Diavolo Requiem Novels & Stories

One man peeled Julius's shirt from his body, revealing bloodied skin already torn from earlier beatings. The first cut was across his chest. Deliberate. Slow. Julius screamed. Dante closed his eyes for a moment, breathing it in. The scream was music—high, cracked, desperate. “Do you know what the funny thing is?” Dante asked, walking slowly to a steel cabinet. He opened it, revealing an array of tools—pliers, wires, hammers, a blowtorch. “She doesn’t even know how precious she is. But I do.” He selected a thin ice pick and turned. “And you… you’re going to bleed until you understand what it means to touch something that belongs to the devil.”

Tears trickled from his eyes as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat. “Mika? Where are you?” His whole body trembled. No way. No way. He looked around once more, but all he saw was Kael’s eyes filled with rage towards the man and Royce’s silent sobs as he hugged Riguel. “You’re such a good boy, so I rewarded her with a painless death.” The man laughed. “A painless death?” Dio stopped crying. His eyes turned serious as he felt his mana convulsing within him. He was itching to destroy everything out of rage, but his family was near.

“I’m coming to flatten your house. Don’t let your kid be in it when I do.” “You’ve lost your mind,” he said, laughing uneasily. “What’s going on?” “Don’t act like you don’t know. You just sent someone to my house.” “No, I didn’t,” Diavolo said sharply. “Not since the last time.” Silence. I turned slowly. The kid was sobbing now, something between a plea and a prayer leaking from his mouth. “The last time,” I said. “You mean when you almost got me killed on my wedding night?”

It was repulsive. "Take care of him and let Romano know that he was useless. He didn't know shit about Diablo" Diablo was the cause of every hatred in my heart. He was the reason why vengeance was embedded so deeply in my every senses. Every gunshot that was ever caused by me,by my fingertips left behind a dream of it being him behind the trigger. "Send in Damien",I growled out Shit is officially about to hit the fan I hear a knock on my office door.

“Who are you?” “Let’s get you settled before I tell you who I am,” he said. I shook my head. “No.” My voice was hoarse from crying too much as I spoke. “Tell me, now. Please.” He sighed. “Lazzaro Visconti.” My already sore eyes widened, and my body began to tremble as I recoiled. No. Please. No. Lazzaro Visconti. The devil himself. He was said to have killed his wife after she bore twins for him. He was the most ruthless of them all, and above that, the Visconti family had a decade-long beef with my family—the Martelli family.

He said simply, eyes on Vivienne Making me tighten my hold on her She noticed this, and turned her attention back to my neck, kissing and sucking on the skin. Chaol's eyes darkened as he zoned in on the action. "I thought this was a business meeting" he said annoyed I nodded "It is" Cassian said Cassian Nosov was my right hand man. "Then why are you letting her act like a whore?" He asked Vivienne's head popped up, an adorable pout on her soft red lips "A whore?" She asked in a childish way

her attacker snarled, "Do you have no manners? Don't you know you're supposed to leave the room when I'm with my man?" Since when? She wondered, but wisely kept that question to herself. "I'm so sorry." "I'm sick and tired of your apologies," the angry woman sliced a hand through the air, "Get rid of that dirty water and refill with fresh one. Diego tracked dirt into the house." Estella glanced at the path Mr. El Diablo had taken into the house and squinted, trying to see the dirt that seemed to be only visible to the other woman, but she didn't want another slap so she rushed to do her bidding.

He looked at him with a smile on his face and it was clear that both parties didn't like each other at all in fact it felt more as if they were putting up with each other. "Alpha Lyon, I beg you, can you please give her back to me ". Derek said. Andrea was shocked by this, she couldn't believe that he was begging the other alpha whose name was Lyon to give her back to him. She was definitely sure that he was stronger than him, otherwise, why would he be begging so much? Afraid he might agree, she shook her head in disagreement. Alpha Lyon narrowed his eyes and something flickered in them as he gazed at her trembling form.

I was begging him to understand. The flames in Damien’s eyes had disappeared, They were now solid black. The Damien I knew was gone, He was cold and emotionless and I could feel he was determined to kill Gabe. It was then that I noticed both Phenex and Azazel were standing behind Damien. Was that a chicken leg Azazel was holding? Leave it to him to worry about food before a fight.

“What? Were you not running some detective errands then and totally forgot you were to pick up our daughter by eight that day? Or did you…” “I AM DOING THIS FOR OUR DAUGHTER.” Sebastian feels the rush through his bones, every part of him undergoing transition and the rage fueled by regrets coursing through every vein, almost bursting through. He charges towards Maria but she only flinches. She only flinches with her heart heaving and tears rolling down her closed eyes. Her lips are pressed against each other and her breath appears programmed. Sebastian squeezes his clenched fist harder. Confusion is a belittling word compared to the devastation he now faces. The walls of his mind commence to