Who Is The Son Of The Devil

Warning: 18+ This book contains strong adult language and mature themes; rape, abuse, and racism. Read at your own risk! Pebbles Hemington is a biracial young woman who is being victimized by a man she refers to as the devil. He despises her because of the colour of her skin. The abuse becomes even worse after the death of her grandmother. Proceeding to her college days, she meets and falls in love with a remarkable gentleman, they eventually get engaged. Things are going great until the devil shows his ugly face again. What will happen to Pebbles after she is beaten and left for dead by the devil? Will her guardian angel finally save her or will she succumb to the claws of the devil?

Après huit ans de mariage, j'ai hérité une centaine de millions d'actifs de biens que mon grand-père nous avait légués, à moi et à mon mari mafieux. Mais au moment où l'avocat procédait aux formalités de transfert, il s'est rendu compte que mon certificat de mariage était faux et que la centaine de millions d'actifs ne pouvait être hérité que par moi seule. « Mlle Aubry, le système indique que vous avez divorcé il y a un an et que l'épouse légale de votre mari Adrien Lebrun est... Zoéline Chabert. » « Vous êtes maintenant célibataire, cela signifie que M. Lebrun n'a pas droit à l'héritage. » Zoéline était le premier amour d'Adrien qui avait quitté le pays il y a longtemps. Quand j'ai vu le message de l'avocat, je n'ai pas pu me calmer pendant longtemps. Il s'est avéré que toute la tendresse et la sollicitude dont Adrien avait fait preuve à mon égard au fil des ans n'étaient que des mensonges. A l'origine, j'avais prévu de lui annoncer ma grossesse le jour de notre anniversaire de mariage, ce qui était le résultat que nous attendions tous les deux depuis huit ans de mariage. Mais maintenant, il semblait qu'il ne l'attendait probablement pas avec impatience. J'ai frotté mon ventre et je me suis dit silencieusement que ce n'était pas grave si mes jumeaux n'avaient pas de père. Tout ce que je devais faire, c'était de m'enfuir de ce lieu de tromperie.

He pushed her to the wall and trapped her between his hands which were resting on the wall. Everything happened so fast. "Where do you think you are going to?" He asked, his gaze darkened which made Mirabel shiver in fear. "I'm... I'm leaving" she said stammering, she didn't know why but she didn't feel safe with him, and that's why she wanted to leave as fast as she could. Axel smirked "Leaving?" He asked. "I never permitted you," he said. Mirabel is a young beautiful lady, who wishes for nothing but a simple and peaceful life. Everything she ever wished for came crashing right under her feet after Steve broke up with her. What happens when she meets a handsome, cold, ruthless Devil? Axel is a young renowned businessman, the hot and most sought-after CEO, Who was ready to make her his by all means. Would they end up together against all odds?

"Do anyone have reasons why this couples shouldn't get married?" The priest had asked. The bride found the question not necessary because she was sure there was no one against their union, but surprisingly to her, three masked men harmed to the teeth stepped into the church and their presence alone sent shivers down the spines of everyone. "We are against this union." One of them said grumpily. "Who-who are you... And why-why are you against this union?" The priest managed to ask. "Because our boss can't stand his lady getting married to someone else" His reply left everyone dumfounded. ***** After moving out of the orphanage with her friends, Rebecca decided to start afresh and forget everything about her dark past, including everyone associated with it. Her life was the perfect definition of peacefulness, she had learned to leave peacefully and happily with her friends. She found love and everything was going smoothly, not until the day of her wedding which was supposed to be her happiest day. At the last moment of getting married, unknown gunmen stormed the church, and abducted her, leaving everyone dumfounded. When she woke up the next day, she found herself in the devil's lair, the devil who haunted her in her dreams, the devil who once took what belonged to her. Her breath seized at that instant and she had to remind herself that whatever sin she would sin now would be killing the devil, not falling for him like she did in the past. But will she be able to betray her heart? Will the devil let her kill him? And will he surrender to her vengeance, or does he have a trap waiting in the shadows?

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.

When there is evil in this world that justice cannot defeat. Would you taint your hands with evil to defeat evil?Or you remain steadfast and righteous even if it means surrendering to evil? - " TO DEFEAT EVIL, I SHALL BECOME AN EVEN GREATER EVIL." - Flame Morjiana Lavistre - Dela Vega ———————————————————————— WARNING ‼️ UNDER 18 years old below this is not for you to read!! Rated SPG and please be aware for the scene has a following content. Includes: Violence, k*ll*ng, destruction, foul words and etc.. - Everything you read is just fiction from places, name of people and things to be mentioned. This is not for children under the age of 18. Please be aware and responsible as a reader.

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.

Luna, gadis yatim piatu yang mandiri dan kuat tidak menyangka dihari lahirnya yang ke 19 tahun, ia diculik dan dijual oleh orang tak dikenal. Abimana Rajendra, tak menyangka dihari pertama ia mengikuti sebuah acara lelang, ia mendapati pelelangan 'benda hidup', tepatnya seorang gadis perawan yang sangat mahal. Ada sesuatu yang menarik, entah apa. Dan ia membelinya!

Flora Harper was sold to the most feared warlock, Blade Yarrow, by her father to clear his debt. Luckily for the young Flora, her master seems to have taken a liking to her, making her feel safe and taken care of. But what she doesn’t know is, that her dark past is on its way to ruin everything she has ever dreamt of.

I watched Ryan die. So how is Ben wearing his face? Six years ago, I watched my best friend--and secret crush--splatter all over the pavement. He died. I saw him. Yet, in the back of my mind, I've never stopped looking for him. Seeing him in crowds, in the classroom, in my dreams--and my nightmares. It's cost me everything--my identity, my sanity, and maybe my life. So when I walk into class to see a man who looks exactly like Ryan standing before me, I freak out again. My therapist tells me to stay away from Ben. He's no good for me. I'll end up back in a padded room. But I have to know the truth. Is Ben really Ryan? That's not possible. But Ben has scars--real ones and metaphorical ones. If Ben is Ryan, why doesn't he just tell me? Is he trying to drive me crazy? Or worse--is he trying to kill me? The Boy Who Died is the first romantic suspense novel from bestselling romantacy author Bella Moondragon writing as B. Moon. If you love romantic suspense, are a fan of Colleen Hoover, Gillian Flynn, Christopher Greyson, or Paula Hawkins, you won't want to miss this page-turner!