Novel & Cerita Diavolo Themes

, she became a person who was in a position of his own even with deep hatred. An indisputable but very annoying taste. Deep love and hatred. Pain and bleeding. "Don't say anything about dying, you are mine and I won't just let you die." Regi did not speak at all but in a different sense the woman was smiling mysteriously. The boss's obsession was enormous, it turned out that maybe Regi could take advantage of it or not. It's just that yes that person won't just give up. The drama was just about to begin, a cold spirit and pride had just begun. Whoever it is be prepared for what happens after.

she shot back. “It was a deal I couldn’t resist, kitten,” I answered. “Who is Josh to you?” I asked, thinking of the boy she was always around. “How the hell do you know his name?” she demanded. “My turn now. Would you ever go back home?” I pressed. “No,” she replied. “Why do they call you Diavolo?” “Because that’s what I am. You’re the only person in this world who feels comfortable snuggling the devil,” I said. Her eyes flickered with something. Fear, maybe.

Dio (God)… the hatred in them could burn an entire city to the ground. “Nikita!” Valentino’s voice thundered from behind her, filled with rage and warning. “Touch a single strand of her hair and I will show you exactly why they call me Il Diavolo di Milano (The Devil of Milan)!” She did not even turn to look at him. Instead, she smirked. “Is the Devil of Milan in the room with us?” she taunted, giggling lazily. My breath caught as her hand slid from my face to my chin, then slowly down to my neck.

I smiled when his hand went to my stomach, caressing it with pride and admiration that there was life growing. “I promised I would destroy the world for you. And I am. Anything to keep my fire.” Damiano whispered, still looking at my stomach, feeling enchanted by it before he looked at me with a beautiful smile on his lips. He did promise me, and not once had he failed to keep his promise. After all, Damiano was a man of his word. He was my villain, and… “My Devil.” I whispered with a soft smile, and a mischievous look appeared on his face.

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

The temperature was too hot, somewhat equal to the hell. Not only the atmosphere but the ground too.. The ground was filled with dusts all over and there were two powerful species were fighting each other. The earth started to shake due to their noise and foot steps. Some of them were roaring, "He is ours.. he belongs to our werewolves team. He was our property. He is our lord." The others were roaring, "no he is not yours. He is our companion. A power vampire of our team. Don't try to snatch him from us."

He is digging his pit and as popular TV show had stated, if the Browns lost their daughter to a group of thugs, they should explain why a thug will pick interest in their daughter. Thugs don’t look for trouble; they look to intimidate the weak. These are no thugs. They are professionals. A carefully planned kidnap and whoever is behind this must have lived here their whole life. They must know a great deal about all the routes to know where to keep away from and where not to. But who? Who would steal years of a parent’s happiness only to return it just when they gathered their pieces?

" I asked as my heart banged in my chest as I hoped his answer wasn't the one I had in mind. "Diavolo was impenetrable because he had no weakness for me to exploit; even his niece was too out of my reach to use, so whenever I attacked him, I had no leverage, nothing to use to rein the devil. But now, I have his greatest weakness right in my palm." He smirked as he gently touched my cheek. "You've always boasted how much Lorenzo loves you, haven't you? Then let's put it to the test. Is he the piece of sh*t that I always thought he was who would dump you at the slightest inconvenience or would he sacrifice all he has for you? I don't mind either because it's a win-win situation for me." "What

“…just like your mother.. You are a bigger devil than she ever was.” My eyes flew open and the steering wheel vibrated beneath my hands. The engine was still running.. Sunlight had finally broken across the skyline. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as the words echoed inside my skull. You’re a monster… Just like your mother… You’re a devil..

Dia's POV (Diavolo) I, Diavolo, couldn't help but notice the change in Valerie's demeanor as the days turned into weeks. At first, I found her to be insufferable - her sharp tongue and constant questioning of my authority grated on my nerves. But as time passed, I began to see her in a different light. Her instrumental skills in navigating the complexities of pack politics were impressive, and her dedication to her work was unwavering. I found myself looking forward to our daily meetings, if only to see the spark of defiance in her eyes. And yet, beneath that tough exterior, I sensed a deep vulnerability - a sense of loyalty and duty that drove her to work tirelessly for the pack.