Dante Devil May Cry Novels & Stories

Among men, live as one. Ansath. Kell. Ansha-ven. It sounded like a blessing. That was the design. It always sounded like a blessing — that's what made it the cruelest instrument in the house. Mira Carter, standing at the rim in a dead woman's promise, fluent enough now to watch a man unmade in real time without subtitles. Dario understood it too. He was old blood; he'd grown up on the forms. He went to his knees on the sand, and the sound that came out of him had nothing human or wolf in it at all, and he said, "Please—"

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

Just then, a guy with curly hair dressed in a pink suit rushed in with another guy that was badly bruised. Aryan almost choked at the sight. “You look beautiful baby.” Mr. Dhanial said to the already half-dead person. “Forgive me boss, it was not intentional.” The guy pleaded. Aryan felt pity towards him but knew whatever it was, the guy was going to die. Just as he predicted, Mr. Dhanial gave the ruthless orders. “Put him in the grinding machine and sell his blood to Mr. Iglesias from Italy for ten million dollars.”

Arnav wanted his doll safe, it can only happen when shivay come into his sense, coz this shivay was broken, he should make get back the devil in order to save both himself and his Doll A-“Shivay, come to your sense, Anika needs you, come on you need to be stronger, didn’t you look at her eyes which was screaming to save her, how can you lose yourself shivay, gare up, you need to save her, your love your Angel, you can’t act like insane, get up, save her, we’ll find her Shivay, don’t you want to punish those who toucher your love, don’t you want to punish him for laying his hand on her” Shivay stood up with rage, hearing Arnav words, he was right he can’t lose like this, it was his Angle and

I and Dante made a sharp pivot and my gaze fell upon a young handsome man, probably Dante's age, coming towards us. His chestnut brown hair was slick, cascading down the nape of his neck. His brows were full and his eyes carried a shade of ocean blue but I noticed an awful straight scar that was indented next to his left eye. That must have been deep. He was as tall as Dante and he was equally muscular. But overall, he was good looking. His smile was rather infectious too. "Ah Valentine Greco. If I'm the devil then what are you?" Dante asked with a brow slightly raised.

His racing heartbeat told me that he was more than just a little furious right now. “And you are?” Aiden asked, clearly challenging Dante. The man was dumb enough to be speaking to him in such a tone let alone challenging him. Dante was literally three times the man’s size, and needless to say, he didn’t even know that he was a wolf, and even in human form, Dante could easily crush the man’s head in seconds. “The fuck date that knocked her up” Dante said, catching Aiden of guard. Jade’s eyes widened in surprise, and putting a hand on her stomach, she looked between the two of us “Dante D’Angelo”

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

If he wasn't, he would've been shot on the spot moments ago but I couldn't deny that I was irrational when it comes to Sofia because I am. "You're going to cause war with the Scar bloods over a girl, you're the fucking Ace Hernandez, leader of the Reapers, start acting like it" Dante shoved me. I sharply turned my stare to him. I grabbed his arm roughly. "You want to see cruel Dante?" I hissed at him. I grabbed his arm and forced it into my knee, snapping his elbow. I earned a scream from Dante as he dropped to the floor. "You want to see me ignorant Dante?!" I shouted as I held him up by his shirt collard before kicking him on the ground. Dante groaned, coughing uncontrollably from my kick.

A black SUV pulls up, dust billowing around it as it comes to a stop. The door opens, and sure enough, but it’s Dante, his expression grim as he steps out. He’s followed by Axton for some reason. Of course, I fucking forgot Dante is based here. Fuck, that demon did a number on me. “Ah, I think I might like the calvary,” I greet him, my voice a low growl. “Took you long enough, asshole.”

Matteo’s chuckle was wicked “You really love him that much, don’t you? You’re so blindly loyal you’re willing to give yourself to his half brother for his freedom” “What the hell do you want Matteo?” I said “You wanted me, I’m here. What else?” “Dante doesn’t deserve you” he said again, blowing cigarette smoke out the window. “And you do?” “I’m the lesser devil” he blew out smoke again from his mouth and flicked the cigarette away. He pulled away from the window and took slow steps towards me – I held my breath. His hands found my waist, pulling me towards him so I could smell his raunchy cologne, so different from Dante’s and his cologne smelled exactly like him – like Matteo. He looked int