Devil May Cry White Rabbit Novels & Stories

“Another shirt ruined.” Olivia stood, her mouth agape in shock. Cassandra stood, backlit by the sun setting. Her hair wild, the left side of her white shirt hung loose from her pants, blood soaked her sleeve, and a man lay at her feet. When Cassandra looked up she was shocked to find herself lost in blue eyes. The rumours that she was cold was far from the truth. She was heat, white, hot heat. And Olivia feared she’d be burned alive is she didn’t get away. Something must have shown on her face. Cassandra straightened and stared at her in challenge. The devil behind the cold eyes a deep contrast. “I want to go home.”

It was my full legal name, plain and clear. Rain dripped off my coat as I stood in the doorway of my tiny Brooklyn apartment, staring down at it. I’d just finished a twelve-hour shift at Calloway’s. Every inch of my body ached, my feet throbbed, my back burned but the moment I saw that envelope, every bit of pain vanished. I flipped it over. A deep red wax seal held it closed, stamped with a letter D inside a snake swallowing its own tail. I should’ve tossed it straight into the trash — but I didn’t. Instead, I broke the seal and opened it.

When her cloudy eyes locked onto the rare snow-white rabbit in my hand, they ignited with overwhelming greed. "Magnificent! Absolutely exquisite! This is the ultimate catalyst for my brew!" Sensing her impending doom, the rabbit in my hand let out a weak but unmistakable woman’s cry. "Save... me..." The Witch paused for a second, then cackled even louder. "She's already developed human consciousness! Even better for the brew!" She ripped the lid off the boiling cauldron. "Noble lady, your timing is impeccable. I'm brewing an ancient poison called the Soul-Scorching Draught. All I needed was a highly magical white rabbit as the catalyst!"

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

The child can already wield the Rift. The child could command the dead and the living. His memory twists, showing him stumbling into a gate of black smoke, whispering the words that will doom them all: “The Devil’s heir is coming.” He falls unconscious. ⸻ Back in Aunt Dee’s Realm… Sarai Collapses The link snaps so violently Sarai screams. Aunt Dee appears instantly, magic crackling around her. Sarai’s eyes roll back as the last of the traitor’s fear floods her mind — sharp, acidic, unmistakable.

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

’ His bond which was sound asleep a few minutes ago sent a message through telepathy. The white-furred monsters ran past him and he felt something more dangerous approach. He immediately held on to the hilt of his dagger. ‘This monster isn’t supposed to be here.’ Dio agreed with his bond’s words. The monster approaching was a white-furred bunny with blood-red eyes and red lines along its body. It might look harmless but it gave off a vicious air around it. “I never expected a devil bunny in the shallow parts of the middle floors.” Dio smirked as he pulled his twin daggers.

The power gathers to a peak, and I feel myself teetering on the edge of something huge and beyond my understanding. “From light to shadow, from stone to bone, I send you back to the void you’ve known. By earth, by sky, by sea, I proclaim, Be gone, demon, in darkness remain.” “Fuck you!” I scream, unleashing the tidal wave of energy in one terrible, devastating tsunami. Wind whips through the cemetery. Amos lets out an inhuman screech as the roots and the mud suck his form down into the water. I watch as his wild, pale face disappears into impossible depths, something beneath the swamp itself.

I was exhausted as my heavy eyes looked at him. I gave up. I gave up everything I had in me. Drained, I didn’t have the energy to get up from that table. He just tongue fucked me, and I don’t have words to question anything. He snaked his arms under my feet and neck, pulling me close to his chest. “Why?” I whispered. “Because this is how the devil loves,”