Devilish Name Novels & Stories

Aisha said, “I heard rumors that that great devil in America is the future Buddha! Sis Noire, look at that flaming lotus of his. Doesn’t it look like the flaming lotus of Buddha’s wrath in Buddhism?” Shalem was astonished. “Are you saying he is that great devil in America who has annihilated the Undying Clan?” “It’s just my guess,” Aisha said. “But the great devil is known as Alex Rockefeller! He is not!” Shalem said. Aisha said, “Who doesn’t have a few aliases when they travel abroad?” The scene in front of them, with a sea of people present, was breathtaking. In a mere fifteen minutes, the entire Northern Wolf Star became smaller and smaller. Eventually, it became a huge pillar that penetr

He doesn’t even need a money to do it even if he has a lot, his words are deceiving itself! From: Trizhor Ailorre I said fourth floor of Architecture’s building. I rolled my eyes with that. He’s freakin’ demanding! To: Trizhor Ailorre You're just making me tired from walking! What is it that you want to tell me? I immediately changed his name on my contacts. From “Trizhor Ailorre” I changed it to “Devil”. I grinned after that. This name suits him so much! From: Devil Can you just fucking go here? I hate waiting, Aizhyrra. You’re so stubborn!

It rang, and rang, then I remembered he didn't like to pick up unknown numbers and just as I was about to hang up… "Who the hell is this?" His voice came through, deep, cold, and familiar. It rolled through my chest like thunder. I swallowed. "Dante." I called and there was instant silence, then a sharp inhale. "…Princess." He was the only one who ever called me that and to the rest of the world, he wasn’t Dante. He was Doom... The name whispered in fear, the shadow in every dark alley and the monster Mafia boss parents warned their kids about.

“Too late. You already tried your luck with me.” I looked into his eyes—desperation, fear, and something pitifully like regret swimming beneath the surface. “You wanted to know why they call me the Mafia Devil,” I said, voice dr,opping to a whisper thick with menace. His nod was frantic. I smiled—a slow, cruel curve. “Do you get it now?” His eyes widened just before the cold barrel of my gun pressed against his temple. “I don’t do mercy,” I muttered. The shot echoed, final and unforgiving.

The air was thick with tension, but I remained steadfast, my posture unwavering. My fists remained clenched, my muscles tensed and ready to strike at a moment's notice. I knew I had the upper hand, and I was determined to keep it that way. The men before me seemed to sense my resolve, and they hesitated, their weapons wavering in their hands. My voice boomed through the silence, cold and detached. "My name is Derek. Code name - The Devil. And I will give each and every one of you a chance to live."

Wanting to move away from the depressing discussion of her sister's passing, "Do you mind if I ask you something?" "I suppose..." Aphrodite considered how to phrase her question, "I don't want to offend you again, but can you share how you got the nickname, 'DO'?" Devon chuckled and said, "I'm not offended, and the nickname is based on a very innocent circumstance..." "What is that?" she asked.

Jeje looks surprised. “Right, his life is blessed by the devils and demons like you. He is protected by the direct command of Lucifer, the king of devils, and blessed by seven high-level devils that represent deadly seven sins, Asmodeus, lust, Mammon, greed, Leviathan, envy, Beelzebub, gluttony, Belphegor, sloth, Amon, wrath, and Lucifer himself, pride. And that’s why you have such a tough life as no God retainer blesses you, and you have no choice but to be blessed by the devils that you are here right now. And that’s why you are called "Starless" which means something black and dark.” ßenlong explained. Alfi remains silent.

"So tell me, King Devaro when you you plan on executing that dearest mother of yours" He snapped my attention to his dark reddish eyes, he was dress in a black suit with a red shirt, his chest lost a lot of buttons showing off skin the demoness caressed so lustfully. The demoness are called incubus, sex driven demons. Snapping back to attention I frowned at the intonation of his words. "And what makes you think I plan on taking down my mother's rule?" He laughed wholeheartedly. "Enough with the games Devaro. we both know that your mother is weak, she degrades everyday"

I heard him threaten me, and my teeth gritted hard. "You don't deserve it!" I spat. "You don't deserve my respect, neither do you deserve to be spoken to nicely cause you are a cold-hearted bully!" I retorted, too stubborn to give In to his little antics. Who on earth treats a woman like this? My father was nothing like this Devil when he was alive. Maybe that's why the only nickname that managed to pop into my head was calling him a Biker Devil! It is the perfect nickname for someone as heartless as him!

I looked up at him from where I was sitted, a smile on my face “Are you going to kill me?” Elan asked and I burst into laughter “I am not going to kill you” I said slowly, I don't go around killing people for no good reason “But.. you are the devil, the devil from the blood moon pack” “Some call me the devil, some call me the ripper, some call me a mad man but I personally, I prefer the Del Monté devil”