The Devil's Darling (Hell Hounds Harem, #3)

by Briana Michaels

“No fucking way,” Tanner ran beside her. “You can’t carry all that by yourself and there’s no way any of us are going to let you out of our sight. In case you haven’t noticed, someone just took out the motherfucking devil.”

“So we die? Any of us who traitor you die?” “Traitor isn’t a verb, darling, and yes.”

😹 I secretly want her with the devil also

“I get it,” the Devil said. “You’ve always wanted a family. I know why.” “You know nothing.” “Don’t I?” Lucifer cocked a brow. “I know your father had you on drugs at the age of seven. Kept you in a closet when your mother was drunk, and under him on his bed when she wasn’t around. Hit you whenever you cried while he molested you.” Tanner cringed. “Fuck. You.” “I know when you were ten, you watched that bastard get beaten to death by thugs. Right in your front yard. Not even the ice cream truck driver stopped to help him.” The Hound took a few more steps towards the door, his body curling in on itself with humiliation. “Shut up.” “I know you did what you could for your mother, got her to A.A. meetings, and vowed to do better if you ever had a family. You read books, even sought therapy that you paid cash for because you didn’t have insurance at the time your mom remarried.” “Stop.” Every step Tanner took away from him, Lucifer made up the difference with one of his long strides, “I know you wanted kids because you think you’d do better than what was done to you. You would give that kid every fucking thing it wanted. You’d love it so hard you’d break loose and be someone different. Someone better. I know you, Tanner Augustus Lee.” Lucifer’s eyes blazed with power. “I know, because your soul has all this imprinted in it. Every pain. Every prayer.” “Oh and you read souls now?” “Don’t have to. Mine is attached to Sara. She knows this and I see it from her eyes.” Tanner’s lungs...

This just makes me love tanner even more

But Tanner did it. Without my asking, he just… carried me through my darkness.”

The feels

“Kalen’s, Tanner’s, Eli’s and Jack’s. The woman has a harem. A Hell Hounds Harem.”

All the while, the howls of his wounded Hound upstairs echoed in his very soul.

As he yelled for Zayde, Magdeline tucked a piece of dried out hair behind her ear, “You still think I’m beautiful?” “I don’t think it, Maggie. I know it.” In two strides he was in her personal space again. “You have no idea what you look like to me, do you?” He tapped his head, “Go in. Have a peek.” Now wasn’t the time for this, but fuck it. This was important. To him. To her. With a shaky hand, she pressed her palm to his forehead, right over his third eye. She could have possessed him if she wanted, and the fact that she chose not to, made him unclear if he should be offended or honored. The moment she looked into his mind, her eyes widened. A gasp escaped her lips. She snatched her hand away almost immediately. “And now you know my Dark Truth.” Next, Kalfu looked over and saw Zayde waiting at the door. “We’ve got to go. Stay. Here. Alright, Maggie?” Please stay. Please stay. For-the-love-of-rum-and-grave-dirt-stay-here. “I’ll stay,” she nodded. “But not for long. I’ve grown too weak lately. I can’t survive without a body anymore. And I can no longer go long intervals without possessing someone.” “Then stay in mine.” “What? No.” “Yes.” He was suddenly right back to her. “Possess me, Maggie. I’ll keep you safe.” She hesitated for a moment. “I could kill you.” “You won’t.” “No, Kalfu, I will. I’ll eat away your mind, your body. My appetite’s become insatiable.” “Not the first time you’ve taken me over, beautiful lady. I can handle it. You hungry? Let me feed your appetite....

I’ve been hoping the dark truth will have a happy ending, and I do hope to see their storyline pick up in the next trilogy

Then again, they were all desperate to get to the bottom of this, so she shouldn’t have been all that surprised. This wasn’t just her fight – something she had to constantly remind herself of. All Hounds had a right to, and deserved a piece of, this war. That war had just arrived at Steve Alder’s doorstep. Knock, knock, motherfucker.

It was no wonder they were all on edge – each brother was a grenade, pin out. Lucifer was in trouble and if anyone should be able to figure out what was going on, it should be the most righteous and fearless of the angels, right? This was a blow to their names, their egos, and their maker. All grudges aside, when it came down to brass tacks, these guys had each other’s backs. It was sometimes hard not to lose sight of that in the midst of chaos. None of them worked particularly well together, but yeah… fuck with one, you fucked with them all. They’d been through too much not to be able to rely on each other. Others had come and gone in the Angel Brotherhood, but these four always had each other’s backs.

I need her to write a series about the angels now! I would definitely read it

“Darling, don’t kick it. That’s not going to help.” “Thanks, Wolf, for that lovely bit of advice. Especially coming from the Hound who breaks kitchen tables like Bruce Lee on steroids.”

“Where’s your pack? You can’t be separated.” “Pull down your barrier and let them in then.” Sara cradled her arm. “And I hope you’re up to date on your shots.”

When Lucifer bit her 😂

“JACK!” Sara screamed again. Her howl was a desperate call for justice. One Lucifer would grant. “BURN!” she cried out. “Burn it to the ground! BURN THEM ALL!” She was madness and chaos. “BURN THIS MOTHERFUCKING PLACE DOWN!”

All the emotions of this trilogy, the author sure can make you feel it all

That love. That mad, crazy, undeniable love… that’s what had drawn the Devil to her so long ago. It’s why he made her a Hound. It was why he’d slipped a piece of his soul into her so he could experience life, however lived, through her.

I NEED Lucifer to find love. I wanted him to be with Sara also, but that didn’t happen. So now I need him to find his love.

“Where are you going, Wolf?” she called out. “To make a crib!”

Kalen 😂❤️