Enzo Bayonetta Devil May Cry Novels & Stories

Tattoos were a big turn on for me and seeing he had them made him so much hotter. “Gab, there you are.” I heard Enzo before I saw him since Dante was in front of me with my back against the bar. I felt Dante tense as hearing Enzo call out to me. “She’s busy.” Dante said with authority without taking his eyes off mine. The look in his eyes told me tonight was going to go in my favor. “Says who?” “Me.” Dante turned around and towered over the 5’8 Enzo. Yes, he was short. Shorter than me and I was 5’9.

***** 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 VANESSA Enzo Morello. If the devil had a face, it would be Enzo's. From the long list of reasons I never wanted to come home, Enzo was right up there at the top. For the last four years, I'd successfully managed to avoid any run-ins with him—until now.

"Fine, let’s do it." I got dressed quickly and we both left for the training ground, surprisingly, the underground training room looked more like an elite military bunker, cold concrete, steel racks with every weapon imaginable. Dummies that looked too human and Dante? Or should I say Doom? He was already shirtless, wrapping his hands with black tape, tattoos cutting across his arms and chest like blades... He was in his full Doom mode. He tossed me gloves. "Basic self-defense first, then we move to weapons, don’t hold back. If you want revenge, you better be ready to bleed for it."

leaving my hair to dry naturally. Turning back to the tray, there's a selection of pastries,toast and orange juice.. contemplating weather to eat I stand for a bit chewing my lips indecisively.deciding that I will need strength to plan my escape i pick up the toast praying it's not poisened and take a bite.finishing it up quickly I wash it down with the orange juice.the door pushes open and I scramble up…Enzo walks in and stare at me before closing the door behind him.he is completely dressed now.in slacks and shirt.the two top buttons of his shirt are open, revealing a few tattoos on his chest.he looks mouth watering.

QUADE "Don't you just hate it when the parents fight?" Enzo mocked, eyes twinkling in amusement, "those two seriously need to fuck already. There's not enough holy water in the world to cleanse my eyes after watching them." Zen rolled his eyes. They were opposites in every way, looks and personality. It was something I barely noticed before but nowadays, strange things caught my attention. Like the way Enzo had dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and a fucking pretty boy face with a mauled chest — thanks to me — and Zen with his dark eyes that were close to obsidian and his jet black hair. The brains and the brawn. It was obvious which was which.

In the next moment, he pulled out his sword and attacks the structure that this evil creature was about to use and rape Valentina. A wail louder than that of a scared girl screeches through the awestruck forest and blood gushes on the dirty ground heavily. Arthur’s penis falls pathetically like the broken tail of a lizard and Valentina covers her eyes, unable to see the demonic play. The trauma settles under her hiccups, but she refuses to become part of any monstrous acts.

Alex’s images entered the battlefield while he escaped underground. Zendaya violently slammed the Saintly Luna Branch in her hand against the ground. In an instant, countless roots and vines reappeared and moved rhythmically before attacking bizarre demons from Mount Oro... The onlookers saw that Zendaya was sending an area of effect attack, but in fact, it was an attack of varying severity, aiming to isolate that butterfly demon. “You’re courting death!” When the burly snailman saw Alex’s mirror images stepping in, he roared furiously and spat saliva wildly.

Bullets zoom for one direction to the next as hell breaks loose on the Italian airstrip. “Valentino” I hear her call while ducking next to the jets wheels. “Give her a gun” I order knowing that the bullets are of no real use but to make her feel like she’s fighting for her life and must kill or be killed. She fires off a few shots and I watch as her determination turns to realization. “Your going to fucking pay for this Valentino, MARK MY FUCKING WORDS” she yells as she ducks as low as she can towards Marco then somehow affectively knocked him to the ground and takes his guns and the phones off him.

Ash looked down at Talla’s unbuttoned pants and dangling belt. “She’s mine,” Ash growled, his silver eyes began burning red. “I didn’t mean to…I didn’t know she was yours. She’s just a human.” Ash moved so quickly that all I could see was blood splatter through the air as he lunged at Talla and ripped his head off with his bare hands. Talla’s headless body crumbled to the ground and burnt into flames. I let out a scream at the terrifying scene. Quickly, Ash rushed to me and embraced me in his arms. In a flash, we were gone from the alley and standing in front of the cottage by the ocean.

Enzo *warning: violent scenes ahead* Fucking hell……. I couldn’t concentrate, my thoughts were a mess, my whole thoughts have been clustered with just Yanna and I blame her sweet mouth for that. Releasing a groan, I shift slightly to adjust my pants from thoughts of her sweet mouth. For all I care, I was addicted. Clearing my head, I glance at the bloody viper tattoo on the neck of the man kneeling in front of me in chains. His moans and groans of pain echoed trough the open space of the shed.