Devil May Cry Reboot Dante Novels & Stories

He nodded to my father, completely ignoring me. "Angelo, have a seat," my father said, gesturing to the other end of the table. Angelo sat down, lacing his fingers on the table. "I hear the Moretti family is making a very generous offer. But I'm here to remind you of the price for making a deal with the devil." My father's face tightened. "I'm here to make a real proposal. One that will truly solidify the alliance between our families." Angelo's gaze swept the room.

A bitter smile painted my lips as I stared at the two people who had ruined my life. "Let's all calm down" Adrian finally spoke up. "Eva you are a jail breaker, you can't be caught you. You need to return back and Livia and I will get you out this time" he said and I stared at him in disbelief. Had I really been dancing to their music so foolishly that they thought they could command me to do their wish

The man screamed loudly as it dug into his tongue, creating an hole so visible. The other stared in terror, fear gripping him. "Who sent you?" He asked, yet again. He didn't raise his voice... He didn't need to because he already owned that aura of a man so scary... A Devil in a human form. "I don't know I swear.. Please" The men cried out in desperation. Dante let out a scary laughter. "Please? You have the guts to say the word please? A woman was just saying that word to you few minutes ago yet you were hitting on her" He half yelled, his eyes turning completely red..

During the cold, the girl let out a loud cry, and I held her tightly against my chest. “Take them,” I barked. “Now.” We vanished into the night. Old blood and new ambition emanated from the underground temple. Hundreds of the Death Pack, which were full of cursed wolves with unnaturally bright eyes and covered in darkness, had Dante waiting at the altar. He resembled a shadowy king, sweating on his hair and having veins that were black from the dark beer he had consumed at this time. He expressed his gleeful approval, saying "You did it." “Don't act surprised.”

It would also require a sacrifice, a life for a life. “That Dante would do anything for his selfish ambition,” Deadrei is filled with hatred towards Dante, little did she knew that the reason behind all of the things that he had done was due to his obsession to revive her. Yes, until now, Dante does not know that Esmeralda has been reincarnated as Deadrei. How ironic.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

said Damian with a devilish smile . ' ....If I want to stand a chance against the Landar family , I need a strong connection . Damian Wright..........the reincarnation of the devil king of the business world . Apart from being his bodyguard , I will be his assistant too . In the eyes of others , this position is the same as the king's right arm.......I need to devote my whole time to him.........Haaaah ! I have no other choice but to agree to complete my mission . ' thought Antonio and signed the contract .

My lips stretched into a smile and I looked up at Damon, “Send my hate to the rest of you guys,” “I hope you have a life filled with chaos, strife and bitterness,” I spat barely audible, his facial expression didn’t change as he watched me slump to the ground and finally loose life. “Ahhh,” I exhaled deeply. Welcome hell. Deputy Devil here! • • Helen (Damon’s Adoptive Mom,) Harper lay still on her bed, the whole room was silent save for the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor beside her. She had been unconscious for five days now, Doctor said she was responding to treatment but might take a while to come back awake.

he whispered, voice low, dark, teasing. Her fingers slid over his chest, tracing the ridges of muscle as she closed the last inch between them, lips brushing his. “If I can’t kill the devil…” she murmured, voice trembling with fire, “then when I take my revenge… you’ll wish for anything but death.” Her eyes locked on his in a promise. “I will make you taste tears of blood, dear devil.”

she asked Adina as they sat together, sipping tea. Adina sighed, looking thoughtful. "Dante has had a difficult life. He lost his parents at a young age and was raised by his uncle, who was a cruel man. Dante learned to be tough, to protect himself and those he cares about. He may seem like a monster, but there's more to him than that." She pondered Adina's words, feeling a strange sense of empathy for Dante. Despite his harsh exterior, he had shown her a side of himself that was protective and caring. She found her heart softening towards him, wondering if there was a way to reach the man behind the facade.