Novel & Cerita Corazon Devil Fruit

Luciano De La Vega, known as Diablo, is a cold and untouchable billionaire. Feared by his employees and misunderstood by the world, he hides a devastating truth: a fatal heart condition with no cure. To protect others from grief, Luciano builds walls so high that no one can reach him. Camila Torres never imagined her path would cross with the infamous Diablo, until a heated argument over a taxi ride pits her fiery temper against his ruthless arrogance. Days later, their families force them into a contract marriage: for her, a desperate attempt to save her father’s bankrupt business; for him, a duty to his family legacy. Bound by resentment, their union is anything but loving. Yet

“We cannot keep her, Jarvis. We’ve made the mistake of bringing her here.” “You do not have to give her the crown; she still belongs here, with you as her mate.” Jarvis continued. Instantly, a chunk assembled in Kaizen’s throat; it was painful to swallow. Roxanne being his mate was something he wasn't ready for or wanted to acknowledge. “She is not my mate,” he compelled the words out. He couldn't afford to get a mate, not now, not ever. Azriel chortled. "Keep saying it, and you might start believing it. You have been fortunate to meet your mate, Kaizen; some of us aren't lucky and we have accepted our fates. You should keep her.”

“You are mine, Devil Emperor Finn.” A fragment of pure halo light bloomed from her palm and sank into his heart. Finn slid his hand around her waist, pulling her close. “I am only yours, Heavenly Empress Vivica,” he whispered, accepting her light as he placed a beautiful black crown upon her head, the crown of the Empress of Hell. Their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss as white and black petals rained down from above, showering them in a storm of light and shadow. Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue.

Aphrodite slowly rose to her feet, leaned down slowly, fully aware Sophia was in the room, and ran her index finger down my semi-flaccid shaft that had hardened again from her touch. “This is mine,” she growled possessively before taking her sweet time to tuck me back in. “We're done here,” she murmured, pecking my lips and adjusting her dress. She turned and walked out, not once stopping to acknowledge that Sophia was both red from anger and shock. I blinked, the haze of lust slowly clearing from my head as shock was slowly replaced by pride. I was both proud and shocked at the turn of events. What my mate didn't know was that she'd just awakened the animalistic desires I'd be reigning in,

Elen nodded, his gaze fixed on Cain, who had drawn blood on his palms using a small knife. Cain passed the knife to Elen, communicating that it was her turn to do the same. Elen hesitated but then traced her fingers with the blade, feeling a strange pull as Cain clasped her hand. A dark light shimmered from their joined palms, and Elen experienced a prickling, scalding sensation on her wrist, as if a mark was being seared onto it. A small cross appeared, a symbol of a mysterious connection that had been forged between them.

Arrogant, pompous, and overall an a**hole. He never dates a girl, all he does is sneaking into their panties. He is a nightmare for sure. Worse than Danny, the playboy, or any other boys in the school. He had a scar on his face that made him look like a devil, yes, that's what he is, a devil. "Yes darling, they did it on purpose...!" Scarlett added, slapping me out of my thoughts, "What did you say? Who?" I couldn't comprehend what she just revealed, they did it on purpose? Who?

He's silent for a few minutes and then says "I don't know how to put it in words" But I do. She's pure. Her innocence is like a beacon to men like us. Men who sold their souls to the devil a long time ago. We can't help but be drawn to her. Not because we want to see the light but because we want to snuff it out. We- no. Me. I am going to enjoy corrupting Catalina. She's a blank piece of canvas that I'm going to smear blood on and when it finally dries, it will be black. Just like the world we live in. "What about you, Salazar? Don't you want her?"

"It is just a child." "This child can help me fix my body. A small price to pay. Besides, these people seem weak and dont really care what we do to them." Corvus was a devil practitioner and wanted to eat the boy whole. His Cultivation Manual needed certain.. resources to break through. "They will be fine." The child was scared and tried to get free. The other members just continued their tasks. Not bother in any way about a member of the snow peoples situation. If one looked close, a look of envy could be seen on a few.

Destiny has different ways of avenging the recklessness of time as it once again repeated the long-lost cause, hoping to see something different this once that may keep it entertained as long this life lasts. The fallen might see it as a golden opportunity to rewrite the stars, change the outcomes, and most important- correcting their mistakes but the betrayer saw it as a punishment. A ruthless way of repenting sins by mending the heart he once broke out of greed. But it was unfair and injustice served to her for she has to tolerate the same beast once again and will herself to fall for the charms that have already crushed her life before. She has to go through the same process again to ente

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.