Who Is The Devil's Son Novels & Stories

"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

"If he gives you any trouble, if he slows down the extraction by even a second, leave him in the dirt. Or put a bullet in his head and burn the cabin with him inside. He has outlived his usefulness to this family. He allowed himself to be blinded by a woman, and a weak leader is a dead leader. Do what you need to do, Silas. Just don't come back without the girl." "Understood, sir," Silas said. "I’ll call you when we’re on the road." The line clicked dead, and the heavy boots began to move away from the cellar door, heading toward the back hallway where Henry had been stationed. In the absolute darkness of that crawlspace, the words settled over me like a sheet of ice. This was it. This was t

“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.

THE DEVIL: "Stay away from her," I said as I threw him away from me, cruelly, venting my anger on him but that bastard didn't obey me and the same night I found him in Ella's bed turning him into her boyfriend, Ethan. Stupid Ella wasn't able to recognize him just the way she wasn't able to recognize me as a devil instead of his brother, Oliver.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

He prayed for days only to hear this. ‘Don’t cry Abhi, you won. You saved her whose mother killed your son. Your humanity won. ’ Rohan’s words were like bitter truth. Abhimanyu chuckled ‘It was us Rohan, our faith won.’ Hanging up the call he went back to dinning table. His face was completely different which was noticed by Abhay. His son might be a DEVIL but from his heart he is a soft person and why? Because he is son of both Devil and Angel. His brain might work like Devil but he has a heart of Angel.

For some reason, everyone feared me because of my strong face, cold expression, and eyes like that of the devil's incarnate. Well, I wasn't the devil incarnate to be exact, I was his son. The son of the Devil, and as such, that makes me a devil also. A devil with no heart. “ From who?” I cocked my brows. “ From Gamma Rover.” He replied, and a knowing smirk graced my lips. “ What is that little man up to?” I chuckled darkly, staring at the letter in my hand. It's been four days since he sent the first letter introducing a marriage proposal.

Why do I have to suffer a barbarian life? In the process of falling in love, I lost everything in his hands. My heart failed to discern the devil in human form. And look where he plonked me. *********** This book is purely fictional. All characters are only author's imagination. There is no resemblance with any living person. Lastly, this book contains some non consensual scene that can be upsetting.

"But so are you for coming to me with this plan." "I was desperate." "You were brave." His pinky finger brushed against mine so lightly I might have imagined it. "Most people would have run or accepted their fate. You walked into the lion's den and made a deal with the devil." "You're not the devil." "No. But I'm definitely his son." The corner of his mouth lifted. "Get some sleep Isabella. Tomorrow we start planning Vittorio's destruction." "Just like that?" "Just like that." His hand moved away and he rolled onto his side facing away from me. "And Isabella?"