Diabolik Lovers Game Translation Novels & Stories

Nikola sounded like cooling him. ""Non mi fido di te dannazione, riportala indietro! (I don't trust you dammit, bring her back!)," Luciano wasn't buying it. I wished I could understand Italian. "Non avrei mai pensato che saresti stato così follemente innamorato di qualcuno. Non hai mai toccato la sua figa eppure riesci a comportarti come un amante dipendente. (I never thought you would be this crazy in love with someone ever. You never touched a woman's pussy yet you manage to act like an addicted lover)," Nikola seemed to be fueling the fire as he growled louder.

The monster—still smirking, blood dripping from the cracks of its stolen face—spat back with a laugh, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” His smile stretched unnaturally wide—vile and gleaming. “Shut up! You’re the main threat. Fuck you!” Adrian snarled, each word sharp as blade. He stepped forward, body surging with divine heat, every step cracking the ice below. “Let’s end this—” “Too bad…” the bastard chuckled darkly. “Because you should be more worried about your fucking mate.” Everything stilled. Adrian froze.