Devola Nier Novels & Stories

She was really a good con artist. She told him before that her last name was Devon, Bae Devon and she was a club goer went club dancer to loosen her financial tightness. He didn't even know that everything about Bae Devon is fake, like she wasn't really a regular performer in the club, and she was never a daughter of a police officer in Boulder.

I've never seen a movie like that. "You know each other?" "Not yet. Oh yes, then introduce my name Neron Wardana usually called Neron." “Naira Audzrilla. Just call Naira." The two of them smiled at each other and the link fell apart, they seemed to match. It's not good I'm afraid one of the Neron fans is hanging around here. In my heart deepest I don't want Dzrilla's days to be bad. "Em sorry. I came here to invite Dela to practice taking videos."

I held out my free hand. Maliya’s face contorted, but she masked it quickly with a smile, “oh. Nice to meet you. Isn’t Ren a guy’s name?” She laughed. Does she think she looks cute in that blue cocktail dress? “It’s short for Maren.” She bobbed her head, “so, Dev, want to go surfing later?” The hell? She regarded me as if I wasn’t here.

“Yes. But I'm not important right now. I can't believe I'm standing right in front of you. My favourite of your pieces is the girl who touched the sun. I consumed that piece every day of my life for an entire year. You're such an inspiration Olivia.” “Great, what are you doing here?” She dismissed my fan girl moment, obviously more focused on my presence here. I don't know what to say. Do I tell her I fell asleep? Or just think of a lie that wouldn't implicate the devil because he would just find a way to take it out on me. “I–” “She was on a date with Lev Oleg, but she has some mental issues so I'm sure she fell asleep on the table thinking it was her room,” Mr Devil with a whole lie said,

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

"I fucking hate you" He didn't even seem fazed by my little outburst. Just stared at me like I was boring. "I haven't even started Matilda, you can't break already, that would be fucking boring" I was starting to realize why they called him the devil. His eyes spoke of torture and for the first time, I was truly scared of what he might do to me. A notification cut through the silence. His phone. He glanced at it once. Then his expression shifted slightly. Not emotionally, Just focused now.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

Not until yesterday, she hated him more. “I actually have something from the CIA that would definitely take your mind off the jerk that you married and the amazing part is that it’s a long term kind of project.” Medea filled her in and Chloe nodded before she grabbed the file that she was stretching to her. She opened the file and one name stood out, Alessandro Russo.

Outside, the thunder rolled again, and for the first time, Aria realized something terrifying. The Devil wasn't heartless after all. He was just broken.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to startle you." "Can’t sleep?" she muses, her delicate tone tinged with an Indian inflection. I shake my head, rousing from my slumber. "I only just woke up," I admit. Without a moment's hesitation, she retrieves a bottle of crisp, white wine and places it upon the marble counter. Moving with effortless grace, she procures two delicate wine glasses before joining me at the bar. Nirali is a breathtakingly beautiful being, possessing a unique charm that sets her apart from any other. Her most striking feature is undoubtedly her skin, which bears delicate, white patches thanks to her rare condition, vitiligo.