Diavolo X Lucifer Novels & Stories

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. "

He then hands her the necklace and tells her to gaze upon it and witness everything that takes place. Lucy keeps her eyes upon it and sees many dark things that will most likely happen to not only her husband but everyone that he has ever known. Despite everything, he went through and everything that he sacrificed to defend the region with his brother would come at a significant cost. Lucy sees that all the regions and cities he conquered would be reduced to ashes, and the people who live in those cities would either die or witness their homes burned to the ground. She desperately tried to look away from the mirror, but she could not because of how intense the imagery was. She then sees that

I hated the way he made me feel, but oddly enough I also loved It. Nathan was a dangerous man. And my definition of a dangerous man was a man who was confident. He knew he had the looks and the power as a Lycan, but what he didn't know was that I wasn't the other low lives that would willingly kiss his feet and do his bidding. I was my Father's daughter no matter what, and I have grown to know his tale as a ruthless devil who ruled his people with an iron fist.

"Do you not realize what you are doing right now, Derrick? You are my little devil, a product of my creation. Who do you think you are to be able to challenge me and my decisions? I am the Devil!" "I don't care who you are," Derrick said, stepping forward to confront Lucifer. His matching Lucifer's giant form left a bitter taste in Lucifer's mouth. It's making him see the similarities between them, and he's regretting how perfect he made Derick's new form. "You may be the real one, but you still can't just do whatever you want to those I care about." The tension between the two grew thicker as they continued to argue, with Zin completely out of the picture.

He kept on yelling as he stood up and began throwing everything that his hand reaches. I sat up on the bed crying while covering myself. “How did you do this to me? Did you really plan to make me mad so you would have an excuse to be with that moron, huh?!!” Lucifer yelled. “No, I didn’t—Lucifer, please listen to me first…” “SHUT THE FUCK UP! I’M FUCKING TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR DAMN EXCUSES! YOU LET THAT MAN FUCK YOU, DIDN’T YOU?!”

"They always say that they can handle me but they never are able to in the end. You don't have to be sorry about that." Diavolo turned to face him. "You may leave now Luca. I want to be left alone." He ordered and with a curt nod, Luca walked out of his master's bedroom. Diavolo approached his mirror and took off his mask. He stared at his reflection in the mirror and couldn't help the hate and anger that sizzled inside of him. He hated feeling this way but he doesn't regret it. As long as people feared him, he didn't care and when the time is right, he would avenge those who had hurt him. Most people would think that he was holding back because he was too scared to make a move. But In life,

He paused the video and zoomed in on each of his members wrists. There lay a tattoo of a snake eating its own tail. He took the video back and zoomed it on the other group's wrist. Iris eyes widened, her expression immediately turned grim. Her mind slowly getting a hang of what was happening. "You see, Iris I didn't kill your family." He flipped the slick laptop close and tossed it on the bed. "All of them are going to pay." She gritted her teeth her eyes staring ahead of her with determination. Cassian gave out a dark bone chilling chuckle. Iris recoiled.

From up here, the city glowed like a wound—fires smoldering, broken glass glittering, and the cries of the desperate echoing into the dark. Behind her, Dante’s footsteps were measured, deliberate, like a predator stalking the silence. He had grown quieter in recent weeks, his rage contained but seething like a furnace beneath the surface. The attack two nights ago had proven what they both already knew: there was someone else moving pieces against them. Someone smarter, colder, and more patient than Lorenzo had ever been. Amara didn’t turn when Dante finally spoke. “They call him Il Diavolo,” Dante said, his voice like gravel. “The Devil. An old ghost. I thought he was buried years ago, but

"Brothers! My brethren! I extend my deepest gratitude for your presence, for llanswering my call with honor. A profound and malevolent force has loomed over us for far too long, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake. It possesses but a single purpose. Death! Yet, the time has come to eradicate this evil from the very fabric of our existence. A millennium has passed, and a thousand years is more than enough for evil to prevail. The time has come for us to rise against it. However, make no mistake, my brethren, this battle we face shall be the epitome of hardship. This evil is not to be trifled with; it is power incarnate and boasts an unholy alliance. Indeed... the devil has forged alli

Lucifer said while laughing out loud, making Dario feel something strange about his damn son-in-law. Dario gripped Lucifer’s hands then turned the situation around. He gave back every punch that Lucifer had just thrown at him. “Stop it!” Odette shouted frantically, but she was ignored. “You said that I made her cry. What about you then? You left her, bastard!” Dario grabbed Lucifer by the neck, just like the man had done to him before. “STOP, DARIO!” Odette shouted in annoyance, and this time she succeeded. Dario turned to look at her, and Lucifer used this opportunity to slam Dario aside. He still wanted to fight, but he stopped when Odette told him to stop and called his name.