All Devil Fruit Users Novels & Stories

"he only has a few hundred bucks yet he wants to buy a limited-edition tux worth a million dollars. See? He's daydreaming." I don't know if Roger already knows about my relationship with Malia, but from the way I see it, the news might already reach his attention when he supported Roland with his evil idea without hesitation. What else could I say? A devil tree always bears devil fruits as well. Or maybe Roland and his circle of friends were also aware of it. And that they were simply pretending they don't, to make sure I got humiliated in front of Malia who called me "just some random guy".

Even that Great Elder Master Jimmy killed by Chu Xun was not qualified to drink water. Anyone who wanted to drink water must have a sufficiently high status and enough Fire Spinel. The ordinary members of the Subterranean Devils Clan could only extract a kind of bitter sap to quench their thirst, and not everyone could enjoy this sap. At least, a human being like Chu Xun was not qualified to drink it. "Hey, whose slave are you? Why aren't you wearing shackles?" Shouted a man of the Subterranean Devils Clan, who was more than two meters tall.

When another small Evil Devil turned around, he found that the two people they had just bitten to death had once again turned into two paper people, lying horizontally on the bed. Cadell Marcus smiled darkly and said. "If it weren't for this method of swapping plums for peaches, you two little devils wouldn't have come out. Stop talking too much. Are you all good or not good?" "I want your life!" The slightly older Evil Devil let out a mournful roar, his body jumped up, and immediately turned into a group of red murderous aura, rushing toward Cadell Marcus. Cadell Marcus looked indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, he gently reached out, quickly took out a piece of yellow paper from his b

Because even if Noah changed bodies, he would still keep his comprehensive talents, making him a talented helper. Alyssa, on the other hand, glared at her companion with hatred. "Noah, are you insane?!" Her reaction would be considered normal as Devilsoul masters were seen as the dark side of humanity because of their intense mental state. As someone taught at the academy, she knew of the sick and insane things they did, making her loathe them even more than most common people.

“You think I’d like to be associated with such a nasty demon?” “Nasty demon?” Cloud demons hated being cursed, because they believed they were perfect. “You may look good on the outside but you're still a demon.” My voice lowered to a whisper. “A gruesomely disgusting demon feasting off souls just to maintain her fake looks!” I spat. Angered, she rushed to me, aiming the knife at my tattoo but I held her in place with my powers. The blade cut through my palm, dropping blood to the floor and the pain made me fling her across the room.

"The other side of the island. There's a private airstrip. A friend of mine has a plane." Luca raised an eyebrow, skepticism written all over his young face. "Your friend in Hawaii? You barely know this place." "I met him in the war." Diana lifted her head, interest finally piqued. "The war?" "The Camorra's war against Cosa Nostra. I met a Hawaiian named Makoa. He owes me favors. A lot of favors." She stared at me for a second, like she was trying to figure out how many layers of secrets I was still hiding. But she didn't ask anything else. Just closed her eyes and rested her head against the cold glass, her dark hair spilling over her shoulder.