Devilman Crybaby Miki Novels & Stories

“Currently the authorities are saying that two people are involved in this case. A woman and a man. Most likely they are vampires!” I said the same thing to Frey when I got home. "I can't believe they said I was a vampire too," I said with a laugh. I looked around.Nothing suspicious happened.There is no sign of change to the layout of the rooms.I also don't smell any foreign scent in this room.When I got home earlier, I didn't feel any strange gazes or movements around me either.Thankfully the pursuers didn't find us. “Frey, I bought fresh fish. More precisely, this is all I can buy,” I said showing a small fish in a transparent plastic filled with water.

My body trembled, but Sir Darenn held my hand and looked me in the eyes. He's telling me that nothing wrong will happen to me because he's with me, so I tighten my grip on him as well. "You've been unconscious for three days," Danrious informed me, which surprised me. "Good thing you recovered your strength already, Kaelynn," Daniel said, but I knew he was just acting in front of me and looked exactly like his twin. Not only the two of them but also Sir Daryl. "Time to get down now," a voice from the door said, and it was Mila; I looked at her, and I think I knew why she still looked young and strong; she, too, is a vampire.

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

I pouted. "You've always been impatient." He chuckled and turned to me. "Fine, I'll give you one sneak peek: we got involved with a devil, and he tried to kill you." "You're kidding me." I said deadpan. "No, I'm being real. You got involved with the mafia lord devil of Sinclair City, and he tried to kill you."

my voice cracked, and I clenched on the edge of the desk. "You think killing John erased what happened? You think running away, changing your name, makes it go away?" His voice turned cruel as he closed the gap. "You are still that scared little boy hiding under the bed, pissing himself when he hears boots thudding against the floor, aren't you, Micheal." I snapped, my body moving before I gave the order, smashing my fist into his face, the crack echoing. "Don't fucking call me that." Liam staggered back, grinning as blood dripped from his lip like a lunatic. "You never escaped him, did you?"

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

Mira stumbled back until her spine met the rough wall, trapping her. His eyes burned with rage, muscles tensed. "Lord Daemon despises your kind. He finds great joy in eradicating vermin like you. What did you do to earn his favor?" Panic clawed at Mira's throat. She glanced at the door, longing for escape. "I swear, I've done nothing wrong." "Liar!" he thundered, closing the distance until he loomed over her. His hand shot out, gripping her jaw tightly, forcing her to meet his stare.

Through a narrow gap in the center of the double doors, I peep into the chapel and my stomach turns instantly. Pierre Moretti is standing at the altar and this close, in the harsh daylight, he looks even more cruel and devious than I remembered... He’s an older man with thin, slicked-back hair, a pockmarked face, and dark, dead eyes that make him look infinitely more disgusting and wicked than my stepfather could ever hope to be...

That's why they also got a little worried. "Rex, what happened?? Is that girl okay??" Elliot asked, looking at him. Concern was visible in his question. Before Rex could say anything, he said again, "Did you do something to her?" "What are you doing standing outside the car? Look inside and see what happened to that girl?" Victor ordered him. Rex peeped inside. His eyes widened at the sight inside. He said in shock, "Oh shit!!" The rest of the people got even more frightened. "What did you do to her Rex??" Elliot said angrily as he came near the car.

Helpless. I’m nothing. I only exist at his mercy. At least that’s what he tells me. His face twists with something ugly when I don’t react the way he wants. “Cry,” he demands, voice rising. “Just cry!” I don’t. I can’t. Something in me refuses. That’s what he hates the most. “You’re a freak,” he spits, shaking me harder. “You hear me? A fucking freak. I just want to see it. Just once. I want to see you break.”