Devil Reina Novels & Stories

I heard the shower running and made my way there. “Can you believe that bastard?!” I almost shouted. Cara let out a scream as I barged in. I ignored her and sat on the toilet lid. “Could you at least knock?! What if I was shaving?” “Sorry. Back to my problem.” I said dismissively, and she poked her head out of the shower to look at me. “I talked to the Devil.” “What Devil?” “That Devil, Damiano.” “Ah. Why? Miss him?” She winked, but I only scowled.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

When Noah tried to give a friendly touch to Nevaeh, she moved fast and reached in other side. Both Noah and Shyma looked to Mete in a shock. Shyma asked with confusion, "Lizzy,,is it your child Heaven? But why she is acting like non human. Haa, l can remember that 'AC' birth mark in her chest area. Isn't it still there? There will be, right ??" "l am Nevaeh, her DAUGHTER ROBOT", said the Nevaeh. "What?" , asked Shyma. "Huh! you are correct sis. She is looked like my Heaven, but she is Nevaeh. The other version of my daughter. ln one word wecan say that she is my daughter robot.

They knew better than to attract the anger of this dangerous demon king through any sign of weakness or judgment. Malakar cleaned his sword on the dead man's clothes before tossing it aside. Then he looked at Eryndra and let out a cruel, evil smile that made her soul shrivel. The blood on his face gave him the true definition of a devil - beautiful in a terrible way, but utterly without mercy or humanity. "How do you like my welcome gift to Valethorne, dear wife?" Malakar asked, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Eryndra stared at him, her heart shattering with fear, but she fought desperately to keep a brave expression on her face. Inside, her mind was screaming with horror an

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

He stood in the doorway, sleeves rolled to his elbows, shirt open at the collar. He looked infuriatingly calm. Ronan Blackwood I've been too shocked to recognise him last night but now - fuck! Ronan Blackwood the rumoured devil. I had no idea if I should scream or just laugh because how the hell did I end up with the devil himself? “You had no right,” I said, my voice low, hard. “I saved your life.” he responded calmly. “You took it.” I marched toward him, heat burning through my chest. “You didn’t ask. You didn’t give me a choice. You just—scooped me up like I was some damsel who needed a knight.”

Riccardo stared into the cameras, his eyes full of hate. "It's a setup!" he roared. "It was that woman! Liliana Falcone! She's alive!" The reporters exchanged confused looks. Liliana Falcone? The mafia princess who died in a fire three years ago? "Mr. Moretti, are you referring to Ms. Seraphina?" one reporter asked. "She IS Liliana!" Riccardo screamed, his voice cracking. "She faked her death! She came back to destroy us all!" The reporters scribbled it all down, capturing the last ravings of a broken man.

Fired, blacklisted, never to be hired again in this industry. Havila was the only one who could interact with me directly.She had earned that privilege the night I saved her from her stepfather. I had found her, bruised and broken, in the hands of a monster who called himself her stepfather. I didn’t hesitate. I gave him the same mercy he had given her, none. She had stood there, trembling, drenched in her own blood and his, and instead of running, instead of screaming, she had fallen to her knees and sworn her life to me. And since she reminded me a lot about my self, I decided to give her a chance.

Callista A week later. Valencia Everhart was sentenced to life in prison by the Supernatural Council for assisting the devil in his criminal endeavors such as kidnapping and harboring a werewolf, orchestrating a pack takeover on the orders of the devil, attempted killing of two pack members of the Rexellen pack and the biggest crime of them all, assisting the devil in massacring the entire Galdine pack. I thought the last one was a bit harsh because Valencia never really did know about that charge, but as Valencia had confessed in the court, she’d given the devil the location and information regarding her pack.

I responded with a heavy sigh. “But her father captured and killed my mother unprovoked. He just wanted to…” “Your mother is not dead!” Reina’s voice broke in, and we both faced her as she struggled to stand, wincing in pain. I rushed forward and helped her up. “What did you just say?” “If that is your mother, then you must be the vampire prince, right?” She asked with a narrowed gaze at him. “Yes, I am.” Reina quickly bowed in respect. “I am sorry for what my father did, even though he had fed me with lies about vampires. I still don’t believe it all, and I feel sorry for your mother, who has gone through the most gruesome experience.”