Diamond Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

I munched the strawberries happily but I could see a look of reluctance fixed on Harper's face. “You don't like strawberries?” I asked shortly. I was being like Harper too, meddling it business that shouldn't be my concern. “No, that's not it… I'm a big fan of strawberries!” Harper replied. She picked one delicately and threw it inside her mouth. She was obviously not munching. “You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, baby,” Olivia seemed to have noticed too. “Someone once told me strawberries weren't as sweet as they looked. He didn't like it because of that.”

Serena's POV The party was everything she had wanted it to be and then some. The media got hold of it somehow, the way the media always got hold of things involving Lucian, and by nine o'clock there were already posts spreading across the internet. Lucian Devlin, the devil himself, turns 38. The photographs were everywhere. The garden, the lights, the man himself standing with his wife and his twins and the particular expression on his face that was so different from the expression he wore in boardrooms and in photographs taken without his knowledge. He looked, Serena thought, like someone who had been given something he didn't know how to hold yet but was learning.

He clicked his fingers and a book bigger than bother of them appeared from nowhere. "This is the special devil fruit", Master Damien joked.

He then brought the basket to Elio, looking like an old man who just got back from the market. After he placed the basket on the coffee table. Elio took a closer look and saw the grapefruit-sized object inside it. It had an ugly grayish-black wrinkled exterior, and it smelled nauseating. A scorching heat emanated from it as if it had just emerged from an oven. Elio's eyes widened. "It’s a Scarletflame Fruit! It's a precious fruit that grows inside volcanos, and it takes at least a thousand years to grow to this size. Despite its looks, it’s a truly rare find!”

“So where is this Deleima and what gossips do you have on this place?” Jai asked Darrion as they flew above the flower meadow in the South Gate. “Southward from our beautiful castle walls. The famous thing from that village is the Derima fruit. It tastes sweet and sour, and it’s a bit addicting to eat it one by one,” Darrion chuckled, seemingly having reminiscence of him eating the fruit. “You know how small bits it is, and what’s the most charming from it was that it doesn’t have any seeds! The tiny fruits are the seeds, and we can eat them like normal fruit flesh! How cool is that?!”

The next second, Darryl looked around, and his heart skipped a beat; he was extremely excited. 'D*mn, why are there so many spirited fruits here?' The branches surrounding Darryl were covered in fruits like the Carica fruits, the Five Spirit fruits, the Abundus fruits, and many others. All of those fruits were rare treasures. The Divine Farmer had mentioned that the Godly Region was rich in spiritual energy and precious fruits grew in abundance. Ordinary people who ate one of those fruits would find their strength significantly increased. Those precious fruits contain incredibly pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Sharon said as she nodded. Right then, Josh Batton walked over with a large plate of fruits containing cut melons, watermelon, kiwi, dragon fruit, and lychee. The mix of fruits with different colors seemed appetizing. He set the plate down then sat next to his wife, feeding her a lychee fruit. “How does that taste?” he asked. A burst of sweetness erupted in Annabeth’s mouth once again, and she nodded joyfully. “Good.” Sharon then fed her a piece of kiwi. “Have some of this. It’s full of vitamins.”

Silvester slowed down his walk, then he glanced over his shoulder and said, “Among the nine islands of Draconos, we’ve only set foot on three.” Tristan turned to Lewis, who only gave a shrug. Three? Was that how mysterious and dangerous the islands were? A few minutes had passed, and they reached the part of the forest where red, spiky fruits had hung with the leaves above them. The sweet and citrus scent filled the air. Tristan had never seen such fruits before, not even in Andorhal. “Dragon fruits,” Lewis told him. Ripe fruits had scattered around them on the ground. Tristan picked one and considered its size with both hands. When he found worms in it, he threw them back on the ground.

The next morning, I walked into the royal dining hall. It was a space reserved for royals and high nobility, decorated with ancient tapestries and crystal chandeliers. I had just sat down when my stomach turned. Dexter was holding court at the head table. Before him was an exquisite crystal platter. On it were Silverbark Fruits. The sacred fruit that only a pregnant Luna was permitted to eat, said to contain pure lunar energy that would strengthen an heir's alpha power.

“You are mine, Devil Emperor Finn.” A fragment of pure halo light bloomed from her palm and sank into his heart. Finn slid his hand around her waist, pulling her close. “I am only yours, Heavenly Empress Vivica,” he whispered, accepting her light as he placed a beautiful black crown upon her head, the crown of the Empress of Hell. Their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss as white and black petals rained down from above, showering them in a storm of light and shadow. Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue.