Crossbow Devil Novels & Stories

I almost cried thinking of what he can do to my family I was scared cause I know what exactly he was capable of. I released myself Infront of the devil exposing my body look at your nipples so pink so hard mmmm come on spread your legs so I can see your juice pink tight virgin pussy. I slowly spread my legs wide to show him my forbidden place but he's not satisfied so he spread my legs wider. I gave the devil what he wanted he started to stroke his dick looking at my pussy,looking at his massive dick I got scared and turn my face away he is going to hurt me alot He wiped my tears gently I don't understand him one time he is rough and another time he is gentle he has this worried expression f

Its limbs clawed against the broken ground as it fought to right itself, massive muscles bunching beneath plated hide as it dragged its weight back under control, its head swinging toward him with a guttural, enraged sound that vibrated through the air. Apollo did not give it the time. His hand went to his side. The blade came free. Long. Heavy. Built for something larger than men. The moment it cleared the sheath, Devilfire answered. Crimson flame ignited along its length in a smooth, controlled surge, not erupting outward but clinging to the metal in dense, seething layers that deepened its edge into something more than steel, something that burned before it ever struck. The weapon looked

This one on his forehead cuts clean through his eyebrow, before continuing a cruel path under his eye and ending somewhere near his cheekbone. This devil’s jawline is an angular shaped thing that belongs in a geometry textbook. So carved, so prequel in its form. What is his hair? A pattern of black, so sinister in its colour, tied in two braids and left resting somewhere near his neck against skin that’s the colour of sun-baked sand.

He was joined by the physician from the main palace. As soon as they removed the last needles from her elbow, she opened her eyes slowly. Lydia weeped for joy as she gave her water to drink. Heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor. The door was pushed open at once and she saw, the Devil.

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"

I preferred the smell of sweat and engine oil smell on Evelina. "It was an accident." She stared at the bandage. "How did you manage to have an accident that left you looking like this?" I sighed. "I'm fine, Genevieve." She wasn't listening. Her eyes suddenly landed on the bouquet sitting on the table. Her entire expression brightened. "Are those for me?" I looked at the flowers. The same flowers I'd taken to Evelina. For a second, guilt twisted inside me. "Yes." Genevieve smiled. "Oh my God!"

Devil chick equipped two pistols in her hand but she keeps changing to confuse her opponent whereas the bunny baby on the other hand had her long sword ready to swing. After sometime Bunny baby made a move,, but she was not moving towards her opponent,, but she started running around the arena in circles. She was fast enough to escape the bullets shot from the weapon of Devil chick. Devil chick has now equipped a minigun which was shooting bullets at a rapid rate. Bunny baby kept running in circles while devil chick could be seen frustrated as her bullets kept missing the target, she kept changing guns as to not run out of ammo, from pistol to rifles then to minigun and various other weapons

The growl evolved and fluctuated in so much rage. He is faster than I imagine and getting closer sooner than I expected. I pull my sword out of thin air. The sword that's been forged by the man who is famously known as the "Devil's hand". Every soldier and warrior dreams of possessing a weapon that is been forged by him. It is said to be indestructible and the only weapon that can kill a supernatural being. You may be wondering how I possessed a such treasure, well, he used to summon me and wished to be the best blacksmith in the world, so I gave the Devil's hand and in return, instead of taking his soul, I ask him to make me the best sword that can kill all types of supernatural being inclu

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

They were unaware of my identity, their memories and mine diverging as swiftly as a river branching into separate tributaries. Emilio Vargas, the leader of the Black Shadow, exuded authority as he entered first. His piercing eyes were like twin obsidian orbs that took in every detail of the room. I knew him as the puppeteer, the mastermind behind the cartel's operations. I had fantasized about taking him down, but nothing seemed to stick on them; they had paid puppets in every step.