Devil's Daughter Name Novels & Stories

She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake. For him she was only a pawn but their deal changed something in him. A crack, something shifted inside him and he knew that Olivia Vitalio, daughter of his biggest enemy is going to be his death. The devil was losing his heart even before he could realize that he had one at the first place. His love was unexpected and she was burning him with her fire, he who wanted to ruin her world was being destroyed by her into pieces and bringing his doom.

His face fills with glee and weird happiness as he looks down at them, “She will be the one that will end the lineage of your blood, she will kill your children and think their blood. Her name is Davina.” The place is then crowded by the loud noises made by the nightlings as they hale the baby. “She is my daughter,” Zephyr smirks.

Selene, the moon goddess will not going to live after this day. Alpha Gerri, my mother, Thorne and Apollo. All of them is my strength against her. Their death are the death of me. A death which contradictory, makes my anger alive for revenge. Thorne and Apollo wasn’t right, I am not Selene. I am not the moon goddess. However, I am Devon Cottle and the daughter of Apollo. Anyone who did me wrong will be one with the dirt. Right now, Selene is good as dead.

Whether I like it or not. Vanessa does not remember what a normal life is. She is shunned by the world, has no friends and has never dated or been kissed. She likes to blend in with the walls and keep to herself and mostly pretend she is not affected by her devilish step-father's interest in her. Vanessa has no idea what she really is to the Devil. Vanessa is the Devil's step-daughter, but the Devil knows that they are destined to be so much more and he will stop at nothing to make her his.

He couldn't be deceiving him but she also had a way. They were this guys lying on the ground. She would torture them until she found a way. "Where is the Devil?" she asked the guy again. "I don't know" the guy cried. "Really?" she held her nose and mouth together to suffocate him. She released him after a minute. "I don't know where the Devil is. I swear on my life. I work for his daughter. I don't know who he is" he continued crying

Nobody touches what is mine. “Who the fuck are you?” she barked at me. Her mother got past Ricci and rushed towards her family. “Your father owes me and now I know what I want.” I smirked back at her. “Please, Nico…” Vulpe began pleading, noticing how I watched his daughter. I ignored him. “What is your name?” I asked the blonde goddess. “Darina, go. Run!” her mother screeched at her. She clutched her husband’s narrow shoulders.

He looks murderous "It was you. Wasn't it?" "Me? What did I do?" "You killed Papa" "Oh, that? It wasn't personal. I was only settling old debts" "Have you lost your mind? How could you kill your own father?" "He was your father. Not mine" One time when El Rey was trying to hurt me, he told me the truth. It turns out Mama was assaulted and she got pregnant. She doesn't know who the man is. So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn.

I pulled away quickly, taking a step back. Her face was flawless and her exposed skin was supple and silky. I grinned. To bad I’ll have to kill her. Eventually. “So, you are the one.” I said. “What is your name?” She hesitated, her eyes darting to look at someone over my shoulder. “Seraphina,” she said finally. Her voice was like music to my ears. How could someone so lovely be born to a devil like him? I opened my mouth, about to test her name on my tongue. Seraphina. Such a beautiful name. but I immediately stopped myself, reminding myself that she was the daughter of my number one enemy.

CHAPTER 15 — The Devil Remembers Lucian's Pov Serena Vale. Michael Vale’s daughter. The name rang like a cracked bell in my mind, reverberating through the marrow of a past I’d buried beneath seven years of blood, control, and silence. The report Kael had left on my desk still lay open, the ink not yet dry. But the words had seared themselves into me with the finality of a brand. Subject: Serena Vale. Parentage: Michael Vale. Deceased.

I ask her when he chuckles at me with a slight shake of her head. “Who are you?” I blink at her, ok is she having a moment? “It’s me mom, Gaia, your daughter. You know, the daughter of Fenrir, the Goddess of Hell, the Harbinger of Death.” She smiles big at me. Ok. “There she is. I’m glad you know who you are. Shame you don’t know what to do with it, though.” She shrugs as she chuckles at me. Sitting up, I look down at her as she raises an eyebrow at me.