Devil Fruit Powers Novels & Stories

The sinister aura was so overwhelming that even the serpent was stunned. Controlling the Soul Devouring Sword, Adrian could sense its newfound power. It had clearly grown stronger after absorbing the essence of the fearsome beast from earlier. The sword’s current strength was on a completely different level. The Soul Devouring Sword was indeed strange as it could autonomously consume the blood and flesh of others. Yet, under Adrian’s control, it was as obedient as a docile pet, showing no resistance whatsoever.

“If you think I regret it, you’re wrong. I’ll kill anyone who takes her from me. Anyone.” There was silence for a moment. Then Mia’s voice dropped to a chilling whisper. “You want her?” She let out a shaky laugh. “Fine. I’ll give her to you, Zayden. But only when I put a bullet through her skull… right in front of you.” Zayden’s blood turned to ice. “What did you just say?” “You heard me.” Her tone was deadly calm. “I have the power now. Father gave me everything when you stayed away from us. His empire. His men. His reach.”

After I shouted to choose Matteo, my mother, Sofia, looked down at me in shock. "Lia, what are you talking about?! You just told me yesterday that Vincenzo treats you the best. Why are you choosing Matteo now?" Matteo had a terrible reputation among the Families. Everyone said he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, with enough blood on his hands to stain the entire river red. I used to hide whenever I saw him, crying and begging my mother to hold me. But they would never know that in my last life, the terrifying Diavolo Sanguinario was the only one who avenged my mother and me.

But that didn’t mean the decision was easy. He walked toward the edge of the terrace again. His hands rested lightly against the glass railing as he looked down at the city far below. When he spoke again, his voice was quieter. “When I was twelve years old…” Dominic and I remained silent. “…my father told me something about power.” The wind moved gently across the terrace. “He said power wasn’t about wealth or influence.” Vaelor’s eyes remained fixed on the city. “He said power was the ability to decide what kind of world you wanted to live in.”

he said in a mocking tone as he bowed dramatically. “This ends here Syrus. I figured out your plan. You need me. You seem to forget without me you are no more than a worthless human. I am the one in control, I have the power!” I could feel the power surging within me When I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror I noticed my eyes were solid black. A slow grin spread across my face.

She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her. Her legs felt like jellies and she almost crawled to the bed and sat down on it, she placed her hand on her chest one more time and closed her eyes, God, I’m alive, I am really alive, she thought as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears blurred her vision. Her father was the scariest men she had ever seen and she hated seeing him angry but this man, the man she just saw? She would gladly watch her father angry a million times than have another scene with that monster. It was as if his eyes were an empty vacuum, no, bottomless pit of he

“Don’t let him control you. You’re stronger than this. I believe in you.” Lucifer felt Azalel’s sudden change of aura. Knowing that something went wrong. He waved a hand to dismiss whatever is bothering his sons coming forth. Though it’s already been too late. His son got his head back in order. All because of Muriel’s help. Although he had managed to capture the angel’s human form. His power imprint is still intact. And God probably blessed him with protection that even he can’t break through.” “Bummer.” the devil king uttered. “Let’s do this again some other time. I’m not in the mood anymore.”

I replied. "Yeah, we do eat it but it is just for fun and some of the human food I ate on earth is very sweet.. I just wish I could have even one chance of tasting it back. And just so you don't know our real food as a Demon is human flesh and blood and the Devil beans in hell the same way the Angels eat manners" He replied. "I can stay without eating for as long as possible but I will be growing weaker. "But shockingly, I can command Devil beans from hell because of the strength of my power.. So I do eat everyday, ``he replied.

Jin shouted, trying to solicit the consent of the warriors. Jin was not disappointed. In just a split second after he said the last word, he immediately heard the roaring shouts of thousands of warriors as they agreed to his suggestion. Jin wasted no time, he immediately activated one of Devora's ability where he could control a person's soul by having body contact. Previously, Devora used it to paralyze the opponent's body or kill them completely by destroying their souls. This time, Jin used it as an energy source to increase his strength.

The witch’s spells were relentless, but together, Devon and I matched her at every turn, our powers intertwining in a dazzling display. “Now!” Devon yelled, and I understood immediately. We had to combine our strongest attacks, a coordinated strike that would break her defenses completely. I took a deep breath, feeling my fire simmer, coiling like a living thing ready to leap. Devon’s hands glowed with a kaleidoscope of elemental colors, and as our powers met, the combined force erupted toward Patricia.