Devil Of The Seas Novels & Stories

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

"I could do that for hours if I wanted to! You disgusting monster! Hell is the perfect place for you! The demons there would love to have a human-shaped demon like you!" "You've stepped on my pride, Caraline," Diego said, swatting Caraline's hand away. "I'll make sure your life is miserable." Diego called someone back on his cell phone. "Stop what you're doing." Caraline looked back at the screen. Deric's condition was very bad. The man looked unconscious with blood pooling around his head and chest. "Throw that man overboard," Diego ordered. "Stop!" Caraline moved forward, but Diego reluctantly pushed her until she fell to the floor.

A B-class sequence user calling himself an Apostle of the Sea God arrived with three drug-controlled sea beasts to provoke us. He stood at the bow, with three berserk sawtooth sharks behind him. "Lord of Shallow Bay, surrender your ranch and kneel for mercy, or be sacrificed to the Sea God!"

I had confusion written all over my face as I waited for an answer. “Diablo is the person who shot at us, he is a mafia boss. His mafia is the strongest in the country and they have more power than we do. He's the worst kind of person on earth and when scum meets with power, that's a very terrible combination. The last thing you'd want to do is to get on his bad side, cause when you do he would make you regret it. And Saint has been on neutral grounds with him for years, I wonder what changed.” He says and with each word he said my face whitened. "That's Daniel.” I say, my voice barely a whisper as I stared in shock.

The fifty-ton machine was physically blown off its feet, flying backward through the air and smashing through the heavy marble pillars of a distant temple. Static and a pained groan echoed over the squad channel. "Jack!" Harper screamed from the bridge of The Sovereign in high orbit, her voice cracking with terror. At the bottom of the temple steps, the slate-grey color entirely vanished from Sebastian Sterling's right eye. Both of his eyes were now consumed by the violent, hungry, unhinged purple and gold of the Devourer. Seeing his man fall didn't make him feel fear. It shattered his last remaining shred of human restraint.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

The people who had been drunk suddenly regained their consciousness and panicked. "Are you okay?" Xander wanted to answer the scream, but the waves were too big and hit his face repeatedly. He had better save his energy to carry his body and Angel onto the lifeboat that would soon be coming for him. “Oh my God, it was so terrible. Angel fell into the sea because she was drunk.” “I heard the sound of something falling into the water. So that's Angel?” Lena exclaimed excitedly. She looked out to the sea and grimaced in horror when she saw Xander floating among the increasingly violent waves.

There was nothing soft in his eyes; there was only hunger as he bent down and kissed me. This was no sweet kiss. This was a claiming; a claiming of me that had teeth and a brand that burned me with the fire and rage that filled his eyes. It was like nothing else before, but something primal and electric burned through my veins and sent a wave of heat shooting into my core. He backed away, breathing heavily as if the kiss left him just as drained as me. He looked furious as he addressed the crowd. “Let the feast begin.” He walked ahead and I followed after him down the aisle when a familiar sight made me pause. Selene Blackwood. Tall, dark, beautiful and glaring at me from the front row as if

Then, a small smile curved around the corner of her thin lips. **** Getting to his room, Nathan Peyton tears off all the clothes stuck to his muscular body like a stubborn leech, revealing good tone muscles and killer abs. When the clothes were finally off his luscious, alluring, and muscular skin. Nathan Peyton walked toward the mirror in the middle of his room and stood before it. The mirror was human-sized and he could see his full height being captured by the size of the mirror as he stood in front of it. Nathan Peyton, who was known as the untamed devil in the other world was the devil's son. The mention of his name alone was a sign of fear and an emblem of pain in the heart of the peop

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.