Dante From The Devil May Cry Series Novels & Stories

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!

Valerie replied. "What about the whole hanging out with Dracaryx? After all he did to you, I thought he would be the last person you would hang out with" Dante remarked. "he is not that bad okay besides I told you he is like my vampire father, I hang out with him so he can teach me stuff about the whole vampire thingy" Valerie told him. "So the fact that you are sleeping with him means you are committing some kind of vampire incest thing right?" Dante asked.

Alpha Dante and his relentless pack members had cornered me, their eyes reflecting a mixture of anger, disappointment, and the steely determination to see justice served. Alpha Dante's imposing figure cast a long shadow over me, his gaze piercing through my soul. "Danciana," he said, his voice commanding and filled with a potent blend of authority and sorrow, "you cannot evade the consequences of your actions. You have brought shame to our pack and inflicted harm upon my own daughter."

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.

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”

Dante, on the other hand, used his father's last name, knowing it would open doors for him in the world of architecture. A year had passed since they discovered Shelsy's betrayal. Dante became promiscuous, a complete playboy. His character hadn't changed; he was still the same prankster as always. However, women no longer held any value for him. He believed they were only good for two things: the bedroom and causing trouble.

Dante was beaming, dressed in a fine suit as he stood at an award ceremony. It seemed as if it was for an Italian wine company. Dante owned that legal company? Matthias had thought he only did illegal shit. Scrolling through the web, he couldn't find much about Dante until he came across a link to his I*******m. Tapping on it, he was brought to an account with five million followers. In every photo of Dante, he looked like perfection, gorgeous as sin. He was the true definition of a devil in a suit. If Matthias hadn't seen him kill, he wouldn't have believed it.

"You're acting like I locked you in with the devil." "Yes, you did!" I shot back. I knew I was exaggerating, but for real, she did lock me in with the devil. Dante is the devil. "Do you know what he did? He is so infuriating!" Vittoria burst out laughing, as if the moment were funny.

Alex asks to switch the attention away from him. "I'm a daddy as you can see," I say pointing toward my sleeping baby in my arms. "I'm a Dom, hardcore BDSM but I do love a bit of a fight," Dante says and lick his lips. Making Alex blush again. "I'm a Dom, I'm nice unlike some people," she says eyeing Dante "Don't believe her" Dante says laughing "when she wants she can be a creature of hell" "You guys together?" he ask Dante and Ellie and things just got a lot better.

The heavy iron door of the basement was suddenly blown off its hinges with a blinding flash of light and a deafening roar of tearing metal. Smoke and dust poured into the room. Through the hazy red glow, a tall, terrifying shadow stepped into the doorway. Dante. His black shirt was torn, soaked through with dark crimson blood from his bleeding side. He held a heavy tactical rifle in his right hand, his face splattered with fresh blood, his golden eyes blazing with an unhinged, lethal fury that looked entirely inhuman. Behind him, the corridor was quiet—lined only with the fallen bodies of Costa’s outer guards.