Cupheads Devil Novels & Stories

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"

No humanity, just hunger. “You’re him,” she whispered. “The Devil of the Underworld.” He bowed his head slightly, a mockery of courtly manners. “Dante Moretti. Though most only whisper my name.” Her heart pounded. Dante Moretti wasn’t just a crime lord—he was a myth. A monster in a designer suit. A man with more blood on his hands than the war itself. Rumors said he didn’t age, didn’t bleed, didn’t sleep. That he struck deals in shadows, and those who betrayed him were never found again. Or if they were, it was in pieces.

Bonding with her once again felt so strange but was the perfect thing to do and the perfect thing to feel. Lora didn't flinch or whimper as there was no sign of fear in her while Adolph approached us even faster. Rather than scurrying away in fear, she stood on her ground as she made her feet solid on the floor and refused to be submissive no matter how tough Adolph's aura was. The devil was finally only inches away from us as he looked at us straight in the eyes with his teeth clenching. He growled In anger but Lora didn't feel intimidated as she looked him back in the eyes.

Caspian's expression relaxed a little, as if he had thought of something. "What?" The Silver-armored Devil widened his eyes and then became furious. "You want to refine me into a puppet?" "What else do you think?" Caspian thought for a moment, then took out six storage pouches and put the body of the Silver-armored Devil into them. Each storage pouch contained a separate void. In this case, he was not afraid that the Silver-armored Devil would recover. However, just as he put the Silver-armored Devil's head into his storage pouch, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the Silver-armored Devil’s face. "Do you really think you can get out of here after entering the underground Devil City?"

Clenching my fist I looked up and I was correct. "I saw you checking me out." Raphael said as he scanned my body. I sucked in a breath and spoke up. "I know who you are." I said hoarsely. "Took you a while to figure out Miss. Lebedev." He replied. "How is your father?" He smirked. "Stay the fuck away or I'll-" "Kill me." "Inform your father the 'devil'." "You'll do what red?" He said with a bored tone. Red?

Then they slowly stood up 1 by 1! "Who are you?" The leader of the devil's asked in pain. This devil had two longhorns. He differed from the rest because of the horns. "Who?" Butt said. Then he widened his wings. "Ah!" The devils were taken aback! "G-God!" "A God!" "God!" "God!" "God!" The devils were taken aback! A God showed up! "We are sorry to God!" "God!" "God!" "God!"

Suddenly, the goat-headed devil is in pain and grabs his tail. “DAMN YOU! HUMAN BRAT! EEEAAHHH” The devil’s claws suddenly became longer. The goat-headed devil is starting to get frustrated and attack Abelard with his claws wildly. Abelard does not lose, his sword dance gracefully. The Devil’s hooves and Abelard’s sword collide with each other.

This time, he chose to make a detour and walk up to it from behind. When he was ten feet away from the shrub, the Great Devil suddenly barked, "I said to get lost! Didn't you hear me?" Xiao Chen was startled. Then, the cries of "Koo-chee" resounded. The Koo-chee beast ran up to the devil and kept pulling shadow-punches in an attempt to provoke the man. The Great Devil bellowed, "You're seeking death!" A formidable force hit the beast. "Koo-chee!" the creature cried as it was sent flying like it was as light as cotton candy. When it fell to the floor, it even bounced several times.

A ruthless underworld heir and a disgraced investigative journalist are forced into a fake engagement that ignites a dangerous, all-consuming passion. Their love is tested by betrayal, power struggles, and a conspiracy that threatens to destroy them both.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!