Azusa Diabolik Lovers Novels & Stories

“You seem surprised, luv.” A snort escapes my lips at his taunting response. “I just…I guess I find it weird that my big, strong, demon lover likes to watch fantasy movies.” Azazel quirks his lips and flushes coyly. “It was Nevaeh’s fault. She made us watch them, and I became hooked.”

Everyone listened to him, fascinated by the idea that there had ever been Demigods and demigoddesses. "The King of the Southern Kingdom, King Zao, was said to be betrothed to Princess Deze. Rumours had it that the king was not interested in her. He was not charmed by her." Sira wondered why any man wouldn't be charmed by any woman that looked like the woman in the picture. He was probably gay or blind.

“It is sometimes entertaining considering the fact that your fan base is mostly women and you don't have a hard time interacting with them.” “Those ones are different. Mendes is not my fan and you know it,” I bleated and darted a look over my shoulder only to shudder when my eyes locked with hers and she blew me a kiss. “Yeah,” Ryder agreed. “She wants to have your babies legally or illegally.” My gaze swiveled back to Ryder as I held up the key card to the reader and pressed a button. “She said that!” I exclaimed with wide eyes. Ryder smirked. “It's quite obvious, isn't it?”

he's a kind of guy who normally beats his opponent with words alone. “You must be Lord Abbey, from the house of Ida, The Thundering Archfiend.” As soon as Azra revealed who Abbey was, fork of lightnings from above flashed within the dark clouds widely reflecting everyone there accompanied by heavy wind and thundering sounds that heavily rumbled repeatedly as Abbey leaned forward with his hands clasped behind his back, “It’s great, at least you have an insight to know who is standing above you in many ways.” Aquila groaned. Azra shook his head. He’s testing my patient if I will revolt or not.

Daemoniom is a place where people get lured in to be a source of magic for Azazel, to keep him young and immortal and some are for Elliot, his food. The moment they get down at the stairs that connects this den to the premises upstairs, you can hear all the growling and yelling. Elliot hissed, "Kiera..." he said ticking his tongue. Thalia looked at him when she heard the name he mentioned, maybe it was a coincidence so she didn't put much of a thought about it. "They are loud. That's new," Illac said.

"The Council hate voodoo as much as Abraham does. And they all racist white men who became bloodsuckers 'fore the civil war was even over." "They all not like that." Aza laughed at her, in disbelief of her naivety. "Nene, you ain't serious." "I am. What else we gone do?" Aza looked at the ceiling as she thought of an alternative. "We try to talk to Hezekiah again. We can probably get through to him if we try again." "Aza, you crazy," Babette objected. "It's clear he ain't gonna wanna talk. That's out the question."

As if on cue, a call from +374 came in, I quickly opened the app and picked the call. “Hello, who is this?” I said, trying to steady my voice. “Hello, miss Vittoria, Vittoria Russo, or is it Balotelli?” “It doesn't matter,” I said, calmly. “What do you want?” “So you're ready to talk with us? Good.” “Just tell me what you want?” “We need a spy, Miss Russo, and we want you to be the one.” “A spy for what?” “We want you to spy on Ricardo Lombardi. We know you hate him, he killed your father didn't he?”

Oliviér might not be able to stand nice people. "And what does the young miss think?" Sebastién broke her from her train of thoughts by asking. Elizabeth blinked. "Hm?" She shook her head. "My thoughts…." She cleared her throat. "I think the Divine Paladin is prodigious." Elizabeth could not find another word to describe. She had never met Sebastién Wright until today. High-ranking members of society were often pretentious. As for whether Sebastién was truly kind of that was yet to be seen. The media advocated the lies of Nobles far too much. Although Sebastién was not a Noble this man was part of the church of Earth Mother. One Elizabeth was not particularly putting in her prayers, after al

That was the day, he proved that he truly loved Rafaella, but his way of getting her was not perfect and you know, even though we humans are not perfect, we wish for perfection and the same was asked by Rafaella. That is how Adonis’ love also became toxic. She looked down at the bag, realizing the blue diary in it. It held a lot of secrets and they needed to be kept buried. She knew where she had to keep it safe. Hades did not mention much about Nathaniel but he wrote that he knew Nathaniel had a crush on her, which turned into obsession. He did not write further but he realized that Nathaniel also loved Alessandra when he closed his eyes, accepting her decision which was clear by her attack

“Of course not, my love. You know that I miss you every moment that we are apart.” I clear my throat to remind the enamored couple of my presence. Azazel smirks. “Lucifer needed female advice.” I snort. “I do not need female advice, you wanker. Just look at me.” I gesture to my face and form. Zoe laughs. “Oh, I see that you’re also suffering from “hot guy psychosis.” I look at Azazel, who turns to her and gives her a curious look. “What the bloody hell is “hot guy psychosis?”