Diabolik Lovers 3rd Season Novels & Stories

"How amusing. Little did you know, Luna, that I would be awaiting your arrival." Luna's gaze hardened, her voice steady despite the rising tension. "You may have succumbed to the darkness, Darius, but we will not let it consume us. We stand together, united against your malevolence." Darius let out a cruel laugh that sent shivers down Amelia's spine. "Oh, how sweet. Young love, so naive and easily manipulated. But you see, my dear Luna, love is a weakness, a vulnerability that will be your downfall." A wave of darkness surged from Darius, engulfing the entire room. Amelia and Lycan clung to each other, fighting against the suffocating darkness threatening to consume their spirits.

I hate the fact that I got pregnant by some numerous Lycans that happen to be mated to me. The moon goddess is insane, mating me to more than two persons is foolish, I twirled to the other side of my bed, restlessly grabbed my hair, a loud and frustrating scream escaped my lips, tears rolling down my eyes. I don't care how possible it is to have three mates but I won't be the girl that's going to live on the same roof with three men.

She shakes her head, “You were rebelling and for what?” He shrugs, “I don’t know..” Diablo, Luna, and Rora come from behind the brushes. She points an angry finger at him, “You made your bed, and now you can lay in it. I will never be yours, I am in love with Apollo..” She lets out a painful sigh, “What we have can never be more than business. We will save the world together, if we must. We will even rule. If that’s how it has to be, we can never fully be what we are supposed to be…”

Without another moment to waste, I ran as fast as I could to my car and started driving back to where Maeve was resting in Hexon. When I got there, Caden and Leon were nowhere to be found, the only person standing in front of the room where she was resting was Yola. As usual, she maintained a blank expression, but I knew for a fact that she was worried. “Yola, how is she?” I asked. “She doesn’t have much time Erik, you should go say your goodbyes,” she said, avoiding my eyes while I nodded. “I’m very sorry that I failed you again. Lohki is too strong for me to handle,” she added, and I realized that that was why she couldn’t look me in the eye. She must’ve felt that I was disappointed in her

Everyone loved them and talked about them like they were gods! I glared at the couple fucking under the tree. A wave of jealousy washed over me. I needed that little bitch removed from this pack. Horus had recently put me in contact with her old lover. I dialed his phone, and he answered, "What?" "Are you ready? I've prepared everything you need as per Horus's instruction," I told him. I wasn't sure why he was so eager to find Diara, but I was thankful for his help. It was time for me to reclaim my place in Kennis's life. I intended to show him what he was missing, and I knew he would come crawling back once he realized that his Luna had run off with her old boyfriend.

“The plan was to hand me, Sareena, and Constance over to Maria DeLuca. In return, Maria hands Damian and Matt to Svetlana.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “Maria’s already on her way. She’s planning to film a love scene between Constance and Alessandro, because her plan is to tape it, kill Sareena and Constance, putting the blame on me. Then she’ll kill me before I can be questioned. She’s in love with Miguel; thinks if she hands over the right bodies, she’ll become the Capo’s wife.” Matteo’s entire body stiffened. His expression darkened like a storm rolling in. I didn’t have to ask how he felt about that.

I could only hope she got a new job that's able to pay with the same benefit Williams Group is giving her. It was lunchtime and I decided to go to the canteen to get something to eat. When I was about to leave my chair, my phone ring and it was Alle. "Hey bitch, go down at Casa Monique!" she sounded cheerful. "Maris and I are already here to have lunch," she informed and didn't give me a chance to talk back. "We won't start without you, so come quick!" Damn, Alle! I could tell they are just going to tease me and get some information about my love problems.

As if on cue, a call from +374 came in, I quickly opened the app and picked the call. “Hello, who is this?” I said, trying to steady my voice. “Hello, miss Vittoria, Vittoria Russo, or is it Balotelli?” “It doesn't matter,” I said, calmly. “What do you want?” “So you're ready to talk with us? Good.” “Just tell me what you want?” “We need a spy, Miss Russo, and we want you to be the one.” “A spy for what?” “We want you to spy on Ricardo Lombardi. We know you hate him, he killed your father didn't he?”

Elena’s tone turned brisk. I watched them go towards the stairs and climb. I tracked every flex of muscle beneath denim, every shift of long hair against broad backs. Elena’s voice dropped to a murmur. “Not every woman craves long-haired lovers.” “Yet you gave me three.” My pulse thundered. “Convenient.”

And I’d be a fucking liar if I said I didn’t enjoy every goddamn second of it. “Yes.” A curt answer as I felt the familiar jealousy brimming inside me. “Fuck, she is hot,” Luca muttered, his eyes never leaving her photo on his phone. “I’d totally do her.” One second my back was to him and the next I faced him, my arm choking the life out of him, his eyes full of surprise. I had no idea how it happened. It must have been a goddamn reflex. My body pinned Luca against the wall as my elbow pushed against his neck, the jealousy and rage swimming through my brain like a red smoky haze.