Devil Crown Novels & Stories

I greeted him and kissed him. "Thank you!" he thanked "Oh! By the way, let me introduce you to someone," he said, my brows furrowed. He stood up and I followed him with my gaze, my chest throbbed when I saw the man he was talking to. "Devi!" I was slightly surprised when Shaun mentioned my name "This is Alex, my friend." Shaun said and gave me a sly grin. Dang! I didn't think that he was the guy who crashed my car and was with Tim in the picture. Why did I just realize it now?! My God! Devi!

Devora was a cold assassin in ancient times, She was always thirsty to kill enemies whenever she and Anna were on a mission, Her puffy eyes and face that had no reaction while killing was her trademark, to their lucky opponents who survived. Jin trembled, "What? She can't do that!" Jin immediately chase Devora and stop her. Jin thought that there might be a bigger problem when the number of the Crow Ax gang is reduced, the demons will soon arrive and the outcome will definitely not be good when the Crow ax gang is offended, due to the death of their disciples. In a blink of an eye, Jin went to Devora's place and immediately grabbed Devora's hands tightly. However, Devora was much stronger th

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

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.

"I fucking hate you" He didn't even seem fazed by my little outburst. Just stared at me like I was boring. "I haven't even started Matilda, you can't break already, that would be fucking boring" I was starting to realize why they called him the devil. His eyes spoke of torture and for the first time, I was truly scared of what he might do to me. A notification cut through the silence. His phone. He glanced at it once. Then his expression shifted slightly. Not emotionally, Just focused now.

Because it just dawned on me that this is not my innocent Catalina. Maybe at one point, she was the woman I'd imagined her to be but not anymore. For someone to be so at ease with a dead body beneath them means this isn't their first, second, or even third time to kill. She's done it before. A part of her even enjoys doing it. This is who she is. She's the she-devil.

What made me quite surprised was his head and height. The devil in my imagination is an all-red or fiery figure with a shaved head and two small horns, and a huge and very tall man. However, this devil in front of me is not bald, but has long hair like genderuwo hair in usual. Even though he was still what I imagined, that is, he was blazing, but he was neither very tall nor very large. The devil's height and body size are roughly the same as basketball players. Reksa the devil tried to approach me one step, two steps; but that much I took a step back. There was a fear that I was holding on to and a feeling that I should not get anywhere near this one creature.

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…