Enzo Bayonetta Devil May Cry Novels & Stories

"Mr. Parell, I couldn't stop him…" Leo's frantic shouting snapped me back to reality. That was when I realized… I had been reborn. Bayndemar. A horrifying hell on earth. Terrifying memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. Every bone in my body ached as though it were being crushed all over again. I jerked my head up, my eyes bloodshot as I glared at Leo. "You…!"

Damn, Zenos is a disaster. Dad Ethan, mom Zenni, save your precious baby Hayden. Ahem. Definitely not liking that nickname. Save Hayden from this devilish person’s scheme. Seeing Hayden’s grievance-filled expression, Zenos' expression flickered. He lowered his head close to the boy's ear and licked the boy's earlobe sensually. "Young master, baby Hayden. Zen was wrong. Zen is sorry.” Zenos apologizes in a husky and deep, sexy tone.

Patricia addressed the man, shocking me even more. The stranger I had a one-night stand with was Alpha Enzo, and he was also my mate. But why was he so stoic? I wondered how he could remain calm and collected in this situation. Wasn't he feeling the mate bond as I was? Why wasn't he shocked to see me? Didn't he remember me?

“Caden, we’re in. Where are you?” “Big office at the back—two assistants out front. Only one with an assistant.” “Are you two okay?” he asked. He sounded worried. “Just get here.” I cut the link. Devon stepped closer. “Baylee—protect your clothes,” I linked. A soft purple haze shimmered around her as I lit my palm with fire. Devon froze. “What is she doing?” I smirked. Baylee exhaled. A banshee’s scream burst from her body—shattering glass, igniting Devon’s body in a flash of hellfire. He didn’t even get the chance to scream before he was ash.

Moreover her hair was tough black and hands were fully tattooed with strange pictures. Other than this her eyes was no more doe-eyed like an innocent one but it was a beady black, shiny, impenetrable obsidian eyes. The most terrifying feature of her was the tattoed figure of a boy face in her neck. That tattoed face had some similarity with our cute little Abigal's face. "Abarat! Abarat! Abarat. Come here", she roared more loudly like a exquisitely horrid witch. While roaring the tattoed face on her neck was exposing and one can clearly say it was Abigal's face.

It was so dark so I could not immediately see his shadow. "Why are you crying?" he asked. "Who are you?!" I asked nervously. "I, Alpha Diego Valentin, Alpha of Bloody Stone pack," he introduced himself. I was stunned for a moment when I saw the entirety of his face as he approached me. He is a perfect example of Tall, dark and handsome man.But I noticed something and that is his resemblance to Alpha Killian.Maybe I still can't get over that man's betrayal of me so I just look at the face of the man in front of me like that.

Baam! Following a deafening sound, Leon's attack landed on Enzo's shoulder. There was a loud snap and Enzo's bone instantly shattered. He was sent flying and rolled off the round. Once he landed, a sharp pain pierced through his shoulder and his arm fell weakly. Paling, he lay sprawled on the ground and was instantly disabled. "Damn it! How can this happen?" Both Diego and Milo felt struck, their hearts sinking. They thought that Enzo could at least get Leon to back away or dodge. That way, they could take the opportunity to take Leon down.

They're only interested in the riches they're going to get and the fuck they can give. I've been prowling around the pack for several days and crossed the borders several times, but I can't get close enough to finding the future Luna. I want to see this boy before I kill him. When I went beyond the border today and because I was thirsty, I approached the river, being uncovered. I didn't expect to see a pup crying, naked, by the riverside. When he looked at me, I knew who he was. It felt like Mary was there looking at me. I quickly formed a lie and exchanged a few words with the kid. He told me his name was Angel and that the whole pack hated him because he rejected his mate. Too bad, when I

“After everything, you’re still trying to piss me off.” He slammed his thigh back between my legs, grinding it roughly against my cock. I moaned loudly, the friction from the thong making my knees weak. “She’s not just a car,” I gasped. “Bethany’s my baby. I’ve had her for years. We’ve been through a lot together.” Enzo’s grip on my jaw got tighter. “Bethany,” he spat the name like it disgusted him. “You named your car after a girl and called it your girlfriend? While you’re mine?”

It’s a battery. I looked up at the observation balcony where Dante Moretti stood, his face a mask of panicked greed. He was clutching a silver-tipped rapier, his eyes darting between the struggle below and the main console. If he reached the override, he could flood the room with the neutralization gas, killing everyone—including me. I didn’t think. I climbed the metal ladder to the balcony, my muscles screaming with exhaustion. Dante saw me coming. He sneered, his handsome face twisting into something ugly.