Devil Fruit Encyclopedia Book Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

I turned it on, and just after it rebooted, beeps upon beeps popped. “That's a lot of messages,” I thought, going to my inbox. But as I clicked on it, I landed on the devil's profile. “What the fuck?!” A curse slipped out of my mouth when I saw the message I sent to him. I could have sworn I told him to please stop. But from what I saw here– “Please taste me,” I read. “Oh God.” His presence at the yacht completely made sense now.

“It’s delicious! It’s the most delicious egg I have ever tried.” Freya, "..." He ate another. And another. And another! Inner Devil: ‘Oh-ho-ho, buckle up, uterus. We are not sleeping tonight!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘This man is loading his stamina like it’s DLC content!’ Inner Devil: ‘Look at him go! Salt, vinegar, desire!’ Freya also ate some, and indeed she found it good. Strangely delicious.

It was as if the book had formed a face that had no eyes or mouth but dents of them in a sculpture-like figure that indicated they were there. The face smiled at me and the book closed itself. The face popped on the cover of the book and looked at me. The book then floated in the air and eyed from head to toe with a stinky look. "'Who dares open the Gem of Alizon?!"' The words were loud and echoic, pretty dramatic. But I wasn't impressed. "Elliot Vile, the devil of the twentieth century," I answered, getting an immediate reply. "'What does the Devil seek in his Gem?"'

” I read it somewhere,” I added when he narrowed his gaze. “You are not wrong. But do you know how dragons look like?” “I read they look like big snakes.” I said. “Who made Adam and Eve eat the forbidden fruit?” The story of Adam and Eve. I had heard about it even though it was a long time ago. If I remember correctly it was the devil disguised as a snake who made them eat the forbidden fruit.Therefore snakes were associated with the devil or with evil deeds. But I still couldn’t understand what the connection between the dragon and the devil was.

'How does this folk tale relate to the devil who called himself Xaveraq, who happens to be the only devil alive? “I don't know, child, because that's how the tale ends. There is no more mention of the deviless after that. The devil massacred his own clan. And the story ends there, abruptly. It was so very strange because every other tale in the book was completed. This book was a handwritten, extremely rare edition. I tried to find another copy of it in all the other Guilds and libraries, and I only found two of them. And both of them ended the same way,” the Headmistress finishes her tale. “I do not know how this story relates to the devil we are dealing with. I have some thoughts, but all

“You talk a lot.” “You’re so mean.” I pouted before a genius idea popped into my mind. “You know what? We should be best friends because you’re marrying my best friend. We should all be best friends together!” I couldn't contain my excitement and hugged him tightly with a big smile on my face. “Althaia.” The familiar voice of the Devil spoke, making me turn around to look at him. “Oh, look who came over, Tank Man. It’s il Diavolo.” I giggled.

His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs… There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses. He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezing my breasts. Then he slid lower and started playing around my chest with his tongue, and gently biting my nipples. At the same time his hands went down my thighs ripping off my underwear. Then he started to stroke my inner thighs reaching deep inside me with his fingers

"I come bearing gifts." "Gifts?" Adrian wiped his mouth and glanced at Isabelle who looked confused as well. "Here!" He brought forward a book. "What is this?" She collected it and opened it. "A collection of my recipes, personally handwritten for you," he bragged. "Duncan!" Isabelle squealed and hugged him tightly in front of their audience. "You're the best!" Adrian looked around uncomfortably and stood up with a start. "A recipe book is all it takes to make you smile," He glared at Isabelle and then at Duncan. "Unbelievable."