Devilman Crybaby Satan Novels & Stories

Devil was bleeding from his nose and mouth and he knew that the usual yellow of his eyes had sunk into a crimson red. His voice was unusually sibilent as his demonic magic threatened to overtake him. “You have no idea what I’m going to do, my love,you don't know the real me, if I can break your bond with your soulmate I can do anything, I want you to be mine and always mine and no one going to take you away from me not even dead” he said before he released the angel and moved away, opening a magic circle. "Dean" Win saw a big man with red eyes come from shadow.

biggest mistake of his life. "ENOUGH. I LUCIFER HERE BY ANNOUNCE THAT HUMAN WOMAN IS MY MATE, NOT ONLY FOR THIS LIFE TIME BUT FOR ETERNITY. IF ANYONE EVEN DARES TO COME BETWEEN US, I WILL KILL THEM." I said with my devil voice and I can see my skin burning and turning red and taking complete Devil form. All the Demons started to surround me, Hades might be the one for whom they work but they worship me... my inner Devil. They all kneeled before me but I have no interest in them. I snarled at them and they ran away. I am no longer in my control. My Devil form is completely out and all I can see is red. I want her... only she can calm me down.

“If they’re desperate enough to offer me their daughter to save their empire… who am I to deny such a delightful sacrifice?” His tone dripped with mockery, his eyes glinting with merciless amusement. Caleb swallowed hard, a flicker of unease flashing across his features. He had witnessed what happened to those who tried bargaining with the Devil before; it never ended well. Still, he bowed his head in obedience. “As you wish, Master.” Liam’s smile deepened, darker this time, as he glanced back at the corpse beside him. The setting sun bathed him in a hellish glow, making him look less like a man and more like the demon the world believed him to be.

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”

he chuckled softly, proud of his little girl's achievements. Eventually, he decided it was time to sleep. As he drifted off into a deep slumber, Daniel found himself experiencing a peculiarly vivid and unsettling dream. The sound of a girl weeping with heart-wrenching sorrow reverberated in his ears. Unable to discern the source of the crying, he cautiously approached the distressed figure. The closer he got, the clearer he saw that it was Luna, and shockingly, his own reflection stood before her. While Luna crying and shouting, "why are you doing this to me, what exactly I've done to you to suffer like this? Let me go."

Wallowing in guilt and shame will only set me back, but the reason the demon got out of hell was because another, more powerful demon was on a death mission. Stop it, I tell myself. This is exactly the type of negativity a demon would want me to fall into. I take a breath and look into the demon’s eyes. “Auferte malum elementa invocabo. Dimittie eam mitte erranti est ultra modum.” Evander’s head flops back and he lets out a yell. Yanking against the restraints, he jerks his head forward and back over and over, until Tabatha drops the bowl.

Dark shouted; his low, furious voice filled the room. Everyone inside swallowed hard; their bodies shook. Sure, they’d had guts before, but the man in front of them now was worse than any demon they’d seen. He was Lucifer’s twin, Satan’s child—heartless, merciless, a true killing machine. He spared no one. If he wanted something, he took it. Whoever disobeyed would be killed without mercy. He was unstoppable. Who would dare try to tame such a demon? Impossible but a small part of them still hoped someone might.

"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 know this is an excuse but… I am not willing to be thrown to the dirt alone! "The question is… can you really stop shoving that dick inside that succubi if your father sends you one personally? If you can really say that to us proudly without your dick being hard as rock like that…" he pointed at my tightening pants that made me blush. "... If you can really promise us that even without them as a cum dump of us Valentine's, you can still please yourself and stop imagining them now inside of that narrow head of yours… then we will stop our nonsensical talks with you." Garrett really hit the spot. I can't! I am a demon and a man on top of that. I don't know what I would do if that scene was

I sobbed and shouted loudly while crying like a baby. "I am not a good Alpha." He cried, making a baby sound, while hugging me tight. "Don't say that!" I nodded my head in the denied way. I let him cry in my arms—he was breaking down. This was the first time I watched him cry like a baby in this way. The tears rolled down my cheeks as well. My heart was aching seeing him cry. I rolled my fingers through his hair, caressing him. This is what Satan wants us to break down.