Devil Fruits Figure Novels & Stories

“Give me everything, little moon. Ruin me.” She laughed—low, filthy, triumphant—and rolled her hips in a slow, grinding circle that dragged my swollen knot against her rim from the inside. The sensation was pure torture; pleasure so sharp it bordered on pain. The Devil Alpha—three-hundred-and-fifty-year-old firstborn of Lucifer himself—was getting thoroughly, shamelessly fucked by his Luna.

"What do you mean?" "I just mean, you're a formidable businesswoman. I imagine there's quite a lot occupying your mind," he replied. A soft chuckle escaped me. His sense of humor, both humble and perceptive, intrigued me. "So, you're a lover of art?" I asked, turning back to the mesmerizing painting before us. "I'm obsessed," he stated simply. A faint, knowing smile played on my lips. "What's your favorite artwork?." "Devil in a Silhouette by Stéi Fontaine," he said without hesitation.

“Isn’t that right, darling?” All the security I felt was thrown out the window as his cold voice washed over me. I opened my mouth to respond, but Viktor beat me to it. “A human Luna.” He clicked his tongue. “Unusual. The pack will definitely talk.” “The pack can talk all they want.” Luca said, his voice dropping to a dangerous level. “My choice is not up for discussion.” The air shifted around us, as if there was an invisible force. Viktor smiled, forcefully, revealing his sharp teeth. “Of course. My apologies. Welcome to the family, Mrs Moretti.”

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

I asked quietly. Vanessa let out a low sigh and sat back down on the velvet sofa. “Padrino is like fruit spoiled from within,” she said matter-of-factly. “Looks perfect on the outside. Shiny. Enticing. Expensive. But cut it open and it’s all rot.” The image settled unpleasantly in my mind.

It is the word that keeps it going. It is sure it had seen someone for a few seconds. A boy perhaps. It keeps its eyes on the window but no one comes to sight anymore. It walks past a house with its light slightly contributing to that of the moon, a brighter image of the figure is visible. It is human. A girl. Definitely in her late teens. Her eyes are red as flames. Amber. Her gaze is faint and fuzzy like she can only see what is exactly in front of her. Her dress is white, assuming the dirt and unknown substances are cleaned off it. ***

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."

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

For what felt like a skyrocket, a figure shot upward to the sky and stood just a few inches from where Zeus was and was also floating on air. Darkness blazed everywhere, and it became so hideous that made Lucas and Draco fall to their knees but as expected Zeus was the only one left standing. The devil had emerged, and he was just like the replica of Lucas. Same features, but only that the Devil's hair was darker and he had a crest on his forehead. “Hello son.” Luci the devil spoke while facing his back at Lucas. Lucas, who was on his knees, finally felt a little strength surging around him, and he quickly got up.

From time to time, the cocoon would emit rays of light. Through the light, one could see a curled-up figure inside. This human figure was a puppet refined by Caspian based on the body of Valdis Goth, with the addition of ghost road and puppet skills, and the most important source of power, the Devil's Prince. When the time came for it to break out of the cocoon, the puppet would neither appear as Valdis Goth nor as the Devil's Prince. Instead, it would appear in this world with a brand new identity.