Dewa Jahat Novels & Stories

“A werewolf won’t do it to one of theirs, right?” I want to say yes, but Devlin is a Draxmore. “Maybe the Draxmores ripped it from her.” “Or she bartered it away.” The voices slam into me, each word another knife. My knees shake, but I lock them. I will not collapse here. Not in front of them. The scarred man slams his fist against the armrest. “A wolf with no wolf is no wolf at all. She is nothing. An abomination.”

Nox "It's been over two weeks," I said, my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned against my desk and stared. "We need to tell Alex. She's going to find out sooner or later." I took a deep breath and stared down at Deloris Witt. Perhaps over the years I'd overestimated her abilities. In most things, most instances, she was unstoppable—Superwoman. If that were true, then this assignment, Chelsea Moore and Infidelity, had become her kryptonite.

“ What film do you wanna watch ? I installed a new program and paid the subscription already . Your programs only have documentaries . Aren’t you tired of watching these boring things ? “ said Derrick as he searched for a good movie . “ In comparison to you , who has all the time in the world to watch movies thanks you his laziness , I don’t have such time . “ said Damian . “ True ! Managing all those companies on your own , you have it tough boss . I would rather be a little poorer than you and enjoy life a bit more . “ said Derrick . “ Ordinary routine is quite boring . “ said Damian . “ Right ! You are too outstanding to let yourself drop a little and enjoy life . Haaah ! My dear boss br

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to send your precious mate and child to keep you company.” “I’m not dead yet.” Aluxious flicked his gaze to the hybrid, his fur melting into his human skin. His lips curved into a smile. “Also, when I met death the last time, he said I’m not his type. He’s more into people like you. Fucking disgrace to the world.”

I gasped, the warmth turning into a burning heat and coiling in the pit of my stomach before taking hold of every inch of my body. "Wh-What's going on," I panted, feeling as perspiration dotted my bare skin. "A human," he spat. His voice, although thick with contempt, was deep and smooth like velvet wrapped around thunder, sending a shudder all the way down to my tingling toes. "Who are you?" I breathed. "I—" he began, his voice oddly layered with two distinct tones twisting around each other, "—the Alpha of Mystic Pride, reject you, pathetic human, as my fated mate."

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

it's a disaster “I know you are not my son, but I will punish you .” Madly out of his anger, he said to attack Mars, who quickly passed him screaming "Thank God, I am not the son of someone like you. My name is the Alpha Gods of War, so you know that I am ready to wage a war that I will lead against you." Arrogant and arrogant, he said, and when he wanted to punch Darkel again, he crossed him to break his foot from the bottom violently and quickly.

I sat up. He just scrutinized me with that harsh Amber gaze he normally uses when I fuck up royally during our training sessions back in Italy. “I’m here to take you back to Italy” he said simply and I felt like my head was going to explode “bullshit!” I spat. “Like hell will I follow you back to that place”. “Look at your condition Devonne, I can help you, your wolf will become stronger if you’ll just let me….” “No Arian, I can’t go back with you” I just said, shaking my head.

Jahar concluded, walking closer to Dean. “You’re underestimating me,” Dean retorted, slightly irritated. Jahar rushed him, aiming for his throat, but Dean countered by grabbing his hands and tossing him with a judo throw. Abraham then tackled Dean, wrestling him to the ground. As Dean struggled, Abraham lifted him by the legs and hurled him towards Jahar. Jahar caught him firmly and struck Dean down. Dean bounced on the ground, coughing up blood. As if that wasn't enough, Jahar leaped into the air, holding his legs backward with his arms, and knees pointed at Dean. Dean rolled out just in time to avoid Jahar crashing down on him. Once on his feet, Abraham grabbed Dean's throat, choking him b

said Dita, who slightly made Dew's heart ache. "it hurts to be rejected," said Dew. "Well, anyway Dita would want to be with her husband first," said Karim. "Where is your husband? I want to see him," said The Curious Dew. She looked at Jay, who was busy. "Right in front of you? "You're a loser," I said, and you laughed. "What?" said Izzy, annoyed. Bubu approached Dita and stroked Dita's legs, Dita held bubu and showed him to the camera. "Trap. I want to play with him, try Mr. Jay is not there for sure I've pinched his fat cheeks, " said Dew.