Carla Diabolik Lovers Novels & Stories

Carla is a diabolical being, capable of unleashing the flames of hell on earth to achieve her goals. “Speak now, or I’ll cut out your tongue and feed it to my pets!” she screams in Carrie’s face. Her eyes, as black as her soul, send a shiver through Carrie’s entire body. “Did you have anything to do with what happened the night of the confrontation?” “No… no…” Carrie starts kicking in an attempt to break free from her grasp. “She doesn’t need it.” Carla throws her several meters against the opposite wall. Carrie hits the ground, coughing uncontrollably. Before she can recover, Carla grabs her by the neck again and forces her to her feet.

The woman was a fool to think that this was a smart game to play, and though Myla wouldn’t be telling her that, she had to hear it from me. “You can ask the damn crazy woman here who is losing her mind because Diablo doesn’t love her anymore. You know, with Carlos dead, with her being a widow and not having the sexual damn pleasure that kept her quiet for so long, she is acting like some damn fucked up teenager who is willing to break the face of everything and anything that comes in her face. She seems to forget, however, that this is not a damn game that she should be playing!” I said, making Myla frown. “What the fuck are the two of you talking about? Can one of you explain what the hell

"I thought I could rewrite my story, reclaim what was taken from me, but all I've done is sow chaos." The moonlight filtered through the leaves overhead, casting a dappled pattern on Carla's tear-streaked face. She pondered the path that had led her to seek revenge against Mara, the werewolf who had unwittingly become the focal point of her vendetta. In her quest for power, Carla had delved into dark arts, embracing the twisted allure of forbidden magic to achieve her goals.

Do you guys have no better use for money? Alec: Can we bet for both sides? Benji: That is not done and you know it. Alec: Fine. Fifty he's not in love with her. Piper: Holy shit. A hundred and forty five? Carson: Is the accountant going to place her bet? Piper: Well, duh. Of course I will. One thousand, he is in love with her. Benji: All right. Since this is done, we shall adjourn the meeting.

"We take down Lord Gorgon's factory first. We strip them of their high-tech toys. And when our factions come to execute us at the summit... we show them exactly what happens when the frost and the flame refuse to bleed for their entertainment." Carmilla stared up at her, her red lips curving into a breathtaking, devastatingly tender smile as she leaned up, closing the remaining distance to seal their defiant pact with a fierce, deep kiss under the silent witness of the moon.

she said, bowing to me. "W-who are you?" I asked in surprise, I couldn't remember ever knowing an Omega with long red hair like hers. She did have a pretty face, but her stature was that of a witch. "Ah, it seems Matthias hasn't introduced you to me yet, well?" she replied in surprise. "If so, then let me introduce myself. My name is Carla, Matthias's lover from the Theodosius family." Like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight, I was so shocked that I stepped back from her. "M-Matthias's lover? What are you saying? I don't understand ..."

The bitter and sweet taste spread inside her mouth gently. "Aww nothing beats black tea," she mumbled and took another sip right then a ghostly sight caught her eyes. A woman with white hair, in white dressed stated back at her through the mirror. "AHHHH!" she screamed out loud. With flaying arms, she finally lost the fine balance she had on the stool and toppled down. "G—ghost!!!" she shouted, throwing the tea cup at the mirror. Her door was thrown open and a short and cute woman ran in. "what is it!! Darling Eloise, what is it?"

You'll never forget it. A screenshot: Madison in a wedding dress, smiling at the camera. [See? He's leaving with me now. Who does he really love—you or me?] [Relax. I'm helping you. Better to know now.] [You've been saved again by me. You should be nicer to me.] Liam's hands shook. The door burst open. Kevin rushed in. "Mr. Liam—it's all clear. Madison is the one who stole all of Sophia's boyfriends. She seduced them, slept with them, and sent the evidence to Sophia to destroy her relationships. Every single one."

Her eyes shimmered like a dangerous yet alluring trap. To him, she was like a forbidden piece of candy. Sweet yet toxic. Even as his rational mind screamed at him, he couldn’t resist leaning in. Their breaths mingled. At the last moment, he shifted and kissed her forehead instead. Just a light touch, yet it reignited desires he had barely managed to suppress. Lena’s teasing expression deepened. Her glimmering eyes brimmed with mischief, enticing and daring him. Alaric narrowed his own, refusing to back down. A battle of wills ignited between them, both determined to outlast the other.

I mean anyone knows Icy has a crush on him except Rob himself. " What,... No way. I'm always like this, remember. I'm a model... Fashion model to be exact." "Rob is like a model too, you know.." I'm still teasing her here. Call me bad if u want. " Rob has a girlfriend, Cerc. What are u saying for God's love?" " That doesn't mean anything. Everything is allowed in war and love, dear!" " That would be called cheating, and you know better than anyone how that feels, right?"