Cuphead Show Devil Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue. When their lips finally parted, barely an inch between them, both smiled. “I’m glad you called me that day, Vivica,” Finn whispered. Vivica’s smile widened as the world around them shifted. Suddenly, they were no longer in the grand hall, but standing beneath the ancient Devil’s Tree, the very place where their story had begun. She looked up at him with pure love. “I knew you would come, my dear Devil.” Finn closed his eyes and pulled her into another deep kiss. “Yes,” he breathed against her lips. “Only yours…” “Only mine… my dear Devil.” THE END.

Devil chuckled with a hint of amusement. “Don’t worry I freeing you from being annoyed by me again.” With that, his face turned deadly serious as the smile left his lips. And in a second the worker was laying on the ground motionless. “What a pity,” Devil exclaimed making everyone look at him with a trembling gaze. His eyes weren’t on the man he just killed but on his shoes. “My shoes are dirty now. I have to change them.” He said walking towards the wardrobe but suddenly stopped. Other workers were about to sigh in relief when he suddenly turned around making them stiffen in their places.

Micheal talked to Cheyne Ludacris, The Devil’s right hand. “Why is she faint? Do you sedate her?” Cheyne kept gazing up sharply with his cold expression toward Micheal. “I have to. I think Mr. Xander will not mind at all.” Micheal grinned awkwardly while Cheyne kept on his cold demeanor. Seconds later, The Devil appeared from the corridor behind Cheyne. Micheal’s eyes almost pop out of his fear. Those sharp eyes were golden unlike naturally human after all. Yet, Micheal bravely came to ask The Devil for his help.

Only Devan treated her sincerely, but he always teased her. “Action,” Jane said to start. A peanut fell on Cathy’s head. She turned around and saw nothing. Then she saw another peanut. It was Devan sitting on a tree with a plate of peanuts in his hand. There was a pot of wine beside him. He was drinking and throwing peanuts on her head. “Devan, why are you teasing me like this?” She asked with a frown. “Come and drink with me, I won’t hit you,” Devon said, with a smile

”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.

He's the kind you run away from. If only my hormones would listen. A little bit of late night research yesterday showed me that Leone is the scariest thing to ever exist in this city. But what is even scarier than that? Nursing an unexplainable and worrying amount of chemistry with a man popularly known as "the Devil" by the criminal underworld. And for good reason too. He is as ruthless as they come, with a penchant for perfection that shows in all his assassinations, sporting a huge amount of political influence as a mafia boss that is crazy to begin to contemplate, as well as the kind of good looks to make any woman want to sin. Badly.

With Jason,who had already reached the peak of martial arts and Little Apple, who was already in Supreme Realm, joining forces to fight against this devil, this battle which determined the future would come to an end. The devil glanced at them and laughed loudly. His blood Qi surged and blood-red clouds gathered in the sky. Instantly a blood-red light covered them two. Jason and Little Apple looked at each other and attacked at the same time. Three figures crossed one another. The blood-red clouds changed and gathered into a figure. The devil seemed to be harder to deal with than before. The Heavenly Sword of Jason fell from the void, passing through the devil’s body but it condensed again,

“Even after I’ve filled you three times today.” Adrian moaned loudly, pushing back to meet every thrust. His hole was slick and swollen, leaking Luca’s cum from earlier, but it still clenched greedily around his thick cock. Luca leaned over him, chest pressed to Adrian’s back, and bit down on his shoulder. “You love this, don’t you? Being used by the devil while the world hunts us.” “Yes,” Adrian gasped. “God yes.”

She'd given birth to the devil. The devil had just embarked on a journey of betrayal. He was the client, he was the devil, he was Sal - the best friend of Harvey Rhett.