Novel & Cerita Diabolik Lovers Genre

Basilio DiLustro, on the other hand, I devoured all I could find. One day, Basilio would become head of the New York Syndicate. And he was just as deadly, if not more, than his father. Although, he didn’t strike me as being as cruel as the infamous Gio DiLustro. After all, he caught me falling off the balcony. It was kind of romantic, if you really thought about it. Like a Romeo and Juliette kind of romance. My brows furrowed. Those two had a tragic love story. Maybe I should refrain from that comparison.

"Duncan, of course. He is my soul mate." "Erin, I feel like you should think this over. If Mark treats you like the princess you are, then why don't you give him a shot?" Lola reasoned. Erin finished the braiding and rested her palm on Lola's shoulder. "I love Duncan." "Because he looks like Darcy?" Lola arched a brow. "Because he is a sweet man ordained by the Dracula," Erin stated firmly, letting her hand fall off Lola's shoulder. "This is risky. The fanged gods would have your head on a platter, that is, if mother doesn't have your head first," Lola warned.

That was the day, he proved that he truly loved Rafaella, but his way of getting her was not perfect and you know, even though we humans are not perfect, we wish for perfection and the same was asked by Rafaella. That is how Adonis’ love also became toxic. She looked down at the bag, realizing the blue diary in it. It held a lot of secrets and they needed to be kept buried. She knew where she had to keep it safe. Hades did not mention much about Nathaniel but he wrote that he knew Nathaniel had a crush on her, which turned into obsession. He did not write further but he realized that Nathaniel also loved Alessandra when he closed his eyes, accepting her decision which was clear by her attack

And the rest of the guys. I sat my cognac on the side table, watching through the one-way glass as politicians, criminals, and the rich equally squirmed. I hated all those fuckers. I hated the criminals that pretended they were better even more. Like the fucking Romanos. We were all killers and sinners. One big difference - my friends and I only killed when we needed to. Or for revenge. Many of these men killed for power, money, sport, or even pleasure. And some even use their own family to try and get ahead. The way Alphonso Romano used his niece's charms and beauty to blind me, and I played right into it.

pray it's really coming true the True Alpha and the Turned one oh the stories I heard as a child. The doctor looks so excited and he smiling and dancing now oh the joy you two will bring to our world. He stops and grabs her hands you must protect your child at all cost if the legend is true you and your family and children will bring peace to all of us. Tam stands up from the chair wait you belive I am the True Alpha and and he falls back down in the chair. It explains everything your connection too her while she was still human. Why you could never touch another female it all makes since. You two are meant to be its been told for thousands of years. I know I heard the stories as a child. S

“It is sometimes entertaining considering the fact that your fan base is mostly women and you don't have a hard time interacting with them.” “Those ones are different. Mendes is not my fan and you know it,” I bleated and darted a look over my shoulder only to shudder when my eyes locked with hers and she blew me a kiss. “Yeah,” Ryder agreed. “She wants to have your babies legally or illegally.” My gaze swiveled back to Ryder as I held up the key card to the reader and pressed a button. “She said that!” I exclaimed with wide eyes. Ryder smirked. “It's quite obvious, isn't it?”

Lucia Lucia The disco lights flooded the floor as we stepped inside the room after going through some security checking devised by some of the guys from college. All they did during security check was to grope and palm my intimate parts and touch and graze their hands over my neck and hips. It was disgusting when I swat away their hands and ducked behind Calvin, one of the guys leaned down and spoke with a smirk growing on his face that sent terrifying chills over my spine. " Don't be sacred of us little princess, we are very good boys, " then another guy pointed my hand gripping Calvin's ones and said,

“He probably wants another round. I could go over and punch him.” “Or he’s obsessed, with his hatred ” Oliver said, smirking. “You sure he’s not planning evil?” Austin rolled his eyes. “Can we talk about something else?” Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall, Brian’s own friends were watching. Matteo sat opposite them while James sat beside Brian. James leaned in. “Well well two enemies working together” Brian snickered “You are one to talk, weren’t you paired with Benjamin?” James laughed “Come on buddy, I am not enemies with Austin’s friends”

she said politely, disappearing into the kitchen with a faint hum. Time passed. Felix leaned in to whisper something into Florence’s ear. She laughed softly, leaning closer still, their fingers intertwined as if to remind the world they still had each other. Then the movie shifted. A scene appeared, one that turned the living room still and heavy: a sultry, graphic scene where the main character, strong and shameless, was entangled with a maid her innocence barely a veil as his hands roamed freely, pressing her breasts, grabbing her buttocks, taking her without hesitation. The moans filled the room like an unwanted fragrance.

This made my father proud. He told me this many times, especially after seeing me at my worst. They called him when I was too anxious with my knife, the blood of our enemies staining every part of me as red as the Devil. This is where the legend of il Diavolo (The Devil) was born . Eviscerate, dismember, break... the pain I distributed was returned tenfold in my father's love.