Devil May Cry Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Armory and drug-related information all related to Braden and Atlas. Atlas was a little believable, because he’d shown a glimpse of that side of him, but Braden… I wanted to remain in denial so bad. But this…this file was solid proof that I never knew who I married and fell in love with, and right now, I didn’t even know who I was fucking, that well either. I was falling a fool three solid times. From what I’d just seen in this video, both brothers were dark entities wrapped in beautiful bodies and handsome, deceiving faces. Atlas a devil, Braden a demon.

The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..." If the last Lycan was The Devil, I thought I might want to go to Hell. ________________ Helen POV The Devil's Lair "You have to wake up now! C'mon, c'mon!" I forced my eyelids to open. They felt so heavy I thought I would have better luck lifting the world. My head hurt badly and I could feel bruises forming on one side of my body where I'd evidently been thrown down to the ground by whoever had abducted me.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Despite all the fear, there was also determination in your eyes "Are you willing to die for it?" His gaze was telling everything. YES. "Do you know who I am?" He claims it slowly. "I am the Devil" I approach and hold his face in my hand, his tears beginning to fall with the pain he was inflicting on his jaw "And respect his loyalty, one day I will find you in hell." I run the scalpel down her throat and the blood starts to flow as I watch the light go out from her eyes. Another life coming to an end. I look at my bloodstained hands and realize that this is the only thing I can offer Yesenia.

The stinging blows to her thighs only add to the overwhelming sensations, pushing her closer to the brink of madness. Hazel's fingers dig into the sheets, her nails tearing holes as she's pounded into oblivion by Damon's monstrous cock. Her mind splinters, unable to process the torrent of pain and pleasure coursing through her shattered form. "I'm yours, Daddy! Only yours! Use me, abuse me, ruin me!" Damon's feral grin widens as he hears Hazel's desperate declarations of ownership, her surrender to his depraved desires. He pistons into her with renewed vigor, each thrust driving her further into the abyss of pleasure and pain.

Zamien asked as he pressed his for on Mark’s chest. Mark cried out in pain. His forehead was already bleeding when Zamien forwarded his hand. A red flame produced around his hand and he said, “It will extract all the energy from you. Then you will no longer be a special Devil.” Zamien smirked. His pull on Mark’s hair was still intact and he brought his hand closer to Mark’s chest when Mark defended that flame using a white one. The other second Mark grabbed Zamien’s wrist and grinned at him. “Y-you again underestimated me,” Mark stated. Damien had reached there by then. Mark’s eyes were glistening brought green as he looked at Zamien. “Let’s go together to the underworld,” Mark whispered and

The Devil thundered. " Or else I won't hesitate to..." " Please don't. Just let them go. Take my life instead in exchange for theirs, please " " Oh, too bad you're a Phoenix. I can't take your life in exchange for theirs " " What do you want me to do then, what?! " A mischievous grin crept up the Devil's lips and his eyes went down to Phoenix's stomach. " I can see you're pregnant. Pregnant with Axion's child " Phoenix immediately wrap her hands around her stomach, scowling at him.

His intense glares were merciless, and he looked like a devil craving for my soul. "Don't provoke me, Symphony. Try telling anyone about this. I'm telling you, I can play the role of the devil if I want to." He leaned closer to me, his hand still gripping my neck. "You might wake up one day without seeing Autumn anymore. I can do that, try me," he whispered in my ear before forcefully pushing me to the floor. *** "Is Mommy inside her room, Nana? Is she sick?" "Let's just leave your Mommy alone for now, Melody. Maybe she's just busy."

Everyone's shocked is priceless as he entered the grand entrance of Darkspot, bowed in fear as they realized who it was walking in confindence and authority to the company he will surely own someday. “Those people,” he added with silent curse in his breath, “who knows what inside their head?” he must really be careful more than he used to. Now that the engagement he have to a Soner is still the talk of the town, everyone still not get over with their doubt. How they feel bad for a poor Soner to marry a devil? “The devil,” Whispered from the people inside the close door who don't know their place. “How can we enthrusted the Darkspot to an anti-social freak?”

“It’s about the girl.” The girl whose pussy I can still smell all over me. Instead of mentioning that, I decide to play dumb and ask, “What girl?” “Diavolo, don’t blame dumb. You know what girl I’m talking about. My fucking fiancée,” he whispers harshly. I can’t help but smile. Yes, I’m fucked up, but knowing how up in arms he is over his fiancée, one would think if he really cared about her, he wouldn’t have gambled with her life the way he did.