All Chapters of The Devil's Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lyra failed to say anything to Derrick since the mess that Wendy started had died down. Yes, he had helped her deal with it all, and yes, he's still backing her up, but something in his eyes tells Lyra that she did something that he did not like.Zin left them at the bar to send Wendy out as they managed to pay their way into getting whatever they wanted. Lyra was now sitting on a couch, bathing at the loud party, as the big boss of the entire place.The huge difference almost made her legs wobble. Now, her words meant something. She can order the bouncers to let the goddesses go. They were very thankful once they saw who came back for them.She finally broke the silence between them by saying, "Derrick."He moved sideways to let her whisper in his ear. They knew it was too loud in there to talk normally, so she grabbed his shoulder to prop herself up."I need to ask you for help.""With?" He sure hated yapping."I wish to turn this place into something that my friends can manage. "I w

Lyra's POV"Which one do you like?" he asked as we entered a huge mall."I don't know," I told Derrick. Of course, I have no idea which one I like the most. I mean, how would I know if I never even got the chance to enter one of these luxurious places before? Who the hell would walk into an exclusive mall knowing that their whole life savings would be drained just for a tiny bag that would hardly fit a coin or two?"This is a cool place, huh?" Zin proudly grinned right behind us.He was the one who suggested this place to Derrick and I. His technological knowledge comes in handy when it comes to squandering his master's fortune. Goodness, I know that I won't enjoy shopping in this place."Stop feeling guilty."What the heck? I gasped as I turned to look at Derrick. How could he possibly read my mind during that time? I wasn't thinking anything bad, was I? How did that freaking happen?"I did not read your mind; stop gasping so much," he said, making me doubt even more before he sweetl

"Roll the dough thin enough, roll the dough—ugh!"Zin wanted to hit the counter with his wooden rolling pin when he accidentally poked a hole in his freshly-made noodle dough. He spent at least an hour watching a bunch of videos and ordering the needed ingredients just to successfully copy what he watched."Nobody said that ruining the dough is much easier than every other step; this sucks!"Before he could argue with his phone, he heard the doorbell ringing. He checked his phone to see if there were any other deliveries for him, but he saw that everything was marked as delivered."Huh?" He scratched his hair with his flour covered hand before heading to the door.As Zin opened the door, a woman with a huge smile popped out."Hello—oh, you are not Lyra," she greeted Zin. Her smile turned into a frown as she looked up at the tall gate. "Did she give me the wrong address?"Zin shook his head. "No, she lives here." Who are you?""Raine," the woman said so nonchalantly, before forcing her

"You've got to be kidding me." Zin sighed, his forehead cupped by both his palms. "Why am I the one being tormented like this?" He turned to look outside the car window, where he could see Lyra and Raine walking from the hospital."Do you think I should do it?" Derrick asked. "Of course you have to be the one to help Raine.""She is going to pay her drug dealer and get out of the gang life; it sounds dangerous, master!""Of course it is. You know how that world works.""But I can't do anything about that. They will fight for sure!""Then fight.""I can't do that! I am nothing but a frail-""Keep her safe, and I will think of completing your human form."A black feather popped out of his head upon hearing his promise. He sat up straight with a huge smile on his face."I can try," he said. "You just want me to make sure that Miss Lyra won't be too affected, right?""Exactly.""I can do that!"Raine entered the car, followed by Lyra at the back. The girls looked like they had just cried

With his every kiss, Lyra felt drunk. With his touch, her body responded in a way that she never planned. The heat from her cheeks traveled all the way down to her entire body. It was too much for her to handle. Lyra was burning as if her fever was high enough to fry an egg on her bare skin. Her heart raced like she just ran a marathon, and it's not stopping any time soon.The little light that comes from a crevice between their black-out curtains was the only thing that let her catch a clear glimpse of reality. Lyra was too out of it, busy with his every movement. She could hear her own heartbeat as the burning sensation from his hand began to travel from her thigh up to the inside of her shirt. It made her gasp. She has no idea what got into her when she lifted up her own shirt. However, she felt a rush because he seemed overjoyed about it. Halfway up, he pulled it off for her and threw it somewhere in the room.Lyra was able to see his eyes clearly. It was filled with so much eager