Devil May Cry 5: Visions Of V Novels & Stories

“Then I'll make sure you never get to taste anyone ever again!” In a swift motion, Vernon sliced his lips, the pink flesh fell to the floor, his blood painting the knife and floor, tears rolling down his eyes but Vernon wasn't done, he reached for Cameron's d**k and immediately sliced it off, the long piece of flesh falling to the floor. Cameron tried to scream but it was too late, he was rendered—Dickless.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

"Sir, she’s still recovering. You can’t just..." Dante didn’t even flinch, he just stared at her with that ice-cold gaze that could make grown men piss themselves. "And who’s going to stop me?" The nurse opened her mouth to say something, then shut it. He smirked. "That’s what I thought." He nodded to one of the men behind him, his right-hand man, Victor. He stepped forward and handed the nurse a thick bundle of cash then Dante leaned in, his voice low and murderous.

I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil. I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.

Six pairs of eyes were glued over the bed where she laid. The doctor made the final check-ups. Crystal was all cleaned up and bandaged. She was still lying on her stomach over the soft mattress of Valentine’s sheet where no woman ever slept before. Lola was sitting on her right and Valerie stood behind the old woman with a heavy heart. Her eyes never loosed the moisture once. A muscular yet comforting hand of Harman was wrapped around her shoulder. He looked equally distraught. Victor and Alberto were standing at the corner of the room, eyeing the doctor like a hawk making him uncomfortable. There was no sign of Valentine and it didn’t affect them at all. None of them know how the mind of th

Color drained from their faces. Like me. Tears slipped down my cheeks. Licking my skin. Scorching it. The pain crawled deeper, burning through my chest. No sound. Only fear, sinking its claws in. I stood there, bleeding in silence. The devil sighed, secured his arm around my waist once again. "What do they say, Vahiue, 'If you sit by the river long enough, you'll watch the bodies of your enemies float by.'" I shit my eyes as his blade tapped the side of my waist before he let go of me and I fell on my knees. "Except I'm not the waiting type. I prefer a more... proactive approach."

♧RIO POV♧ I'm thinking about my sister pain and slept I dont know when I slept but when I opened my eyes I'm in a cage and everything is dark what the hell who dared to cage me did I died and reborn somewhere else no no where I'm struck I started shouting "viri, viri devil, devil, you there" no reply came what happened to her did someone hurted my sister no the only family I have now is she only I will protect her at any cost

He turned into a Devil version of him and you can say he is sexy. It turned me on. "Go on baby", he was top of me. His hand is supporting him not to fall on me. His other hand catched my hands and pinned above my head. Lubb Dubb! Lubb Dubb! Lubb Dubb! Can you stop beating like hell my heart? At least change the rythm of yours. His eyes looked beautiful but the feeling of worry, angry is circling in it. I messed up. He left my hand and hold my chin.

Where did they go? I walked over to the cr. I thought of using cr first because I was already urinating before I could look for them. I was close to the cr when I suddenly stopped walking. A vision of a woman hung herself inside the prison's cr suddenly entered my mind. It was a quick vision so I didn't clearly saw the face of that woman. But I have a hunch that the woman I just saw from my sudden vision is no other Nana Violy. She is the only woman I know who is in jail and no one else.

Moreover her hair was tough black and hands were fully tattooed with strange pictures. Other than this her eyes was no more doe-eyed like an innocent one but it was a beady black, shiny, impenetrable obsidian eyes. The most terrifying feature of her was the tattoed figure of a boy face in her neck. That tattoed face had some similarity with our cute little Abigal's face. "Abarat! Abarat! Abarat. Come here", she roared more loudly like a exquisitely horrid witch. While roaring the tattoed face on her neck was exposing and one can clearly say it was Abigal's face.