Devil May Cry Reboot Dante Novels & Stories

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

CHAPTER 83: THE HEAVINESS OF THE CROWN Dante lay at my feet, his breathing shallow and jagged. The golden glow that had defined him as an Alpha—even a copy of one—was gone. He looked smaller, more human, his skin pale beneath the soot and dried mercury. He had given every drop of his stolen divinity to anchor my blast, and now he was a "Dormant" shell once more. "Dante... please," I whispered, but my voice sounded like grinding stones.

Don’t get me wrong, I completely understand that we are very much a part of the business they did want in the first place so they have to keep up appearances and make themselves known. If anyone of my guys should be feared it would be Dante. He’s the jokester, the fool everyone thinks can’t be serious. Dante’s imagination and fascination with mid-evil torture divides a gore makes him one of those people who would take enjoyment out of watching someone slowly bleed out while watching them suffer until he gets his answers.

The two men tied to the chains, looked up from their bloodied states only to see the devil standing in front of them. "Let the fun begin," Dante smirked, stabbing the first man in the shoulder and twisting his knife a full 180 degrees. The man screamed in unbearable pain and already felt his life slipping away. Dante had dug his knife into the same spot the man was shot at. "How dare you even touch my girl?" Dante gritted every word before dragging the knife to his chest, cutting open all the skin that came in its way. "How dare you even look at her with your filthy eyes?" the man spat some blood before looking in Dante's eyes.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

I remembered that I fell unconscious because of the gore I saw but I didn't expect myself to wake up in a luxurious bright room in front of a Greek god. "Stay away from me," I said to him trying to be confident but my legs were shaking, they felt like jelly, they were going to bail on me. "I am not going to hurt you noisemaker," He said calmly, his deep voice echoed soothingly in my ears. "But.. but you are Valentin Rostislav and Alexei.." I paused my words and my eyes widened in shock. Alexei had tattoos, looked different and killed Mateo, Reuben and Brandon. He almost killed Karol and it seemed like he knew Karol.

Lucifer will take his and Sindre's life for what he just revealed, but he would rather live a few more days than lose his life here and now. Sindre comes crawling up the slope and looks at them in horror. "Stand up," Cain orders. He doesn't know what he should do with the two dwarves. Is he going to take them with him or kill them right now? Cain has his own plan for Indra and can't let anyone, not even Lucifer, ruin it for him. Now he knows he has to fight the devil himself and that's a bigger problem than he ever imagined. "Turn around." He pulls out a rope from his saddle bag and ties their hands. "Move. We have a long way to go."

I could not help but appreciate his work. ______ Delilah POV: I hate her, I hate that bit*h Anastasia Logan. Who the hell does she think she is? Just because she was able to get under the pants of Ryan and got impregnated by his seeds, she thinks she owns the world. When she is nothing but a whore. If I had an idea that one can get so many favors from Ryan, I would have stopped taking contraceptives when I used to have s*x with him. Now, he does not even care about me. He must be busy fu*king the sh*t out of her. I was mad and frustrated. So, in order to get a petty revenge on her, I went to her company late on purpose. But that wrench had another plan for me.

It was the one she had stolen from Alan's computer last night while he was in the shower. In her previous life, all her misfortunes and hells started from this night ten years ago. Fate, indeed, was like a reincarnation. She was reborn. Back ten years ago. Heaven had actually given her a second chance to choose a chance. "Alan..." Diana stumbled up and chased him out. He had just left, it was still not too late. Never let Alan give up the project in the eastern suburbs, never! Underground parking lot.

It was unbelievable how quickly my life had turned around, one minute I was supposed to be catching a plane back to Paris, running away from the evil this town held and the next minute I was still stuck in it but worse, I was about to strike a deal with the devil. I spot Dante standing under the tall oak tree, his jacket unbuttoned, his posture relaxed but predatory, like a wolf watching over his territory. He looks almost too calm, too at peace, as if he hadn’t just threatened men with a gun in the middle of my father’s funeral.