Diabolik Lovers Laito Novels & Stories

“Tell them.” Allistair’s silver eyes dimmed for a moment, as if peering through the veil of time. "I am Chaos and has the power of the Moon, I see through bonds of lovers and mates alike just how I've seen you bonded to Damian, Fierro with Marion and Shyren with.... that's a story for another time." "ZANEY! Tell me.." Sheryn spoke while pouting in which Allistair just smirked. "Well since you want to know, I'll say it." Lust said while smirking. They all sat in the sofa after Lucifer used his magic to restore the packlands first and teleported them all to Casa Del Fierro except for Alpha Saillus.

If you got it, flaunt it I guess. Vasilios’s pack was standing behind us in the center of the room now. I felt Vasilios trembling with anger now. He let go of my hand and I let him. I looked up at him and he was grinding his teeth. “What the hell is this?” Lio asked Lolita directly. Lolita grinned. “Hello to you too Lio, It’s been too long…” She said as she leaned against the side of Teris’s throne. He looked up at her with adoration before his dark gaze fell on us again.

I smiled at my beauty whose eyes lit up when she saw my smile reaching my eyes “for once, we are at least one, big, happy family” “And that is how it will always be, neonata” I whispered to my beauty before leaning in to kiss her. She smiled into the kiss before pulling away “I love you, my beautiful, Aurora D’Angelo” “And I love you, my armor, pride, and glory, Dante D’Angelo…” The end.

He laughed. “But I didn’t want the bitch in that way. Claiming her body and virginity was just a challenge for me. She would let me fuck her all over this mansion, including your bed. I even took her sweet ass once or twice. And let me tell you, Dante, you missed out.” He said and spits out blood. I was past the point of anger. I am just bitter now. Dead, and he would be soon. “I bet her dying was the way out for you, especially since Sylvia was pregnant at the time as well,” Dario said and Luciano laughed while coughing up blood.

"I think she loves her trap though. She’ll never admit it. The two denying lovebirds here." "For real. They just don't want to admit it. And by the way... damn, man, you said you love Alora. Since when?" Vittoria asked, her eyes wide in disbelief. "Since foreverrrrrr. Dante will love Alora foreverrrrrr and everrrr...." Luca sang in his terrible voice. Their voices were causing my head to throb, and I knew I had to leave before I mistakenly killed my underboss, my best friend, and my previous underboss-slash-cousin.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

Balthier said gravely, "Promise me you'll stay calm after I tell you everything." "If you're kidding ... You really deserve an Oscar for your acting!" I chirped, but my eyes were a little tense waiting for the words to come out of Balthier's mouth. "You know? A Lycan can live for thousands of years, beasts and demons with powers beyond human reason. A Lycan has an Erasthai, or a life partner who will be with him throughout his life. A companion who will become the same devil. I ... am a Lycan, Balthier De Ville ... Blaze, your lover is my brother and also a Lycan ... And you Laila is the Erasthai of Blaze which means you will become a devil just like us. "

However, she is aware that this is not her true feelings but rather the work of the mate bond. “Please do not speak like that!” she exclaims. “I am merely flirting with my mate,” he shrugs. “Is that wrong?” “Yes! We barely know each other!” “Okay,” Dmitri says, clearing his throat. “Let me introduce myself. I am Dmitri Daskov, Duke of Sloria. I am a Lycan by birth and my wolf’s name is Daskov as well. In my free time, I like to walk in my garden, read a good book and perhaps take a stroll down town to meet my people. My usual routine consists of stalking my enemies and manipulating them into killing each other-”

Trapped in the oppressive darkness of the room, his hand tightened around my neck once more. "Diabolos, stop this madness!" I pleaded. "You misunderstand everything," I cried, struggling for breath. I refused to give in to Diabolos' twisted belief that love required obsession. "You are young, Luna, and inexperienced in these matters," Diabolos dismissed me with a wave of his hand. Considering his age, which in his eyes spanned hundreds if not thousands of years, I was indeed a fledgling. "Luna, you must understand, Fated Mates are a reality," he insisted vehemently.

He looked surprised. I take a step back to let Lorenzo do the questioning. He sits on the stool I sat on to interrogate Daniel. "Who sent you", he growls out. I felt a shiver crawl up on me from hearing him growl out. "T…the R…Russians", he said avoiding my gaze. Before Lorenzo could say Anything,I charged forward with the question that had been on my mind. "Why did he send you to rape me", I growled out. " H..he wanted to know if you were special to the Don of the Italian Mafia. I guess now he knows his answer huh?