Artificial Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

With Devon's support, the Southern Boss quickly recovered his composure and started to corporate with Devon to fight Arthur. "Damn it!" Arthur was frustrated, but helpless. Though he was a formidable martial artist, both the Southern Boss and Devon were powerful as well. The Southern Boss was merely slightly weaker than Arthur, while Devon reached the Intermediate Almighty State years ago and was close to reaching the Advanced Almighty State, which made him far stronger than the Grand Apostle. Being outnumbered, Arthur was slowly forced into a defensive position but managed to keep the Southern Boss and Devon occupied without being defeated for the time being. "Arthur, we're coming to help!"

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

“He must've used my image to trick Callista into coming to the forest so he can take her.” I turn away from her at that and take a few steps away from them both. Then I fall to my knees, feeling almost lightheaded from this overload of information. A supernatural being called the Devil had Callista. He happens to be an ancient creature of a race I’d never heard of before that had powers unknown and had kidnapped my mate. Goddess, how am I supposed to find her now?

Maybe a pain in his chest would buy me more time, but before I could reach for his heart, his hand grabbed mine, breaking my wrist. I tried to bite back the pain I felt, not ready to look like a weakling in front of him. In the middle of everything, my eyes noticed something weird, something different. His eyes were not like ours; they had light beaming from them—artificial eyes. This is crazy. He had modified his body with technology to have advanced power. “You are nothing but a living machine,” I mocked. “You are a coward who wouldn’t have been alive without those pieces of metal joined together.”

She tilted her head, studying me over the rim of her glass. “First time seeing the Devil’s justice up close?” I nodded, fingers tightening around the glass. “It was… fast. Terrifying. But he—” My voice cracked. “He didn’t even think. Just protected me.” Nyxara’s eyes narrowed slightly, something unreadable flickering there. “That’s what mates do,” she said carefully. “Or so they say.” I looked down into my brandy. “I didn’t ask him to cut off hands for me.” “No,” she agreed. “But he did. And now half the dominion is whispering about how the great Alpha Devil lost control over a southern stray.”

A magician like him would be impossible to die this easily. Yes, Stevanus was not a normal human, just like Delldora. He is a magician in the modern world who makes a pact with the devil. One of the points of the agreement was that Stevanus was obliged to present the heart of a woman whom he had marked with a special "ribbon". And the demon that Stevanus made as his ally prefer children first.

I could scent their drugs, alcohol made from puffer fishes and stone fishes as well as their cigarettes that were coated with the skin of a specially tanned blue-ringed octopus hide. I faced the man I wanted to meet. He was a man who had been living under the sea for many years. The merpeople around called him the sea devil. On ordinary land he was just a man but in sea water, he could control anyone he wanted with the power of his deadly tongue. Anyone but the devil and royal blood. I wondered why he hadn't taken over Seareign yet. "We meet again, Lot." "That's the devil to you." There was a black mermaid behind him. She was smoking on a blue ring cigarette as black liquid escaped her mouth