Devil's Tears Novels & Stories

Chapter 20 – His Cruel Game Lucian’s hand left her head and trailed lower, his touch deceptively slow as it slid along her thigh. She flinched at the contact, her body already tense, her mind torn between anger and a heat she refused to acknowledge. “You think the devil is cruel?” His voice was smooth, almost mocking. “The devil at least bargains. I don’t.” Before she could react, his fingers found their way beneath the hem of her dress, parting her thighs with unhurried precision. His gaze locked on hers, daring her to look away as his touch brushed over her folds, slow and deliberate strokes that drew an unwilling gasp from her lips.

The child's body became more wounded and her body was full of blood because of the wound caused by the devil on the child's body. "Ahhhhhhhhh ....! Ahhhhhh ....! Ahhhh ....!" Repeated screams of the girl because of the pain that frightened everyone outside. The man was still doing what he was doing and praying over and over. "This body is mine ...! Her soul is mine ..! The devil shouted." "You can't take that girl.!" The man cried out and resumed her prayer. The devil is already in pain so he loses his mind and tries to get out of bondage. The wind in the room grew stronger and the rope on the child's hand was removed.

One-eye Dragon smiled and said, "So what? The core of the Devilish Five is 'devilish'. We never fought our enemies face to face." He said as he took out a small white jade bottle from his pocket and said, "This is my newest creation, the Muscle Weakening Poison. It has scorpions, toads, spiders, snakes and centipedes in it. The best part is that it's colorless and tasteless and will drift with the wind." "If we could find their upper vents, and spread it. They would be soft shrimps with minutes. We can do everything we want and play everything we want."

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

Asura was very upset when he saw Ketu laughing behind the two demon puppets he summoned. The bald-headed demon immediately chased after Dewi Sari Kencana. He swung his large, spiked mace at her. He swung the mace repeatedly, but Dewi Sari Kencana was able to dodge it easily. After that, Dewi Sari Kencana immediately used her ice lotus sword. "Ice sword technique!" Dewi Sari Kencana moved her body like a dancer. She dodged the Bald Devil's attacks and simultaneously attacked him by slashing his body repeatedly. Every slash of the ice lotus sword that hit the demon's body was frozen to the internal organs.

Diana asked with a serious face. Dr. Stone's eyes widened. It was a well-known fact in the supernatural world that the tears of a divine being, even a person with a string of divinity from an ancestor, were a miracle healing elixir said to bring back people on the verge of death. However, it was almost impossible to get your hands on such a thing.

It wasn't the first time she had left home that way and remembering the gold old days brought her a sense of nostalgia. She remained in her hotel room for the rest of the approaching 24 hours and on the second night, she decided to let go of herself and have some fun. Dressed in a beautiful silver dress, she found her way into the booming Devil’s Den club. A popular one known around the entire country. The bass of the music thumped against her chest as she made her way towards the bar to get herself a drink straight away. The air was thick with alcohol and cigar, a scent she was extremely familiar with and wasn't affected by it at all.

It looked dangerously beautiful but those tears that were leaking out of that demon's black orbs were even prettier. It halted in front of the certain window only to discover the figure he was looking for so desperately bending behind the railing. She was also on her knees, one of her hands on the railing while the other arm was around her eyes. Tears gushing down from under her arm...tears of sorrow. What is this? Even a demon bird was petrified of a curse named love and hatred.

It is also said that the gemstones and diamonds used in the designs of Stones are brought from the black market. My blood was boiling at the accusations while my tears weren't stopping. I don't know how long I sat on the floor, but relief washed over me when I saw Ryan. He walked inside the room, with so much grace and nobility that for a few seconds I wanted to forget everything and just look at him. However, his eyes were dark and dangerous. Like they were ready to set the world which hurts me on fire. Like he doesn't mind ripping their skin off the bones with his bare hands.

My wolf Vanessa had gone dormant years ago, and she'd never stirred since. I kept walking, focusing on The Hunt. The rules were simple: three days. Find the Tears of the Moon Goddess. Defeat at least one hellhound. The Tears of the Moon Goddess grew only in the deepest part of the Black Forest — a silvery-white herb, and the only thing in this world that could completely sever a mate bond. Hellhounds were the forest's guardian beasts. A fully grown one stood as tall as a horse, with hide so thick a head-on attack was nearly impossible. The only way to win was with strategy and cunning.