Darkness Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

Her sisters cried in joy while hugging her. The scene pissed off Samael and heard what Alice said to her sisters. He didn’t believe that Alice could break the curse of his sons because only him can. He let out a devilish laugh and said, “BWAHAHAHA! THIS IS YOUR END, SEXTUPLETS!” All the dark energy he absorbed entered inside him and he created a new type of gigantic monster—a devil monster in slime form with two horns as it releases a poisonous smoke. It’s a dark purple, it’s so enormous and poisonous upon breathing the smoke it releases.

Dark Matter was crucial for Dark Beings’ cultivation. “There’s an abundance of Dark Matter.” A few of the Lord marveled. Swoosh! Suddenly, a purple light burst out ahead of them. Everyone looked toward the light and saw a small, purple tree. The tree had a purple fruit that emitted magical power. “That’s a Macrocosm Fruit.” One of the Lords instantly flashed toward the small tree, uprooted it, and stored it in his storage without hesitation. However, when he uprooted the small tree, a black light emerged from the ground and swept toward him.

He clips a longer leash to my collar and yanks me outside into the freezing night. A sleek black carriage waits, pulled by six white wolves the size of horses. He shoves me inside, climbs in after, and we ride through snow and moonlight until the fortress rises ahead of us like a mountain carved from obsidian and nightmares. The Northern Dominion. The Alpha Devil’s house. The second the gates open, something inside me fractures. His scent slams into me—wildfire, midnight snow, raw power. It floods my lungs, sinks into my blood, pools hot and shameful between my thighs. My wolf—drugged silent for weeks—stirs with a violent jerk that makes me gasp out loud.

But today is different, the red aura is like a fire, carrying the power to burn everything, like a dooms fire ignited by anger and resentment, and seems to be able to brighten and illuminate every dark corner of this world. The two faced each other not long before the shadow fell to the ground, turning into a Shadow Demon. The Shadow Demon saw his black cloak burned, looked unbearably pathetic, and immediately threw it away. This is the first time Palomas Blancas has seen his true form, then the appearance of the Dark Devil is not ugly, he has a very masculine, attractive face, clear angles, eyebrows like two swords, and a pair of eyes like two-thousand-year-old still lakes. The flaming aura

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Summer's POV She stared at the gruesome faces covered in blood, their mouths open wailing in agony. They moved towards her as she tried to back away. Behind them the devil himself smiled viciously enjoying the look of pure terror on her face. Try as she might she couldn't back any further as they closed in clawing at her while laughing. Waking with a jolt Summer attempted to catch her breath as her heart hammered in her chest. Her whole body shook from the overwhelming fear she was feeling from the same nightmare she had almost every night.

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.

"The time has come. The full moon ritual shall grant me the powers of Claire. Darkness shall consume this world, and none shall stand in our way." As the ritual neared completion, a malevolent energy filled the chamber, casting an ominous shadow over their triumphant moment. Dante's eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and malevolence, his thirst for power seemingly insatiable. Little did he know that Dakota's relentless pursuit drew nearer with each passing moment. The confrontation between light and darkness, love and power, was about to unfold in a clash that would shape the destiny of the supernatural world.

“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. My eyes widened and a cold shiver ran down my spine hearing his deep spooky voice. His eyes all of a sudden turned to the darkest shade of black and the softness and love in them dissolved into that dark abyss. My heart jumped in fear and I immediately tried to back away from him but he was