Diabolik Lovers Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

--------- Diana pov It's been two days since I came here to Damon's hiding place. He has Thamer and I had no idea what did he do to him for not remembering me. He told me that he took his memories with a spell and it's gonna be forever. I don't believe in him because Thamer loves me and he won't easily forget our past together. Flashback Diana was lying on Thamer's arms inside her room. She felt like in heaven when she's with him. She couldn't believe to herself that a simple student like her was involved in a vampire demon love triangle.

I sobbed as I walked in. “Hey, baby..” Mom came to me and then ushered me to sit on the bed. “Arabella came over and then I saw her and Rhys kissing. Rhys would not let me touch him so today, I spiked his drink but it only made him think I was Arabella. Mother, we bewitched him to think I am his mate yet he cannot love me the way he loves Arabella.” I sobbed. The thought of it all was making me feel inferior.

No matter how hard she tried to ignore it, she always felt this familiar stranger at the back of her unconsciousness, reaching out to her like a long-forgotten memory. "You know," Talia said endearingly as she walked over to the closet, "I think you're in love with the Zao person." Sira rolled her eyes so much it hurt. "For real, though, you should have seen your face." "You were completely enamored." "And what exactly does an enamored face look like?" Sira asked dryly as she got out of bed.

He told them and intended to leave the room. "That's it? That's all you had to say, and I thought you were going to kill me," Angel said he turned and looked at me with a devilish smile on his face. "I can't say that this idea didn't cross my mind but sometimes you have to change plans," he said and winked at her. "Make yourself at home my love," he said and walked out of the room. "I'm not your lover, and I never will be," Angel said loudly.

“Oh my God, you love Alex.” Diana was prompt to reply. “No, I don’t.” “Yes you do.” I pointed at her blushing face. “You love Alex.” I accused. “No I don’t.” Diana repeated, shaking her head wildly, making the floral hat drop on the floor. I still couldn’t believe that this was true. “Oh my God. You slut. You love my boyfriend.” Diana scoffed, her recently dyed black silky hair neatly tied in a bun while mine were loosely hanging around my shoulder. I hadn’t even combed them. “He was mine first.” She argued.

They both break the kiss and look at the pack. In the night, Xandier looks at Darcy who is wearing a red sexy lingerie. She is looking at him with a sexy smile. She removes her panties and bends on the bed on four legs so that her ass and her hole is visible to him. He gets excited seeing her in that position and he gets a hard on erection. He is not able to take the throbbing pain anymore. He removes his pant and directly enters inside her hole. Darcy stops herself from hissing in pain. She doesn't want to come out as weak infront of him. She wants him to think of her as strong in every way. She bites her lips to suppress the sudden pain. Xandier starts thrusting deep into her making her mo

He punctuated his words with a rub, the hardness in his groin evident against her backside. Diana's knees trembled as she walked over to the new couch. Turning to face him, she undid the clips that held her clothes together, and they fell in a silken heap on the floor. With glowing eyes, he regarded her, and her nipples puckered at his look. Sensual longing filled her veins. She draped herself on the couch, one leg bent with her foot on the floor, exposing her to his view. His eyes immediately turned smoldering, which, in turn, made her wet. With quick strides, he came to her, his impatient hands ripping his own clothing away 'til he covered her, skin to skin. He kissed her roughly, his sinu

Standing that way, he speaks once again, the ice in his vocals freezing my shattered heart. “She’s not to leave this bedroom on no account and no one is permitted to see her either.” After asserting his authoritative command, he stomps out of the bedroom and Diana wrinkles her face at me with arms crossed. She spits snidely at me, “You have tampered with the wrong man, Sorah. I can’t wait to see how hellish your days will become henceforth”. She too begins to walk away as she adds smugly, “Not even your fanged lover will be able to save your broken soul.”

You were going to sell off the woman I loved to the highest bidder and lie to me about it? "You act as if you ever actually loved her," Damien snapped at me. "You don't deserve to have happiness in your life, Kylan Anderson. You and your insane sister deserve each other in hell." From the way Diana snapped her head to the side to send the man a seething glare, it was safe to assume that she never knew of his true intentions. Despite all her cold calculative nature, Diana had ended up becoming too narrow minded in her crazed quest to properly think about the people she took on as allies.

"We grew up together, and even though this Patricia technically isn't the same, she is still the girl I fell in love with fourteen years ago. The only woman I've ever loved." "You're going too far..." Alice laughs menacingly. "And Jesus Christ, you're pathetic too—just go and find some other woman, Dior!" "How?" I laugh. "I'm already in love with that Patricia, who exists in that other dimension, Alice. And if I could walk away and give up, then it wouldn't be true love." "She won't love you back, not when she knows what and who you are! The Dior in her world still isn't lost to the darkness, but you have given up and become one with the shadows! You kill for fun, Dior—Patricia wouldn't like