Catarina Devon Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

Just being in the same area as her had my blood on fire. I could tell she was enthralled with the band as so many before her. After the concert I had made sure she would find band promotions anyway I could. Fliers, emails, social media. The first time I saw her in a Devil’s Night t-shirt I knew she was hooked. She was mine and soon she would know it too. Her name is Synestra Simmons and little does she know she holds the fate of the world in her hands.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever truly called my name with compassion. Blinking away the memory, I bend over the sink and splash water on my face, a devilish grin on. Maybe Papa was right when he said I was from the devil. Else, which child would tie her father to his favorite wooden chair and set him on fire? I felt nothing that day, even though I had a beating heart. I didn't pity him, even though I had a soul that was meant to be kind. Then again, maybe I was once an angel, a mockingbird killed by the wickedness of the ones I loved the most. Maybe it was Papa that turned me into the devil I became today.

She pulls another from the pack and retrieves a lighter too, setting the white stick into red dotted flame. Sebastian comes in view from the green metal door, seeing Laurel holding a stick of cigarette on one hand. He suddenly feels empathy for her and all his distrust washes away in the wind. He had misjudged her in every way. He had thought her to be made of stone to the core and maybe twelve years had changed her from the lovely girl her parents described her to be into some cold hearted bitch.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

It's an illustration of an angel, wearing a white dress and white wings at her back. And the demon who's hugging her waist, wearing a black outfit and a black wings on his back. She smiled sweetly as she saw the character's name. Devier, is the demon. Santia, is the angel. No one will notice that she used their surnames for the book. De Viergo. Santiago. She used six letters from each surnames, and she's happy that the names are really nice. "Miss Khione, sir Dante is calling you to his office." He looked to the front when he saw the secretary of the owner of the company.

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

They hunted several giant beasts, but one of the 16 black knights was killed. The devil cat had changed his appetite these days. He used to only eat black crystals and natural treasures, but now he started to enjoy meat. Today, those people who hunted were scared by this cat. It was said that this one became a huge cat over 10 meters high and swallowed a bad luck high-rank Demon Soldier. "Hey, don't look at me like that. I just want to taste the fresh meat. Well, it tasted good, and it's better than human flesh." The devil cat licked his mouth and he seemed to think about the delicious meat again.

Luisette merely smiled and blinked. “Mikhail…” Luisette’s voice commanded silence in the room. “Answer this for me…what powers have you witnessed Katarina use?” Mikhail scowled, his mind racing to analyse the question. “I have seen her use shadow manipulation. She even used it against me to throw me against a pillar. And fire, I have seen her true demon form, it’s a large black panther type with wings and it spits fire.” Luisette’s eyes glinted as they narrowed.