Diablo 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The moment I took a look at the injury, my injured foot started throbbing in agony. Diablo stood before me, a look of concern etched on his face. "Let me see." He sat down on the armchair in front of me, his voice soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the anger I saw earlier. I hesitated because I am unsure of why Diablo was being so kind to me all of a sudden but his expression was insistent, so I slowly lifted my foot onto his lap... His hands were surprisingly gentle as he examined my foot. He probed the injured area, his fingers searching for any signs of serious damage.

' I chuckled and started putting away my stuffs I slumped on my new bed and slept off Tomorrow is gonna be a really long long day. DAMIAN POV I walked into my suite I pulled my suit and hanged it... I saw a girl today. My heart connected with hers. But why? I haven't seen her before. ---------------------------

I admit Sheila is one feisty one and Ty will muzzle her soon if she is not careful. ***** Drax I have been working with my mate's former lover and I admit, I wished I could kill him, he talks too much and annoys my peace. So I did the most annoying thing ever, I invited his mate to tag along and that shut him up, watching the tension between them is entertaining but I was on a mission. Eli was Elijah's only son and he was following in his father's footsteps, he hated that his mate was rejecting the bond because of their history. We were driving and at the last minute, we got a flat, that was weird but we got out of the SUV to change the flat. Andrew got the spare tire and took off his shirt,

Damian replied, walking closer to the stage where Elara and Elijah were. "Believe me when I say that I will gladly be involved in Elara's problem, and I don't want her to be hurt by someone like Alpha Elijah because I have feelings for her, and what my brother said about me scheming behind his back is true because I plan on stealing his chosen mate." TO BE CONTINUED

"You need to understand the Fenrir pack. They are not your run of the mill village town where you can pillage and do whatever the fuck you want. They are born warriors and have no fear; they will die for the pack without a moments hesitation." "You are connected to Diana are you not?" "Yes, I am" He sighed heavily, "I've tried reaching out to her several times, but she is much too far." "Tell me about him." "About whom?" "DAMIAN." I gritted through my teeth. "Oh- well, what can I say? He is..." He scratched the back of his head. "Scared of the flattery?" I felt my agitation rising. I wanted the truth, I wanted to know everything about him.

“ Mom , how was I supposed to know that he was your best friend’s son ? “ said Damian . “ I have told you many times that madam Laura Landar is my bets friend . Just from the surname Landar you should have understood it on your own . You are so smart so I thought this much would make sense to you but it looks like I truly underestimated your ability to ignore your mother’s words . “ said madam Diana annoyed . “ What happened , happened mom ! “ said Damian . “ Tell me , how far have the two of you gone ? “ asked madam Diana . “ We have already slept together a couple of times . “ said Damian . The look on madam Diana’s face made Damian feel the chills for the first time in a while in his life

Diablo's body grazed the ground, his clothes charring against the ground as Senna swerved. Not even his screams stopped Senna as he was ready to maim him to death. He kept kicking his gas and increasing his speed, and soon, the grounds were filled with blood. Diablo screamed till he was too weak to, and Senna's men cheered and chanted his name aloud. He used rage and anger. The desolation Diablo had brought to his family years ago, the people he had manipulated and used. The innocent people he had killed, and he didn't stop until thirty minutes later. Diablo was dead when he stepped out of the car, and Senna's men rushed towards him, standing over Diablo's dead body as he kicked him to the s

The bastard. “I feel nothing and I don’t want anything either,” I lied anyway, lifting my chin defiantly. Jace laughed, and the sound sent shivers down my spine. “Your heart’s beating so fast I can hear it from here. Your arousal is telling me a completely different story, Dahlia.” Damn these supernatural senses. I couldn’t hide anything from him. “Whatever you think this is,” I said, backing toward the door, “it’s not happening. Find someone else to play your games with.”

Damian holds my hand as I slowly stand up from the bed on wobbly legs and follow him out for the room and to our own. "That was a good sex. Grazie," I say as he closes our playroom door. "I'm so proud of you. You took three different dicks so well," he says as he lays down on the bed and pulls me to cuddle him. "None of them were even you," I say and he lets out a small laugh. I frown when I realise that means I've just had sex with three different men and none of them were my boyfriend. I'm a whore. "Why are you sad?" He asks and makes me look up at him.

No matter how Elliot tried to move out of his hold, it was no use. He could only watch as Fiora brought Ruby and Rose out of his room. He was agitated but helpless. Damian chuckled as he stared at Elliot. “Elliot Katz, your good life is ending. You’re about to experience what hell is like!” he whispered. It was a threat to Elliot. It told Elliot that Fiora was going to begin her revenge. After Damian spoke, he let go of Elliot. Then, he followed Fiora and her gang as they quickly left.