Devil Fruit List Novels & Stories

“they are getting ready for the full moon festival. You.. and you’re not ready yet...” “Darius what fruit do you like more? Apples or oranges?” The young blond vampires seem even more confused by this question. “I like coconuts... they grow everywhere, they are tasty and they have fresh water inside. It’s refreshing. It’s the only thing can actually drink except blood even though I end up puking it out too. it’s an enjoyable thing,” Nicolai glanced at him with a dull stare. “Apples or oranges.” “I have not tried either of them. But I guess apples.” He nodded towards them.

Under different circumstances, the juice would have easily been mistaken for dried blood. Aurora smiled, revealing her purple teeth. "It is actually delicious, like if a peach and a grape made a baby." She spoke with her mouth full, and the words came out slushy. "Thank you for that visual…" Devrim rolled his eyes upward, but took a berry off of the bush for himself. He took a tentative bite. The fruit was sweet and was just as Aurora had described. He took another bite and the juicy purple ball began to drip. Aurora giggled. "What's so funny?" Devrim asked.

"If you don't believe I can drink the juice in front of you. It's just that my lady doesn't like apple juice, I really like orange juice." Feby totally ignores this, it's up to what the employee says, what Feby wants to do is go to her room immediately. "Miss..., Miss was peeking at Mr. Denny and Miss Jenny, huh?" Suddenly Jeremy's words immediately made Feby stop her footsteps. These words quickly flicked the woman's mind. "Just drink the juice, okay, I'll do it," said Feby briefly. No expression could be seen on the woman's face, there was only a necessity. Meanwhile Jeremy only grinned slightly. It turned out that everything was as easy as he thought.

He's the kind you run away from. If only my hormones would listen. A little bit of late night research yesterday showed me that Leone is the scariest thing to ever exist in this city. But what is even scarier than that? Nursing an unexplainable and worrying amount of chemistry with a man popularly known as "the Devil" by the criminal underworld. And for good reason too. He is as ruthless as they come, with a penchant for perfection that shows in all his assassinations, sporting a huge amount of political influence as a mafia boss that is crazy to begin to contemplate, as well as the kind of good looks to make any woman want to sin. Badly.

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

“Or you might regret having to know who you are talking to. Leave Orith alone, or you’ll have all your worst nightmares become your reality.” “We’re not afraid of you.” the other member started acting tough. “Oh?” After Axel uttered that word. His skin began to shed in front of the adolescents. Screams are heard all over the block. But no one came to their rescue. As the devil turned back to his human form and left the scene. The gang was either left unconscious or stunned to the point that they can’t even speak. And if they do, they can only say one word. The Devil has come.

Only one way to be sure. Warren had found old articles dating back a hundred years or so. There were few that said that you could kill a vampire by driving a stake through their heart. A stake made from the wood of an old, rare tree. He had done some research and came up with three possibilities, a tree called St. Helena Gumwood, and a tree called Dragon Blood Tree, and the last called Agarwood. They had a plan to get pieces of wood from all three trees. Unfortunately, they were all rare trees, so getting pieces from them was going to be difficult. Warren said that he had a way to get them, so he had left to go get what they needed.

Falvio currently had combat classes so he couldn't keep me company and Sienna was out for garden tools since there was a green house out in the backyard. Now that I think about it I haven't been to the back yard. A smile crept onto my lips when I realized what I would explore next. A hand of homemade fresh strawberry daiquiri rested in my left hand made by one of the workers, Gloria. As far as I know she makes the best cocktails I wouldn't be surprised if she used to work from a bar. Since it was raining earlier it was cooler outside. The sun was shining but it was a bit cloudy and windy. As I stepped out the smell of wet grass and wood filtered my nostrils.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.