another article said that his father had an untamed beast and that is his son.

“Kill them all” I mean every fucken’ word. I came back to bury my father and had no intentions of going against any of them, but they had to push me into this. It was the same with my father. He became the devil because they killed his wife first, his retaliation earned him the nickname, but they made him that way. Well, I am the devil’s daughter and I will be damned if I let them get away with this. “No!” The objection comes from the person I least expected.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

She staggered on her words, her body shuddering tremendously. This man terrifies her, a lot. His uncanny sensation frightens and scares the people around him. He's known for his aloofness, unemotional, ruthlessness, and savagery. He's a man who doesn't care about anyone likewise a soul not to mess with. He's extremely cold, he's brutal and dangerous. Many see him as a non-human even the distinct souls around England acknowledge him as... The devil’s son. "I think he's still drunk, thank goddess!" Madam Madison inwardly muttered, clenching her chest in a little relief as she gazed at the gelid king.

Her steps retaliated, "how sometimes I don't have to do anything to created chaos. It's like it has a mind of its own and speaks when it sees fit." "So," he said plastering a familiar grin on his face, "what do I do for you little sinner?" Sonny cringed internally at the name. She still hadn't been able to wrap her mind around why the name didn't sit well with her, "I need you to help me find someone," The devil smirked, "The one that stabbed you!". Her brows furrowed in confusion, "How do you know that?" "Because you shall not harm her- not yet!!!"

He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey. "Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room. "It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly. Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the dev

Who knows, you're going to have to read the book about Travis to find out. I can promise you that my son's life will be interesting and it'll be full of action, dark and twisted love of his own, betrayal, loyalty, sexual desires, violence, and darkness, but as far as the devil goes, there will be no more talk of the devil. The devil died the day Commander Luca died and he won't be coming back anytime soon... or will he? only time will tell after all...

“She’s a D’Amato. Her father is one of our oldest partners. That union locks down the Eastern corridor. Cuts off the bratva’s leverage. Reignites the Atlantic run. It makes sense.” “It makes you comfortable.” “And it makes you safe. Or did you think this whole legacy you stand to inherit came gift-wrapped with no expectations?” I didn’t respond. Because we both knew the truth: I’d never been given choices. Only chains dressed like suits. “You’re good at what you do,” he said after a beat. “You’re better than your father ever was. But your softness will be your downfall.” My hands curled into fists. “What softness?” He leaned forward, voice dropping like a blade. “Whatever it is that’s cloudi

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.

“He is inconsiderate. He saw you were unwell and yet stayed around. He should have asked someone to come check on you later. That would be the right thing to do!” “Unfortunately, Lily, that is not something we can tell him,” Mia said and she got feeling weak, but she had to do what had to be done. “He is not only a noble, but the King’s brother.” “And that makes him what? God?” Lily didn’t like anyone that could make Mia unhappy, uncomfortable or uneasy. If anyone, no matter who, even the King himself, ever bothered her sister in any way, she would dislike the person immediately. ‘God’. Mia wanted to laugh, but not because it was funny. It was tragic. He was not a God, but another one. But t