Devil Dice Cuphead Novels & Stories

The blood he stepped in forming foot prints on the road as he moved. He wasn't anything special. A man with scars that disfigured most of his face, leaving him with only one eye, a permanent chip to his top lip that showed a bit of the silver that covered his teeth. He was a tall, well built man with a rebellious history of crime in every country he'd been to. That's why Agustine Verlice chose him. Because there's no one else who'd face off with his demon of a son and win except him. Don Diablo.

The way he checked behind him, just a glance, just a flick of his eyes, to make sure I was still there. He was covered in blood. He had cut off a man's head. He had killed and killed and killed and he had not stopped because stopping meant something might reach me. And then I remembered who he was. The Devil of Vercelli. A man so feared that criminals stepped aside when he walked in. A man with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. A man who had bought me at an auction and called me a ward and told me not to settle into his house.

"You don't want to miss out on our cart of curiosities. We are bringing you rare and unexpected treats, right here and right now!" Two more undead clowns stepped from behind him. Where the fuck do they keep hiding?" The short one with the double head handed Dimitri a cup. He took it and gave it a sniff. His eyes immediately went feral for a second. "WOW! This is the strongest blood I've ever smelt."

The dice didn’t feel quite right. She continued shaking the cup, giving it about thirty vigorous shakes, before finally setting it down with a furrowed brow. Throughout the process, she noticed Preston staring at her with cold eyes, an indifferent gaze that seemed to dismiss her efforts. Feeling a bit deflated, she pouted. Despite the uncommon dice, she still held confidence that the points wouldn't be meager. And sure enough, as the cup was opened, it revealed a resounding “five points.” It was by far the highest number in the room. Delmor’s eyes widened as he carefully examined the points, then burst into applause.

This distracted him just enough for me to go limp and fall to the ground. Cheeto took this moment to grow large extremely fast. His size covered my body creating space between me and the Vampire. Everyone seemed shocked but Delmor, he took advantage of this and overtook the Vampire. With his quick speed and strength, he used his large hands to twist off the head the toothy offender. Cheeto lashed out a talon and scraped the chest of the Vampire causing him to spontaneously combust. Delmor tossed the disconnected head to the floor and with a flick of Cheetos talon that part also combusted. Just as the flames were going out on their own, more people had begun to run into the room. Cheetos size

Serious ones. First, he didn’t believe that Viper would send anyone back to the scene of such a massive clusterfuck so soon. The Road Devils would be on ultra-high-alert right now, and they’d have hidden away their kids and women so completely, they might as well be on another planet. Not many vulnerabilities left at this point, so there was no reason for any of The Hellions to even cross the state line, let alone dare to show their faces in Denver and risk the wrath of Scars Innis and Ice Johansson.

Carlos POV I observed something odd about Cupcake today. I caught her daydreaming a few times, and she lost focus on whatever that she does. Not to mention that she started the day in the office with the injured hand due to accidentally spilled the hot coffee while later it followed by the incident she tripped on the floor and to add on before we leave the office she accidentally hit her head onto the door. I kept observing her without her being aware of it. While I descended from the stairs to the kitchen, I saw her busy cutting the vegetables in the kitchen.

Two weeks before Laurel Brown was taken, twins, chandelle and Camaro had gone out for a walk, still missing till date. A month before the arrival of Laurel Brown, sixteen years of Matilda washed up dead in her Twenties. Sebastian brushes his face of the rising sweat and but it does not answer the question. He recalls the body of Matilda; he recalls the detective in charge of the case was almost certain it had washed up from a total different community or perhaps somewhere even farther than Bushkill. Bushkill was the saints garden the place where crimes are rarely committed and the police force at high alert. They are not.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

Angelica Did I mention I made a deal with the devil? Well, I gave him an inch and now he was asking for a mile. I had an ominous feeling as soon as I heard that eerie tune I had reserved for the secret phone I used to communicate with The Viper. It wasn’t just the fact that The Viper couldn’t be calling me at random that gave me the chill. It was the knowledge that I had been sloppy enough to not turn the phone off after the last call.