Dragon Devils Novels & Stories

They knew better than to attract the anger of this dangerous demon king through any sign of weakness or judgment. Malakar cleaned his sword on the dead man's clothes before tossing it aside. Then he looked at Eryndra and let out a cruel, evil smile that made her soul shrivel. The blood on his face gave him the true definition of a devil - beautiful in a terrible way, but utterly without mercy or humanity. "How do you like my welcome gift to Valethorne, dear wife?" Malakar asked, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Eryndra stared at him, her heart shattering with fear, but she fought desperately to keep a brave expression on her face. Inside, her mind was screaming with horror an

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

“Of course. My apologies. Welcome to the family, Mrs Moretti.” He bowed his head and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. I waited until he was gone to ask Luca about him. “Who was that?” “Viktor Volkov.” Luca said, watching the man’s retreating form with an intense gaze. “Alpha of the Eastern Ridge pack. He’s an ally, for now.” “For now?” I asked with a frown. “In our world, alliances are seasonal.” He turned to me, his expression hardening. “Come, the guests are leaving, we need to go.”

He was a mafia boss and a devil- nothing more than that. I had barely taken two steps into the reception after him when the door opened again and the driver guy appeared. The only difference between his outfit and the devil’s was his navy blue suit. His black hair was held back in a small bun, which was odd, considering his harsh expression. As he walked past me, I saw that he was a bit taller than my dad but not as tall as his boss. He was around Jason’s 6.1” height. How tall is this devil?

Obsidian cliffs rose like fangs, each echoing with the endless cries of the damned. Below, demons soared—winged monstrosities lashing the tortured with whips of bone and sinew. Blood ran like water in channels carved through black rock. We plunged deeper. A fortress rose from a lake of black fire—spires of rusted iron and sharpened obsidian twisted toward the sky. The Devil’s Keep. The heart of corruption. Through a broken window, we entered. Inside: firelit gloom, a forge of horror. Torture devices lined the walls. Hooks. Blades. Machines meant not to kill, but to unmake.

Really is an extreme drink for straight people like Regi and Jenny. "Have a meal, Miss Jenny. We'll talk casually but surely." Gerand spontaneously rolled his lazy eyes. What Deny said was too ridiculous in his ears. "Oh yes, I will introduce myself first. My name is Deny Felixa. Owner of Felixa Corp in America. I plan to cooperate with this company. I am also Mr. Yosefa's younger cousin." Regi just stared embarrassed at the person who spoke, this was the second time he had heard this. Then it's still the same as before, that person's pretentious face is still visible.

Devil smirked wickedly, "Run! Run! Little lady, I'll see how far you can run away from me.. I'll break you, clip your wings and cage you. And you will cry and only cry because I never forgive and Forget. Now it's a payback time" ~NEIL KHANNA, CO-CEO of K.K corporation with Arjun Kashyap (The BEAST), is a 28 year old hottest Sexiest business tycoon of India. He is the cruelest creature 'DEVIL' of God who he doesn't believe in 'FORGET AND FORGIVE' "I'm good but not an ANGEL", NEIL KHANNA aka DEVIL. ~AASHMAAN, An Angel. Her name is Aashmaan, only a name, she doesn't have any surname.

Julianne Johnson Female lead Age - 34 Height - 5'6 Blonde haired Occupation - police officer Nationality - Spain Relatives : Mr. Steven Johnson - father. Late Mrs. Mary Johnson - mother Johnny Johnson - little brother Spouses: Mr Stanley Morgan - former husband. Damien Lucifer - demon husband. Jake - Mafia husband --------- Damien Lucifer Male lead 1 Real Age - 356 yrs Human age - 35 yrs Height - 6'2 Hair color - black

She looked at Maddy who is staring at her and innocently smiled at her then back to Daemon. He wrapped his arms on her waist while not taking off his eyes with Maddy. “Hello, Maddy.” He looked at Devon lovingly. “Dev, meet Maddy. She’s a friend.” “A friend,” she repeated and tasted a bitter taste in her mouth. She offered her hand to the woman who is giving her a curious look. “Hello Maddy. I am Devon… Devon Druft, Daemon’s wife.” Daemon smirked proudly and sipped on his glass. “It’s nice meeting you.”

The Sword Master made an evaluation. In the Immortal Period, an adult Fire Devil could kill a high-level God Realm Master. They were one of the primitive residents of this world. Like many other primitive residents at the same time, they inherited the power of heaven and earth, obtained the opportunity and luck at the beginning of the chaotic world, and obtained primitive power. Therefore, they could become fierce and unmatched without cultivation. However, the Fire Devil in front of Ding Hao was huge, thousands of meters high, but it had not fully grown up. Ding Hao observed carefully and vaguely felt a kind of power in this huge ruthless devil that was completely different from the martial