Custom Devil Fruits Novels & Stories

The actor playing the centipede monster was no longer moving. “Who are you?” Graham and the crew turned back around, staring at the green-haired man with frightened eyes. The man chuckled and flipped his palm over to reveal a jade-green dagger, a tool that looked like it came out of a game. Blood was still dripping from the blade. He spoke in a peculiar accent, “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Emerald Devil, placed number fourteen in the world’s assassin’s ranking.” After that, Emerald Devil directed an infatuated gaze to Snow, speaking in a tone laced with excitement and longing, “Who knew that the little bunny with a bounty of eighteen billion dollars on the dark web was so pretty

“And say it like you mean it, or I’ll skin the lot of you.” We dropped to our knees in unison, foreheads pressed to the wet stone. The words were carved into every slave’s tongue the first night. “Oh hail Alpha Devil Vuk, firstborn of Lucifer and Selene, flame-crowned king of the North. May your enemies bleed. May your seed be endless. May your wrath be eternal. We are nothing. You are all.” My lips moved, but no sound came. I couldn’t breathe the words anymore. Not when every syllable tasted like damnation.

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.

She sat at her desk, filing her nails. "You guessed right," I replied, resting my elbows on the table. "What's the urgency?" Alessa stopped filing her nails and looked at me attentively. "I found out their names," she said. I raised my eyebrows, wondering how she figured it out so quickly. She continued when she saw my confusion. "The new boys, the blond one is called Basael, the redhead is Kanael, and the dark-haired one is Afael. Isn't it weird? Everything ends with 'ael.'"

On it grew fruits shaped like dolls, exactly one per person. Moreover, these fruits had continuously absorbed the souls and power of the dead giants. They could see five-colored brilliance gathering from all around. After absorbing everything, the fruits began to ripen, visibly growing larger until they looked ready to fall. Helena's group moved quickly and caught them. The fragrance they emitted made them unable to suppress their desire to consume them. Barry, as a visitor from the First Heaven with extensive knowledge, hesitated even after obtaining the fruit. It was only a while later that he said this was called a Pseudo Path Fruit. It formed when heaven and earth revived, condensing fro

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

And she said earlier that she's their future Luna, huh? "Morgan." The Dog called me but I didn't flinched nor looked ar him. I continued to send dead cold glare to the girl that I'll probably list out as my most hated creature in this place. She seconds their Alpha Dog. The girl, Cherry-Shit, faked a scared face as she slwoly walk towards their Alpha Dog. I gritted my teethe when I saw how she held his arm. And I do think a laser would come out from my eyed as I saw how her boobs touched his arm! She was doing it on purpose!

“You think I’d like to be associated with such a nasty demon?” “Nasty demon?” Cloud demons hated being cursed, because they believed they were perfect. “You may look good on the outside but you're still a demon.” My voice lowered to a whisper. “A gruesomely disgusting demon feasting off souls just to maintain her fake looks!” I spat. Angered, she rushed to me, aiming the knife at my tattoo but I held her in place with my powers. The blade cut through my palm, dropping blood to the floor and the pain made me fling her across the room.

I blushed, ducking my head. I felt another pair of eyes on me. They belonged to the hulking man seated beside Alpha Enzo. I had never seen him before. I shivered as his cold, calculating eyes bore into me. I broke the eye contact, feeling shivers all over my body. If my guess was right, then that was definitely the Devil Alpha.

I quickly looked down and shut my eyes in fear. All of a sudden, I felt a soft grip on my chin. Zachary slowly lifted my chin with his index finger. I looked at him in fear and nervousness but he smiled and stared at me softly. “You think I am a beast, don’t you? You have been told that we Devils are vicious scourges with no heart. We love to kill and find immense pleasure in others’ pain. We love to torture poor and innocent people. You’ll find it funny and hard to believe how can such barbarous demons fell in love with Angels against whom we only have a feeling of rancor. Isn’t it Moon Princess?“, he said, his voice was deep.