Diabolik Lovers Laito Novels & Stories

Damian was fast, but Luciano was pure, unrelenting fury. It ended with Luciano’s hand at Damian’s throat, pressing him hard into the marble. “Touch her again,” he said, voice almost calm, “and I’ll carve the serpent from your skin.” Damian’s lips curled, even as his face turned red. “This isn’t over.” Luciano didn’t blink. “It is for you.” One twist, one sickening crack—and Damian Carrera’s body hit the floor. ⸻ Luciano turned to Aria, chest heaving. His hands found her face, rough and desperate. “Are you hurt?”

I nodded to Alessio to continue his assaults. He grunted but, then Laila said, "M****a Alessio stop, I am done," She pointed towards Santiago. "You stop wasting my time and get to business. I am not here for a party with the devils while hearing your grunts." She neared him and placed a chair in front of Santiago in a backward position and sat on it. She grabbed her kunai, "Tell us the parties involved or I will make sure you would wish your mama never made you si?" She traced the blade all around his face and dragged it down to his neck while applying slight pressure on the protruding vein to give him a cut. "Si?" "M****a. Si. Si.Si." Santiago whimpered, "Well that wasn't so bad. Now, who a

Seeing how pale he had turned, Pedro knew he recalled what he did with his family "She's mine, I'm in love with her and I'd stop at nothing to have her… even if I have to fight you, "Luciano wasn't giving up, he already had fallen for Livia, Pedro was a dangerous man. If she knew the crimes he had committed. Then she would run away from him

he demanded, his tone sharp as steel. Diana scrambled to answer first. “Your assistant comes in here expecting us to serve her straight away as if she were Luna—” “That’s because she is your Luna, you stupid woman!” Daemon’s roar shook the walls. His fury crackled in the air like an impending storm, rolling over them in waves. “Adriana is my fated mate, your Luna, and you have disrespected her!” Their faces drained of colour. Lucia’s mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air while Diana visibly trembled. The sheer terror on their faces was deeply, deeply satisfying.

Vittore and Santi can commiserate in hell about their lives ending because they messed with Delilah. While I could accept Vittore as a creep, Kat’s other news had me thrown. Apparently, during her interrogation, Liar threw Livia under the bus. I didn’t buy it. There wasn’t a connection. Everyone else but Vittore was related to the old witch. And Vittore was involved because of his unrequested crush on Delilah. That all made sense. Livia being involved just didn’t fit.

“You want to go back to a life that was slowly killing you? Back to a man who loves the idea of you but doesn’t see who you really are? Back to pretending you don’t have fire in your veins?” “Leandro loves me!” “No he doesn’t. He loves how predictable you are. He loves the sweet, accommodating nurse who will give him a comfortable life and never ask for more than he’s willing to give.” Dario’s voice was gentle now, almost hypnotic. “But I love the woman who pointed a gun at my chest. I love the strength it took to sacrifice yourself for a room full of strangers. I love the fire you are showing me right now.” “You don’t love me!” She moved backwards, putting distance between them even though

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,

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?”

he spat. Luca’s smile faded. “I am the past, present, and future. And I will burn everything you love to claim my legacy.” The two men lunged at each other, a storm of fists and fury. From the balcony above, Aria and Leo watched, breath held. Suddenly, a hidden sniper’s laser dot appeared on Dante’s chest. Aria shouted, “Dante, behind you!” But it was too late. The shot rang out. Dante staggered, eyes wide in shock.

Adamantem’s POV I saw her squinting her eyes and then she laughed out loud. “Is that the only thing that you know between Thermally and Alpha Eleo?” Thermally’s lesbian lover asked, chuckling. In this instance, I was the one who suddenly felt my eyes squint. “What do you mean?” I asked her intensely. “You know what Luna, you are so naive. Thermally and Alpha Eleo are lovers. They are bedmates, and we are bedmates. We were fond of threesome baby,” she then burst into laughter that irritated my ears. I felt my heart beating stopped as I heard what she said.