All Chapters of Captured by Satan: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Someone was calling my name. "Shut up." I grumbled in my pillow. "You will never change, will you?" A familiar voice grinned from somewhere far away. "Come on, it's time for a pamper day!" A hand smacked my shoulder, and I finally woke up. Elle's laughing face hovered over me, and she held a big strawberry in her hand. I frowned, but before I could speak, she stuffed the fruit into my mouth. "Breakfast!" She announced happily as I tried to say something, causing juices to run down my chin. The flavour of the strawberry was rich and juicy, and I immediately sat up looking for more, not caring about my physical state. I was ravenous. A plate filled with fruit sat on my nightstand. I grabbed a handful of strawberries, melon, and mango, stuffing my mouth before Elle could steal any. "Good morning to you too." Elle grinned softly. "Sorry." I managed to choke out, cheeks pink with embarrassment. I threw my arms around my best friend, pulling her onto my bed. "Where's Eleanor?" I as

"A bachelor's party?" Sam asked with genuine confusion. "What happens at a bachelor's party?" "Not really any of your concern." Elle replied as she expertly applied my makeup. Elyse, finishing the last touches on my straightened hair, brushed through it softly with her fingers, ignoring the conversation around her. "Adrian." Sam said sharply. "What happens at a bachelor's party? And why in the human realm?!" I stayed silent, sharing a secret smile with my friends. My lips, stained red, perfectly matched my black dress adorned with small rubies around my neck. Eleanor slept in my arms, her cheek resting against my arm, her breathing slow and steady. "You don't want to know, Sammi." Adrian said from where he was leaning against the door. "Yes, I do. Tell me." Sam demanded, a dangerous tone to his voice. Adrian sighed and shook his head at us. "It's a human thing. A party to celebrate single life before marriage." "But Fay is not single." Sam shot back, clearly agitated. "Yes, but w

Two demon kings stood in the corner of the club, standing out like gods among humans.People gravitated toward Adrian, drawn to him like moths to a flame. Men and women alike, they all seemed desperate for a taste of this lustful figure. They practically fell to their knees with every subtle movement he made. Adrian sipped his drink, surveying the club with narrowed eyes, seemingly oblivious to the throngs of people watching him hungrily.Sam, however, stood apart. He sipped his drink, his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that was impossible to ignore.People avoided him at all costs. Men glanced at him for a split second before turning their gaze away, not wanting to gather the attention of this man who had Wrath swirling in his eyes. Women stared at him- from afar. Sam was easily the most attractive person in the club, but there was an aura of danger about him—intriguing yet fucking terrifying.When a man almost stumbled into him, Sam only had to give a single, icy glare. The m

A sickening whoosh made my head spin, and the sudden loss of gravity beneath my feet nearly made me scream.And then, silence.My feet slammed into the ground, and we were engulfed in darkness. We stood just outside the borders of Wrath, the trees above us swaying slightly. In the distance, Sam’s Gothic castle loomed, its spires reaching towards the sky. It was night, and no moon or stars were visible. It was pitch-black.The air was thick with the scent of blood.When I looked to the side, I saw the ground around us littered with bodies.Dante immediately vomited into the bushes behind him at the sight. Even Reggie stepped back, his eyes wide with terror. After Dante finished emptying his stomach, he turned to us with a greenish pallor on his face.We all stayed silent.Sam's cold hand snaked around the back of my neck. His skin felt icier than usual, a sign that he was barely in control of himself."Time to go home." Sam directed the boys. "What?" Reggie instantly replied, disbelief

My heart ached to see Sam. Since we left our bedroom, we hadn’t crossed paths once. The entire week had been a whirlwind of decisions—tasting drinks and food, listening to music, picking colors, deciding on guests, drinking too much alcohol to calm my nerves, and talking non-stop with Nija.Sam had been just as busy. Occasionally, I’d spot his neat handwriting on decision notes, and it made me smile."It all just seems so..." Dante said from the treetop above me. "Extravagant," Reggie finished, sitting on the other side of the trunk.The three of us looked down at the demons running around, preparing everything for the wedding. "I always thought you'd be the one to elope in Vegas and tell us afterward," Dante said, his feet swaying near my head. "I always thought we’d end up together," Reggie chimed in, giving me a pointed look. I finally glanced at him. "In your dreams," I joked. Reggie shrugged, as if he really was dreaming about it."You and Satan... it somehow fits. I could never