Devil Fruit Designs Novels & Stories

PEBBLES' POV Sardines and eggs. That was what the devil's kiss tasted like. His lavishly applied aftershave plagued my nostrils with its putrid, citrusy scent. With his tongue still embedded down my throat, he used his hands to grope my breasts, squeezing and pinching at my bosoms. His dent in his pants pressed painfully against my jeans covered thighs. I thrashed around as a sign of protest to his vulgar behaviour. He let out a deep and malignant chuckle against my lips. “You taste so good. I wonder if you will feel as sweet as you taste?” He withdrew his tongue as he held eye contact. His black pupils swirled in the dim lighting of the small closet. I saw the endless depths of evil and dar

I don't think I will be able to calm down unless I eat my favorite ice cream today. I opened the front door harshly. There are some stupid minions outside. Including Cherry girl. Seeing her boobies now covered with a tube top made me slightly smirk. They immediately sent me a glare while the boys just stared at me. They're probably curious as to why I was able to go out from the stupid dog's office unharmed. I stopped then smirked at them. "Slut." Cherry glared at me and I just crossed my arms. A menacing smile appeared on my lips as I stared at her intently.

DOOM’S POV My shoulder still throbbed like a bastard, but I refused to let it show. I swapped my usual suits for a simple black shirt and a pair of tailored shorts, unbuttoned just enough to tease. It was warm tonight, and Sally liked casual Doom, something about seeing the devil without armor made her smile, maybe because it made her feel closer. The dining room lights were dimmed low, casting a golden warmth across the mahogany table. Candlelight flickered beside the fine china, and soft instrumental jazz hummed from the walls. I had told the staff to stay far away, tonight was ours.

I swipe the lipstick across my mouth in one smooth stroke, meeting her eyes in the reflection of my compact mirror. "It’s like you’re.." "The devil?" I ask, snapping the mirror shut. "Maybe."

He climbed up to the roof of the car effortlessly, "But I have got to commend you for your bravery, Bulan. That's why Bathala ordered people to protect you from me." He sat down with crossed legs, still with the loaded gun in his hand. Bulan is believed to be the deity who lit up the night sky. The brave god of beauty and illumination according to folklore. The dark entity possessing Benitez's body, on the other hand, is the spirit of the Bakunawa. The rumoured colossal sea serpent (sometimes a humungous alligator or reptile) who was mesmerized by its beauty, vowing to devour it.

We have pizza for dinner while they have Sushi, caviar, and other things. I walked up to where Delvin was seated with his friends, I walked with the box of cake in my hand and the friendship bracelet heavy in my pocket, I smiled to myself I am sure he would love his gifts, he has liked everything I have given him till now of course he would like this one.

It’s beautiful, another note falls out as I take out the dress. Get ready, you have a lot of birthdays to celebrate. Your devils x I smile slightly at the dress. A smaller box under it. My fingers slowly and carefully open it to reveal a pair of earrings. A devil, with a daisy inside its mouth. It makes me smile. Getting washed, I consider what today could be.

It was a lovely place and had always been my favorite. "Oh, oh," Alessa's voice brought me back to reality. "Look who's coming over there." We looked through the window; three cars were parking. One was a red Ferrari, another a black Audi, and the last one a gray Homer. Kanael stepped out of the Ferrari, Basael from the black Audi, and, obviously, Afael from the Homer. Great.

“I found these sir.” Drago took the red mask from him and seeing the structure of the mask which he has already been suspecting since seeing it on the cameras; he already knew who it was. After all, the devil never hides himself. He stared back at the cameras and closed his eyes, Ava has broken him, she would prefer to be kidnapped than to be with him, under his protection. From what he just watched, it was obvious she didn’t want to be saved, she wasn’t against the kidnap, the question now is, why?

Suddenly, the goat-headed devil is in pain and grabs his tail. “DAMN YOU! HUMAN BRAT! EEEAAHHH” The devil’s claws suddenly became longer. The goat-headed devil is starting to get frustrated and attack Abelard with his claws wildly. Abelard does not lose, his sword dance gracefully. The Devil’s hooves and Abelard’s sword collide with each other.