Devil's Brigade Book Novels & Stories

I let myself fall deep into my zone with red in my sight. “Gaetano, do you understand why they say never make a deal with The Devil?” I interrupted his laugh. He looked at me with narrowed eyes as I blew out the cigarette smoke into the night sky. I flicked the bud away and met his gaze, giving him a devilish smirk. “I’m about to show you why.” I drew my guns out at the same time men jumped out from the wooden crates. And a war with fire began.

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At that time, she had not been born. "So it's just hearsay. History is written by the victors. Chu the Devil has disappeared for 20 years, but no one present dares to say his mistakes. Do you know the reason?" "Little girl, you don't understand. He is called Chu the Devil because he has killed too many people. He is notorious for his ferocity. He has slaughtered many cities and exterminated races. Wherever he goes, he will rob everything. Who dares to say his mistakes?"

“Oh! Thank you very much. I’ll give it a read then . I guess I’ll learn a lot about my dead husband from here than I could while I was actually with him.” After that the publisher left. And Ms.Rafa took that book and sat on a rocking chair to read it. She said to herself, “Guess a legendary journey of a devil is about to be revealed by my hands. Should I be happy about that, I don’t know anymore…” Inside that Book…………….

GINA I sat at what seemed to be the living room of the vs vsvmansion where the boss of the Bloody Fangs mafia group, Devon Fenrir lived. It also seems to be the group's headquarters. I thought we lived in affluence but this mansion dwarfed ours in more ways than one. A large and expansive living room with a high ceiling, golden chandeliers, large paintings with inscriptions of a language I don't understand on them, golden furnitures that glittered under the rays of sunlight coming through the windows.