Devil May Cry Dante Novels & Stories

"The towers, the bridges... people are calling you a devil." Dante let out a jagged, broken laugh that sounded more like a sob. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, not in a kiss, but in a desperate, starving inhalation. "Let them call me what they want," he muttered against her mouth. "A devil for a saint. A monster for a miracle. If she breathes somewhere in this city, I will tear the skyline apart until I hear it. I have no more mercy, Ivy. I traded it all for the coordinates to this room."

she spat, even as her nipples hardened against the thin fabric of her dress. That was the final straw. Dante ripped the straps of her dress down in one violent motion, exposing her breasts. Before she could protest, he bent down and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth, biting down just enough to make her cry out. His hand shoved between her thighs, fingers pushing her soaked panties aside and plunging two thick digits deep into her tight heat. “Still so fucking wet,” he snarled, pumping his fingers roughly. “Trapped with the Devil’s Son for one day and your virgin pussy is already weeping for me.”

This wasn't the Dante Salvatore who ruled through fear and cold precision. "Is this redemption from the Lord?" I continued, almost to myself now. "Was the nun that pure that her presence drove the demons that worry me away?" Silence. I picked up the glass again, swirling the whiskey. Watching it catch the light. "Il diavolo non merita redenzione, " I murmured. "Ma forse... forse il diavolo ha bisogno di un angelo per ricordargli cosa ha perso." The devil doesn't deserve redemption. But perhaps... perhaps the devil needs an angel to remind him what he's lost.

"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.

Dante was beaming, dressed in a fine suit as he stood at an award ceremony. It seemed as if it was for an Italian wine company. Dante owned that legal company? Matthias had thought he only did illegal shit. Scrolling through the web, he couldn't find much about Dante until he came across a link to his I*******m. Tapping on it, he was brought to an account with five million followers. In every photo of Dante, he looked like perfection, gorgeous as sin. He was the true definition of a devil in a suit. If Matthias hadn't seen him kill, he wouldn't have believed it.

He extended his hand for a dance, The inky blackness night sky, thick clouds blotted out the stars, masked the full moon filling the water with blue light, the colossal wave’s crash onto the tick, wet sand, and the icy and withering wind became a silent spectator of Angel in Devil’s arms, both souls swaying and swirling to the lyrics of Christina Perri- A thousand Years song. S –“Did I tell you how beautiful you looking tonight My Dove”, he whispered in her ears A – Her breathing was rapid due to proximity, “Nope,” she complained in a baby voice with a pout at the end.

Darina screamed with his eyes closed as he try to control the devil inside him. "What is wrong with you please make love to me I have missed your touch" she raised his hand and placed it on her b*obs. "Go Lucy just leave me" he yelled again trying to control himself. "This is not..." She pause in shock when Darian's growl become louder he opened his eyes and her eyes met with his red eyes, which send fear down her spine. "The devil's eyes" she called weakly and with all her strength she pulled away from Darian as she made her way towards the door.

the demon said as he changed, his tale and horn disappearing and now he was now standing as Damien. Julianne was frightened as she quickly put on her clothes. She took to her heels immediately leaving the poor body to slump on the bare floor. _________________ Julianne's point of view " You failed, just one mission and you failed, " the voice have been nagging me since I came back from the nightclub. " I failed, I accept that I failed your mission, I will gladly accept any punishment you have to offer, " what the hell is his problem. " Are you sure you can do that?" The voice said in mockery.

My voice was crying out as Dante faced hs attention to my other aching breast, grazing its pebbled peak with such a desire that seemed to rip through me. Dante was definitely skilled with his tongue. No doubt about that. His hands trailed to my underwear as be began playing with the hem of my panties. Slowly, he pulled down my panties whilst still sucking me. I helped him pull it all the way down, leaving me completely naked before his lustful orbs. "Dio sto sbavando" Dante gave a throaty and husky groan in Italian feeding his eyes on my naked body. My face heated up even more and my pussy throbbed so much as Dante stared at it.

"He is Valentin Rostislav, the ruthless Alpha of the Crown Heart Pack. From his pack to the underworld, his reputation is infamous, and he is a real psycho." "There is no way I am going to distract a man that is capable of killing me with the snap of his fingers. He is a demon lycan, and I am just a human girl that is easy to snap like a twig." I was enraged when one of the humans pointed a gun at her head and impressed by the lack of fear in her eyes. When she got slapped by that bastard she called brother, I wanted to get involved and tear him apart, so I took a step in that direction, but Alexei appeared in front of me and assured me.