Devil May Cry Vergil Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It felt like I was buried in snow. “Second base, maggot.” “You're the Devil.” “Am I?” he mused. I cursed. He pinched my cheeks, forcing me to smile. I chomped his thumb in anger. All he did was moan. “Really?” I snorted, not cooperating with him. “Get off me, god, you're like the devils in Gogol's stories. What demon have I got on my shoulders?” “A bond that runs thicker than blood.” He flipped me on top of him and leaned against the wall. My legs were straddling the Reaper.

♧RIO POV♧ I'm thinking about my sister pain and slept I dont know when I slept but when I opened my eyes I'm in a cage and everything is dark what the hell who dared to cage me did I died and reborn somewhere else no no where I'm struck I started shouting "viri, viri devil, devil, you there" no reply came what happened to her did someone hurted my sister no the only family I have now is she only I will protect her at any cost

I pressed my lips together. “What if… I give him some blood? Not all?” Raccoon’s face tightened. “That might not be enough. The damage… it’s too far gone. He’s a vampire hybrid, not just a wolf. That poison was made for him. You give him half, and you die in vain.” Valentina looked down at her wrist. Then her neck. Could she do it? Could she offer her life… for the devil who stole it? She leaned down slowly, placing her forehead to his.

“Not quite.” “Didn’t think you were capable of feelings,” he said dryly, watching Charlotte in the distance speak to a man she called “Father.” The man wore a medieval military uniform and Gildeon figured he was high-ranking. “Believe it or not, salamander, I was once a good, ordinary man.” “What happened then? Joined hands with the Devil?” Gildeon followed the elder vampire’s gaze, now dark with longing. “God tested me,” Present Vergilius muttered, “and I gave in to Satan—or so I believed.”

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

While he tried to lose Helga from where she was tied, the soldiers got unrefined natural oil and poured it on him then threw fire on him, setting both him and Helga ablaze at the same time. Even after the fire burns him he is still alive after a week on the ground making it easier for the soldiers to get their assault into his heart and end him once and for all. The Romans rejoice over their victory on this demon parading parts of his body all around town Of course, the Romans were proud to keep this in their record and even brag about How they killed the devil. I can't believe my ancestor was a hybrid! Pogo And I quietly read everything concerning Filip and his encounter.

Why can't she see his too? Vera was in her own world of thinking and contemplating not knowing what she's doing to the man kissing her as her hands ran through his monster. “Fuck!" Dominic cursed between the kisses. This little bunny is killing him. Why the fuck is she running her hand through the monster. Now, she has woken the monster to its fullest and it's trying to escape from its cage.

"It made me wonder, how Lyra.... the only daughter of King Valen... is able to reach into that girl's tormented heart and soothe it?" He added, "Is it possible that a devil can birth an angel? Or he birthed a devil who's pretending to be an angel?" --- He squeezed his garment, his brows knitted in thought. "The last time I saw little Veroni, she had herself cut open with a broken glass from the cup her mother used to bring water for her. She would have killed herself that day if I didn't have the two maids I went with, and her mother to restrain her."

In the middle of the night, a fiery chariot came to a stop in the firmament, on the chariot stood a Celestia beauty, his long white hair was adorned with a majestic golden crown carved into the shape of of the sun, the white dress he wore danced to the tune of the night wind, it shone in the dark night as his body radiates the sun. Zeus cast his glowing eyes on his three sons whose appearance screams the aftermath of war, muscular bodies scathe with bad slashes , batters and bruises of all shapes, the eyes of this three young men were the color of blood tinted with stubbornness and anger will a strong hatred carefully sandwiched between them. Their surroundings were marred by the aftermath o

His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs… There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses. He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezing my breasts. Then he slid lower and started playing around my chest with his tongue, and gently biting my nipples. At the same time his hands went down my thighs ripping off my underwear. Then he started to stroke my inner thighs reaching deep inside me with his fingers