Enzo Bayonetta Devil May Cry Novels & Stories

They took her away from me! Dante stepped in front of me blocking my path but I glared at him and he stepped back. I pulled out my septton small black blade and stabbed the bald guy in the thigh. His head jerked back as he cried out in agony. His olive toned skin turns red, thick veins popping from each side of his head. My heart pounds in my chest as my breaths slow down, carefully staring at the man as he cries out in pain. "Vincent Alo." I say, he glares at me, his whole body trembling in pain, sweat and tears covering his face.

"That was a foul, Fayle." "What! It worked didn’t it?" "Taken don’t react to pain like we do. You can’t count on that low of a blow to count. Positions!" Burney rolled to his side and got up, still looking like he wanted to vomit. "You did that... On purpose?" I grinned as I backed away. "You said to go low." "You're dead," he said, positioning himself for the sprint. "Go!" Burney ran at me and I ducked. He'd expected another side step, so threw his arms wide and his weight low so he could catch me on either side, but his torso hit me strait on, pinning me beneath his entire weight.

I and Dante made a sharp pivot and my gaze fell upon a young handsome man, probably Dante's age, coming towards us. His chestnut brown hair was slick, cascading down the nape of his neck. His brows were full and his eyes carried a shade of ocean blue but I noticed an awful straight scar that was indented next to his left eye. That must have been deep. He was as tall as Dante and he was equally muscular. But overall, he was good looking. His smile was rather infectious too. "Ah Valentine Greco. If I'm the devil then what are you?" Dante asked with a brow slightly raised.

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.

"Fair lady, what do you trade for my assistance?" I had him. "First, your name." "Bastian." He breathed out on a moan as I wiggled beneath him. "I cannot give you my virginity, Bastian." His eyebrows cocked, his eyes growing even darker still. "Then what can you give me, fair lady?" "You misunderstand. I've already given my virginity away and had too many other men to count. But I can fuck you, Bastian, of that have no doubt." It took two seconds for my words to sink in. He exploded from the bed, leaving me bereft. His eyes glowed completely red-dragon red. I wondered if he could spew fire as a human.

"Can't I do it without the heat?" Delilah shook her head and placed the knife back into the fire. "You will heal immediately after the cut and you will not scar. This knife would make it hard to heal. You will scar and that will be a reminder of the oat and what consequences come with it if you fail to keep it. So tell me, young woman, are you ready to do it." Petra swallowed. This was going to last for just a moment. She looked at Leon and he gave her a nod. She turned to Delilah. "I am ready to do it."

CHAPTER 7 GABRIEL Arianna was PISSED OFF cos that's the only time she would drop the "F" bombs. I turned my attention back to them and then noticed a guy I hadn’t seen earlier standing by my Bella and with his one arm around her waist while she just stood there like a statue and looked very uncomfortable. Who is this guy? I let out a low growl and made my way across the room towards them. "Long time no see Ari. Did you miss me?" I heard him say. "F**K YOU CAMERON AND GET YOUR FILTHY HAND OFF BELLA!!!" Arianna roared at him. "Ease up with the F**k word baby girl, you know you thoroughly enjoyed it when we f**ked, and you didn't seem to mind when this filthy hand gave you immense pleasure and

“Isn’t that a prized possession of the Zeróvka? Hand it over to the Shinjin, and you wouldn’t need to sit here kissing rings.” The goat shook his head slowly. “The Devil has more influence than Shinjin. I trust Diávolo.” Luca didn’t know what shocked him more, the proposal or the boldness behind it. The goat wasn’t just putting on a show. There was sincerity in his voice. True respect. And that felt pretty dangerous. Kain reached down and affectionately ruffled Luca’s hair. “Did you hear that? He trusts the Devil.” Then, addressing the room: “Deal.”

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

My eyes immediately landed on him, Alpha Jace, lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, as if he didn’t carry the weight of countless sins on his shoulders. He looked calm. Innocent, even. But I knew better. That face, that body, had inflicted pain on so many. Including me. Elena wasn’t with him. It was just him. Alone. I reached for the dagger hidden beneath my robe, gripping the hilt tightly. My hand trembled slightly as I raised it, standing over him, replaying every cruel word, how he killed me. He deserved this. This was justice. But just as I was about to strike…