Diablo Female Novels & Stories

Me being the only female Alpha alive doesn't rub well on others, they feel I'm too weak to be an Alpha and I'm using every opportunity I have to prove to them that I'm not weak. "SILVANA! SILVANA!" I smile to myself when the voice of my bestfriends drift to my ears above the voice of others, they are one of reasons I haven't abandoned my Alpha title and run with my tail between my legs. I watch carefully the signs I need to know that my opponent is tired, with one swift motion I end the scuffle with my opponent passed out on floor at my feet even though he is an Alpha male. It takes more than just being a man to defeat a determined woman.

I could understand why; it must feel invasive for someone to just show up in his safe space like that. Elder Fabian was followed by the other two Elders. I noticed the second female Elder particularly this time. I’d never heard her speak. She was so quiet you could almost forget she was there. She was beautiful, with long hair streaked with silver like an old woman’s, though her face looked to be only about forty. The three of them went to sit, and Valen and I shifted to make room. Darian looked at Valen and pointed toward his room. "Go put on a shirt."

I smiled softly and decided to reintroduce myself “I am the Female Alpha of Moon Edge.” They burst into laughter again. Then one stepped forward mockingly. “If you’re the female Alpha, then I’m Alpha Keres, the merciless god of war of Drakinral” he said looking so ugly just trying to mimic him. I scoffed, unable to hide my feelings. “Ridiculous.” His face darkened at my comment and he raised his hand to slap me but my reflex caught his wrist mid-air. His eyes widened; “You dare dodge me? You omega trash!”

"But why can't he just be my only mate? Why must I be rejected did I do something wrong?" "No child this is his lesson he must learn and he can either do good from it or bad. He has strayed from the true path and needs to learn he is not a god and remember I created him. I promise that it will not hurt you like a normal rejection but he will be in great pain. This will be his punishment and also the reason you are so special. Kate I have made you the first Female Alpha to have the Goddess mark.” I know my face looks as I feel. Shocked, because she laughs and closes my mouth.

a brown-haired woman stitching spoke. Arianna blinked. Devil’s blood? “Devil? I thought they mentioned Dragon,” a blondie spoke. “Dragons are devils. There is no difference,” Diana said, walking to sit by her grandmother to check the wound Arianna had dressed. The old woman had diabetes and was at risk of dying anytime soon. “I’m going to the gathering to see what she looks like. Someone said she might have horns and can control fire,” the blondie said. “That’s not possible, Helen. Shut up,” Diana said.

It’s almost comical. “Wait, are you serious…?” Jason asks. Ryan just looks lost in thought as the words repeat in his head. “So, you’re saying that you're the last female dragon? I thought there weren't any female dragons left. They all died because of the shit Danny Further put our whole race through..” Ryan says while directly looking at me. Searching my face for answers. “It’s true guys. I’ve met Sapphire, her dragon. She's beautiful and amazing. She really is one of a kind.” I’ve got a smitten smile on my face, I look at Lily and she’s smiling right back at me.

Her presence was undeniably mesmerizing. "I am the remains of a woman deeply in love with a man," she revealed, her voice echoing with poetic sadness. "You're familiar with Diabolos, aren't you?" she asked, and I nodded in agreement. I was well aware of Diabolos, the enigmatic being who often drew me into this bizarre realm. "I am his mistress," she declared, sending a wave of shock through me. If her words were true, then she was the catalyst for Diabolos' obsession with mortality and his perilous quest.

I asked, and she scoffed. “You of all people should know that she is nothing but an enemy to me. In my eyes, she is what I am benefitting from, something that you forgot. But no, Diablo seems to be falling deeply for the woman. He sees the crystal hearted woman, the damn woman who lived fucking pure, untouched, and unloved. He wants to ruin that purity. Something that he did not see in ME!” She said, glaring at me, her hands shaking as she looked at me.

The look on the guard’s face shifted from shock to confusion. Satisfied, I matched to the front door, pulled it open, and walked in. I didn’t see any other guard there. Pablo might have withdrawn most of the guards to accompany him on his mission. I have not been here in a long time and don’t know who was in charge here but I was sure Pablo was too occupied at the moment to be here. “How can I be of help to you madam?” The voice was light and warm. When I turned to look at the source of that beautiful voice, it was a petite woman, well into her fifties who stood in the hallway. She was smiling.

“Please sit—if you don’t mind, of course.” Of course I didn't mind. I was the uninvited one in this scenario. It was a good thing I got a good-sized towel and chose to walk out of the bathroom wrapped in it. “Sure, I don’t mind.” I made sure to sit a good distance away from her. There’s a saying: A snake doesn’t give birth to a lizard. Or was it ‘a lion doesn’t give birth to a goat’? Whatever. The point is, Diablo couldn’t be much different from his mom—the woman who raised him. She could be an older, female version of him. Do I call her Diabla?