Novel & Cerita Devil Fruit Randomizer

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

She hears the sound of footsteps clicking against the hard ground and halts just in front of her. “God hell, this looks a mess. Get her out of here before I throw up.” Laurel struggles to open her eyes from where she lays. She catches a glimpse of the woman in a blood red long sleeve blouse and black skirt. Laurel closes her eyes again as she blacks out. “Miss Brown, I have a proposal for you.” “I want to see Jeremy,” Laurel mutters. “You will, once you agree to what will tell you. No harm has been done to him.” “How do I know you are not lying.”

Now she regretted not listening to him. Ding. Her phone lit up with a notification that read: [Gorgeous ladies in their twenties earning five million per month from live-streaming.] In the President’s office of Platinum Corporation, Darryl let out a long sigh of relief as he put down the “Infinite Elixir Manual” he was reading. He was bubbling with excitement! A few days ago, Darryl got hold of ten or so Monk’s Blood Fruit during the trip. As he read the manual, Darryl realized that he could refine two types of elixir pills using the fruits he had. He was unsure which pill to refine.

Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

Now, only one man could make her cry and sadly, he had left her in the arms of this monster after revealing an earth-shattering news to her and in that moment, she wondered if she would ever forgive him in this lifetime. Andrew grabbed her forcefully on the chin and snickered on her face, “who, El Diablo?” he cackled so loudly that Ava was reminded of her dream early that morning, “don’t tell me our dear Ava has taken a liking to The Devil?” he laughed some more, “I’m sorry love, but you see him? He is as good as gone. You would be happy to know that you are not and would not be the first or last woman he has or would deliver to me. Sweetheart, he has taken his money and he is gone, be sure

When the right time comes, this person strikes successfully, dethroning the Evil and takes its place, becoming the ultimate devil- a demon who won against the Evil that created him. Fortunately, only one such trickster rises from the horde of darkness in a long time, preventing the doomsday of the entire system. It solely depends on the devil how he turns the table or how he rules the world. He thinks to either continue poisoning humanity or eliminate the parasites that could overthrow him someday. A person without a heart is a monster and a heartless person only awakes when they have nothing to lose.

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.

I got my answer already. It was there—in the way he looked at me. “I wouldn't call you into my chamber to stare at you, can I? You have been called because I need you to do something. Are you done with my meal or do you need an extra hour to complete the cooking?” The Alpha was on his feet, he walked to the closet and snatched a towel. “I am done with making your meal.” “Good. I'll need you to go pluck some fruits, and don't even think of plucking them from other trees. The ones I want to eat are from my special tree and no other. Oranges and some apples would do.”

He gently showed that away. "You know," he said, his voice low and seductive, "I'd much rather taste another kind of berry." Hema raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Is that so?" Zayden nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "It's a berry that, once tasted, will make you remember me all day."

Juliet’s POV Walking towards the stage, I took a deep breath. The shining bulbs, the music playing, the chattering, and the glamour surrounded me. The eyes of lustful men traced my every move, their gazes running over my body. “Come on, Juliet!” Daphne's excited call snapped me out of my trance. I sighed, grabbing the pole as I lifted my weight, swirling around it, my body syncing with the music. The men approached the stage, tossing money at me. Seeing the pile of cash, I pushed harder, stripping more, following the beats. One hand guided me on the pole while the other traced down my exposed legs, moving rhythmically. I bit my tongue, twisting and turning, doing everything I could.