Diabolik Books Novels & Stories

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I swallowed hard, my face burning. I grabbed my glass and downed the last drops in one gulp, the fizz burning its way down. I slammed it on the nightstand, the clink echoing in the tense silence. “What the fuck are you on about?” I snapped, yanking my chin free but not moving away. My voice was breathy, my entire body buzzing. Damian set his own drink aside, half-full. “This.” He yanked open the nightstand drawer and fished out that cursed book: The Devil’s Little Bane.

“Do not worry. April will be taken care of. You did good, baby brother. Maybe saved the world last night. Happiness should be easy now.” His finger lifts again. “Go on. Press the button. Let us watch the fire together. Like old times.” The answer comes steady. “You do it. Killing ends here.” A shrug. No argument. The button is tapped. Smoke floods the screen almost instantly. Flames roar up, bright and hungry. Bodies vanish behind heat and fire. Turning away feels impossible. “I have a pathologist ready,” Abel says softly. “He will swear that body down there is yours. The chopped pieces, I mean. Diego becomes Diablo. You walk free. Poetic.”

She has to live with me either she wants to or not but she has to. Ken stared at him in disbelief but Damon's eyes were fixed on Luciana as he was staring at her with his psychotic gaze which was clearly stating a promise. Promise to cage her because this time Damon wasn't in a rage of revenge but he was like a burning lava in hell. Hell of his love for her. When an obsession turns into a madness then there left nothing except a man with black heart. ________________________________________

“It’s about the girl.” The girl whose pussy I can still smell all over me. Instead of mentioning that, I decide to play dumb and ask, “What girl?” “Diavolo, don’t blame dumb. You know what girl I’m talking about. My fucking fiancée,” he whispers harshly. I can’t help but smile. Yes, I’m fucked up, but knowing how up in arms he is over his fiancée, one would think if he really cared about her, he wouldn’t have gambled with her life the way he did.

Ava asked, probing the moon goddess to say more. "There is indeed a way. And that way is the prophecy. I can see it happening. The sacrifice of three souls. I am not sure what it actually is because it was created by my great father, but whatever it is, even as gods we can't interrupt in it." Moon goddess said with a loud sigh. "Honestly, I think it's fun. Let's see if the hybrid can survive this or not." God Alaric smiled. "She will be. If you've forgotten, then her second mate is Daniel Neptune. The witch-king of the dark witches who have access to even the dark books prohibited from the white world witches. He will try and do anything in his power to get his mate and only his mate alone.

It was an image of Scarlet’s face. Caitlin felt her stomach roll with anguish. How had her daughter’s face come to be on this ancient text in a lost vampire library? Once again, she thought of destiny. It was as though everything had already been decided. No, it was more than that. If felt as though everything that was happening now had already happened before, as if they were living in a constant loop with history swirling round and round, repeating ad infinitum. The life she was living was just one cycle, one in which the outcome had been predicted before, but was not set in stone. She could change the premonitions and prophecies. Whatever was supposed to happen, she still had control over

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

And she had to do some studying too, so yeah. Katharina signed into the system with her library card and went towards the catalogue. Tons of books were placed on the shelves, and she wanted one of them which was too high for her petite height. As she stretched out her hand and tilted her toes, tanned masculine fingers suddenly grabbed the book, that sexy husky voice speaking in her ears, "Sexual Politics?" Fuck. Alan fucking Sterling.