Romans & histoires Devil Se Shaadi

', I nodded, fresh lines of tears dampening my cheeks. I'm Saanvi advait singh, a low class girl who married my prince charming, an actual prince but not everyone's story is fairytale, mine's not for sure...I never deserved his deception, hate, anger and disgust but I received this all as my wedding gift. I'm his wife but namesake wife and I'm nothing more than a servant of these giant four walls. And this is my love story build on pillars of hate, vageance and regrets! A sinless beauty often lures the darkest devils, obscured in an overcast waiting to ravage on her scrumptious body...

"No, I've never mentioned it to anyone. Why do you ask? Did Zayn bring it up?" "No, I was just curious," Susan quickly replied, not wanting to reveal too much. Daniel brought the plates of pasta to the table and casually mentioned, "I plan to take my future wife to that place for our honeymoon." Susan calmly hummed, concealing her true thoughts, "As long as it's not Luna, that's fine, because she has most of the traumatic memories there." They began eating their meal when suddenly a realization struck Daniel. The place in his dream felt incredibly familiar, leading him to understand that the location was the villa in Dark Valley Mountain.

My muscle tighten, as I gritted my teeth recognizing the voice, it was no other person but Shey "Devil what do you want" "Ohh...please mind how you speak to me, I heard you're now a crippled dog, well news flash..called to tell you that I'm getting married to your best friend…" She mocked "Get off my phone" I gritted out "Stop barking like a dog you are, was just doing you a favor of them wheeling you inside that day like the lost puppy you are to experience my grand wedding...but too bad you don't want to come, your lost hehe….bye" She laughed and hanged up

I need to get my revenge for her. Mother knew the truth. She had been the one to tell me that demons could not have children with anyone except their fated mate or a blood bride. I had accepted that. I had accepted that I would never have a child, never have a mate, never have the life that was meant for me. I had accepted that Rhea was gone.

So, I pretended not to hear her deliberate emphasis on 'your' and answered with a smile on my face. "I am glad they managed to satisfy you." Then, I watched with amusement how Valeria mechanically turned her head to look at me, following her eyes widening in shock. "You are... You are...", She stammered out. Seeing her like this, I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned into the soft leather seat. Only then did I look at her and ask lazily, "I am what?" I was waiting for her to complete her words - You are actually Mr. Devil, my... husband.

- I started the engine and made my way to the cafe which the devil mentioned . " I can't be weak ..No I'm not that weak .I should protect my son ..No matter what "- with a determination I went inside the cafe .. Immediately spotted the devil sitting like a queen .. I know how badly I want to smash her face ..but I can't .. because my son is with her . You all must be wondering who is my son right .? Well you will know soon . Don't worry . " Wow ...You actually came ..How dare you ..How dare you ..You actually married to him .? " - jasmine half yelled while gritting her teeth ..

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__19 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍 🐍 #JASMINE Making love with Sadiq in the middle of that Sandstorm was going to be a moment I'll never forget.. That moment we had solidified our relationship.. We were obsessed and so in love with one another after that..

Pure Devil! She was not going to let him win this time. He has snatched everything from her, Her Love. Her Rajeev. She feared from this night. His room, decorated for wedding night. The moment she entered inside the room it gave her dangerous chills through her spine that make her shiver for a moment. His Grandma and his sister was giggling looking all happy teasing her for the wedding night. However, they were unknown of what storm is going inside her. They are unknown of the Devil and his true colors Or how he has trap her in his own devil trap.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ after that incident it took many days for me to become normal finally I planned Milan and srium wedding I arranged wedding in a island I was tired after marriage I came to room and sat in bathtub filled with flower petals and candles are arranged on the sides on the bathtub its really refreshing someone entered inside but who have dare to enter inside my bathroom other than my devil prince yeah he is the one he is holding the hands and looking at me pervert I rolled my eyes he chuckled and started unbuttoning his shirt I'm gawking at his body awww I'm literally at those abs how cutee

I hated how I found myself waiting for the next accidental moment, even while part of me still feared him. I eventually went back to my room and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The devil I married was becoming harder and harder to understand. Cold commands at dinner, but deliberate touches under the table. Icy silence, but eyes that lingered too long. I didn’t know which version of him was more dangerous, the cruel one or the one who couldn’t seem to stop touching me. Lucian’s Pov