Dark Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

“I can do that, as impossible is out from the picture and in my very own dictionary. I’ll help you as I will accompany you. I’ll be your key to open the forbidden doors that you shouldn’t be as it is your greatest sin and taboo. But I will have my way as I will see everything that I wanted to see and keep my secret as the bargain from the end of this. So, do we have a deal?” A devil that he is, as the shard soul of the original him that he becomes is corrupted with the darkness, unlike the others. She smiles as she agrees, anticipating such a thing, but she doesn’t have any objection or anything in between. Wherein her word echoes. “Deal.” Satisfied and more than, Arius waves his scythe all

Good luck God/Goddess David shudders a bit when he remembers Goddess’ beautiful and perfect form. His body might not be able to take looking at her for even half a minute. The introduction fades and David finds himself staring at an empty blank page. Okay…. To use this, I have to… David looks around and he finds a purple-ish fruit with three elongated tubes popping out from it. The tubes seem to pulsate, absorbing the air around it, hoping for some poor and unsuspecting flies to get captured.

In a flash, the power of the ape's body increased by 20 to 30 percent! That was one of the innate magical powers of the Baleful Devil White Ape. After a slight shock, Ding Hao instantly became wild with joy. With its innate magical power, the Zhuhuai could control the wind, rain, lightning, and the stars in a kilometer-long domain. The innate magical power of the Baleful Devil White Ape was known as the Devil Devouring, and the violent and fierce Qi could devour the vitality of all living creatures within a hundred meters, turning it into its own power.

Asking Heaven let out a shout and raised his palm, "Grievance and Hate, Love and Separation, Seek and Seek - Five! Yum! Blaze! Sheng!" With the last "Sheng" word sound fell, in an instant, the wind and clouds changed, the world lost color, only to see a ten-mile radius, all were a monstrous devil flame shrouded, as if this moment, in all directions, there are horrible sound of the devil whistling.

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

I asked peering at him, he scrunched up his nose in what seems like boredom. " You will gain the power to possess someone, and you could even possess your body. " ____ I stared at the boys sleeping peacefully, one was sitting on the bed with his legs down on his friends head the other one was lying face down on the floor while his friend was using him as footmat. Damian's grandpa asked me to go back to the boys again and here I am sat in one room with two hot guy's, that can't see me, they don't even know if I exists.

She asked perplexedly, “Why are you looking for a fruit?” Thomas explained, “The fruit I'm looking for is the Sacred Fire Fig, and it only grows near volcanoes. The fruit contains Hot Energy. An ordinary person’s body will burn from within after consumption and die almost instantly. However, martial artists can consume it and convert the energy into True Yang Energy.” “I can’t go any further.” Thea stopped and could not be bothered to maintain her image. She simply sat down on the ground and fanned her face. Thomas also stopped.

"Or maybe it was the drunk truck driver, bitter at women ever since he got fired and divorced." My blood ran cold, and I couldn't draw enough air into my lungs. Santiago's eyes had gone pitch black, and for the first time in my life, I could see a monster when I looked at him. I began to fight, kicking and screaming and clawing at him. My fists made contact with his face and his sides. He rolled away from me before my knee could connect with his groin. I climbed to my feet and started to run again, pulling out my phone to dial Paul.

“Give me everything, little moon. Ruin me.” She laughed—low, filthy, triumphant—and rolled her hips in a slow, grinding circle that dragged my swollen knot against her rim from the inside. The sensation was pure torture; pleasure so sharp it bordered on pain. The Devil Alpha—three-hundred-and-fifty-year-old firstborn of Lucifer himself—was getting thoroughly, shamelessly fucked by his Luna.