Devil May Cry Crossover Novels & Stories

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

Everything was unexpected, the way this night turned into, the fact that he was one of the Alumna of my University. Liam happened, never did I expect that he'll return to my life and him, The Devil; Victor Amuso was standing in front of me. "What are you plan-nning to do?" I stuttered, crouching myself in the back seat and his eyes looking at me like a lion looking at his prey, His gaze travelled from my face to my neck and my legs stopping at my mid thigh; I followed his gaze and he was looking at my bare legs.

I almost cried thinking of what he can do to my family I was scared cause I know what exactly he was capable of. I released myself Infront of the devil exposing my body look at your nipples so pink so hard mmmm come on spread your legs so I can see your juice pink tight virgin pussy. I slowly spread my legs wide to show him my forbidden place but he's not satisfied so he spread my legs wider. I gave the devil what he wanted he started to stroke his dick looking at my pussy,looking at his massive dick I got scared and turn my face away he is going to hurt me alot He wiped my tears gently I don't understand him one time he is rough and another time he is gentle he has this worried expression f

Darkness pressed in from every side. Screams tore through it; raw, desperate, inhuman. A woman’s voice rose above the chaos, shaking with terror. “There… there she is. Kill her. Kill her and the baby. They must not survive.” Shadows rippled. Something stepped forward; massive, horned, wrong. A demon. Its claws glinted like obsidian blades as it reached for the pregnant woman. “No—please—” The plea ended in a wet, sickening sound as the demon tore her open. Blood spilled like a river. A cry pierced the air; thin, fragile, defiant. The demon leaned close, its breath cold as winter.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

With my fingers, I thrusted into my pussy and stroked gently with a moan. It felt good, and soon, I was immersed in pleasuring myself. Just then, my eyes caught sight of the door knob turning. My eyes widened. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't as I haven't reached an orgasm yet. The door opened and my heart began to thud heavily when I saw a glimpse of black pants which I could swear I saw Dante wearing. Suddenly, I could see him standing by the door, his glare immediately shifting to an almost soft expression. His lips twitched when he saw me in a very compromising situation, with my legs still widely opened.

I knew that he and my father didn't have the same mom, their father married a new wife after my father's mom left them, she didn't want to get involved with the Mafia business, so she left and then he married Dooms mother, which is why he was so young but I doubt my father wanted what belongs to him. "You are lying..." "I’m not." He said. "It’s called the Egg of Alcaron, it contains the life force of immortality but it can only be activated when broken by a bloodline, a member of the Castillo family. I begged your father to do it for me, I begged." He looked down, and for the first time ever, I saw a flicker of vulnerability ghosting across his features.

His wings were out, the deep navy of them contrasting with his olive skin and light hair. Devon had stationed himself behind me, far behind, aiming at and taking out many Nephilim before I could even get my hands on them. As soon as one was identified as a threat he was on it. Which is why when I didn’t notice this guy getting shot I turned around quickly to check on him. A Nephilim had Devon in his grip, his big hand around his throat as he dangled there. No, No! I screamed in my head as I bolted toward him, leaving the giant Nephilim behind and no doubt a little confused. As I watched Devon’s feet thrash and kick, his hands desperately trying to pull off the Nephilims hand as his face turn

Kylie pulls her hand from my grip, flustered, throwing a dirty glare at Lyla. “Nah, what's the fun in that? Go on, tiger, pounce on me. But remember, you run that dirty little mouth of yours, and I'll show you exactly how foul I can be.” Lyla glowered. I go up to my locker and pull the things out that I require. I just want to get out of this hallway as soon as possible. I don't want them hurting Kylie or anyone else for that matter. Suddenly, I hear heavy breathing behind me. I turn around to find that it's Devon. Devon is known for organizing rave parties at his farmhouse often. It is rumored that he drugs girls and sleeps with them. He stands uncomfortably close to me, hovering all over m

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.