Devil Queen Novels & Stories

VALERIE EQUINE The youngest soul among the dolls who bear the ruler of Love. Came from the alternate reality world of the dimension of Aquarius, she is the innocent girl by spirit and appearance fused by the instinct of a dolphin. With her innocent face, beautiful eyes, and known fragile heart, she can manipulate everyone, thus they consider her as a double-edge sword among the puppeteer’s dolls.

"But you were the one tricked by them. Next time if you don't want to endanger yourself pretend you never saw any like those earlier," The voice that sounds angelic was different from the voice he had earlier from the bad guys making Iris felt hot. Then suddenly without knowing, she feels like she’s not in control with her body anymore. The thing that the lady earlier – named Elvie had brought to her mouth was an aphrodisiac. Now, she had been affected by such effect Wilhelm see the lady stumble on the ground as she laid there breathing hard enough while holding her chests 'What's wrong with her? Don't tell me!'

Suddenly i realised Dellinq was very quiet in my head. "Dellinq?" "Sorry, mate was hiding." "Hiding?" "She scared." "Of what?" "She special." "Dellinq, stop being so cryptic." "She a blue tail mermaid." He said. I frowned and looked at Kari. "What is it?" She asked. "Apparently, Chloe is a special mermaid, which is why she hid." I told her. "Dellinq is being cryptic." Kari was quiet for a moment, obviously discussing with Hela. Suddenly her eyes turned purple

"It's okay, although I'm hungry." Devi took a spoonful of rice when Hecate smiled a bit and praised Devi. Whereas her abilities to sense someone's aura did not seem to work at that moment. The certain issue troubled Hecate even more which confirmed that Devi was not a succubus but some other specie. "Devi is a nice name. Your parents must be picky while naming you, nay?" Zoravec had no knowledge about Devi other than that she was the demoness of lust. And was somehow connected to him but at the moment he became curious about her too. Hecate carefully observed her movements and gestures to make sure what was her weakness.

"Although, my fans call me the Queen of Doom. Can you believe that? What a ridiculous nickname. Personally, I’d have gone with..." "The Queen of Doom?!" he interrupted, his eyes wide with realization. "You’re her? Damn it!." "Aw, what a tragic little story," I mocked, shaking my head in faux sympathy. "But now that you know who I am, I think it’s time to say goodbye. I pulled a syringe from my pocket, the green liquid inside glowing ominously. "W-what is that?" he stammered, crawling backward. "My special gift for you" I grinned, twirling the syringe in my fingers. "A slow-acting poison. Gives you plenty of time to reflect on your sins."

“Because I decide when you get to fall apart… and today, you don’t.” She sank back against the seat, sulking in silence, the sharp ache between her thighs making her bite her lip. In that moment, the thought that had haunted her since meeting him: Is Lucian worse than the devil? vanished entirely. Because now she knew the truth. The devil might tempt. But Lucian Devlin denied. ---- Serena POV

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.”

"My mother... she wasn't a servant?" ​"She was a queen of the old blood," Devon rasped, his voice dropping as the nursery door began to glow with a sickly, putrid violet light. "That’s why you survived the curse. That’s why Silas—" ​He was cut off by a sound that vibrated in their very marrow. ​CRACK. ​The heavy doors vanished in a blinding flash of violet-tinted dark fire. The shockwave lifted Devon from the floor and slammed him into the far masonry with a sickening thud, leaving him slumped and motionless in a pool of blood.

While walking through the garden of this mansion, I suddenly remembered that day we met Hensley or let's say Elorah. "Okay? What are we going to talk about Gethro?" I said while looking at the flowers in the garden of the mansion. "About Derek and Hideo because in fact Don Morfeo, the devil is back." He said as if I was terrified by what he was saying. but who is the devil? "Then?" I thrifty answered as he bent down to smell a flower in the garden. "Derek and Hideo is a rapist, it's not just that they were resurrected because of their new leader." Gethro said and he looked at the around before telling me some more information.

I kept tossing and turning and I couldn't fall asleep. How could I after my interaction with the devil? All I could think about was him, his words and his stupid smouldering eyes. Is it possible that he might be attracted to me? No way! He can hardly stand my presence or even hold a conversation with me. Then what did he mean by do something he might regret? Maybe like shove me against the wall to hurt me or maybe...to kiss me? I was aware of his violent nature but I knew he wouldn't stoop so low as to hurt me physically.