Who Is The Devil's Son Novels & Stories

Everything just going fine, you just play your part well then there won't be any problem if you ask me how can son let this happen something like that, you will be surprised I am the one who supports him because I hate him so much" after that chairman man's son " demon, cancel the call, which makes them concerned about the safety of else, how will they trust someone who possesses devil intellect. demon reaches home, he saw the car of someone who he did see before, it's nothing new, a prostitute car, always there, because demon's father is a complete pervert, he is old but he sleeps with many women. when going out, he listens to his father's conversation with a lady. " Why are you living so s

He was the Devil’s son. His father was Lucifer, the king of all things dark and evil. And he hadn't kidnapped Lilith to hurt her. He had rescued her. He had saved her from a life of being one of his father’s many playthings. He had fought a three headed monster and bled just to keep her safe. "Dracul..." I whispered the name into the dark room. The name felt right. It rolled off my tongue like a song I had forgotten the lyrics to. It felt smooth and familiar.

The loud music and the smoke around here along with men having glasses in their hands and drooling over the strippers dancing on the pole give an absolute nefarious aura to this place. You guys must be wondering who am I ? so let me break the ice to you. I am Christopher Harris, another name for the devil you can say. I work in a mafia gang called Cobra which is run by Richard Scott. Richard has been running this business for the past 25 years. but now he wants to loosen up the burden from his shoulders by handing over it to someone capable of managing it as responsibly as he did. he has only one daughter, Sophia whom he doesn't want to be involved in this profession. he loves her very much.

I ask, feeling bad for the woman who is blinded by love. Bethany began to answer in a bitter tone. “I truly don’t know what she sees in that man. Yes, he’s handsome but his character is truly quite ugly. He’s more of a hit it and quit it type of man. He’s been known to be the Devils’ son.” Bethany made a sound of disgust. “Devils’ son?” I spoke out loud. Dread slowly began to fill me. Like the horror of an avalanche coming a person’s way.

My father took my mother for the operation, but unfortunately, she didn't make it, leaving him with a debt to pay despite the unsuccessful outcome. Two weeks passed, and my father was unable to pay the money. He pleaded with Levi for more time, who offered two options: either my father would indulge in human trafficking or marry me off to him. My father rejected both offers, saying he would pay the debt. However, after struggling to gather the money, he eventually accepted Levi's demand to marry me off. But I refused and ran away from my birth pack, unwilling to live with someone as heartless as Levi, known as "The Son of the Devil."

"The world is counting on you, and we won’t let you fall." " Can I ask you one more thing? Who is the devil, and who is the witches?" Stella finally dared to ask, whatever her grandmother had written back then. Lucian is the devil, Lucifer's son, and Morgan, your brother is the king of witches. The revelation was too much because, in the next instant Stella passed out.

With him being a DEVIL? . . . TBC

The air seemed to grow colder, the shadows deepening and twisting into grotesque forms. And then, my father saw him. The devil. He was tall and imposing, with piercing black eyes that seemed to bore into my father’s very soul. His skin was a deep, fiery red, and his voice was like thunder. "So, you're the one who's been seeking me out," The devil said, his voice dripping with malevolence. "What is it that you want from me and why?" My father swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. "I want to be successful," he said finally. "I want to be rich and powerful, and I want to never have to worry about money again."

“For years, I searched. Not just for Slade, but for answers. My father—Aaron Costello—he wasn’t the man I thought he was. There were secrets. Debts. Enemies. And Slade… Slade killed him.” Axel’s eyes darkened. The name slithered like poison through the air. For some bizzare reason he recognised it. “Over a dispute,” Daniel continued. “A bad one. Something got out of control. That’s why I’m here.” Axel swallowed hard. The confession landed heavier than any bullet.

"Victor is your father's brother... but Vladimir... he had a secret relationship with your mother. You... you are Vladimir's biological son. That is why you look so much alike!" Everything made sense now! Why Vladimir protected me sometimes, but betrayed me other times. Why he wanted to control me. He didn't do it out of love. He did it because he wanted his own son to be his puppet! He used me! And he tried to kill me just to keep his secret! "I AM THE DEVIL'S HEIR... BUT THE DEVIL WAS MY OWN FATHER?!" I laughed hysterically, a sound full of pain and anger. I spent my whole life hating the people who killed my family, searching for justice... and the biggest traitor was the one who shared m