Fami Death Devil Novels & Stories

*** "Hah so funny. You plan to destroy your future wife yourself. It's just not bad, if suddenly you betray I will hit back." Again a smile was etched beautifully on Gerand's face. The only child from the Darenia family did not know who she was dealing with. When it comes to power, they are almost the same, but in terms of cruelty, they are clearly different. Crushing was commonplace for Gerand. There is no lingering feeling in a Gerand Yosefa, only self-gratification. "Okay, we agreed to work together. Oh yeah, don't forget to come to my wedding and Regianis on Sunday this week. An official letter of invitation will come to your family soonon the show, how about we start the game?"

Throw it on the pile at this point. “All right. I’m a literal devil. I’m the highest ranked and most deadly kind of demon. My entire family are and so my great-grandparents made a business out of it, helping to rid the world of those who deserve it. Soul suckers for hire. If you see me, I’m the last thing you see before I take your soul into my body and your corpse burns to ash slowly and with excruciating pain,” he says, meeting my eye. My jaw falls open and I quickly close it. But it just falls open again. *What the fuck,* Hope squawks.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

“To the mall and everyone trapped in it?” “Police were in effect. Chief called my Famila. Apparently it was a foreign gang, overstepping boundaries.” He folded his hands. His voice falling a little deeper and a little darker. “No one hunts on my turf without my permission.” I smiled. I knew I shouldn't but I did. The police would have made an arrest if they handled it. I didn't want the arrested. I wanted them gone. “What were they? The gang that attacked the mall?” “They called themselves Devils. They are some small group that is protected by a bigger mob, they are allowed to do anything so long as they don't betray the Famila.”

Yet, his story aligns with shit Lenox told us, so if there is actual danger and mystical evil, I need to help him fight it. “That’s impossible,” Fenton chuckles. “Yeah,” I whisper. “Than, the demon that recently joined our family, thought the same. Wait, you won’t understand which one he is if I’m using the nickname. Sathanas, that’s his name.” I glance at Fenton and grin at the look on his face. His skin slowly loses the light blush and becomes paperwhite, so I try to make the situation a little better. “Don’t worry, he’s not dangerous or anything. He’s family. Anyway, he claims God is dead.”

Her looks though…That’s way too scary. Ban: Umm Lord Drago… Is that.. Lord Drago: Yes, before you is the legendary Familiar that even our ancestors had never had a contract with. I called her Spier. And as you can see, her ability is Space Manipulation. Upon summoning her and forming a contract with her after a night long battle in the South Valley, I gained an insight on these familiars. There are twelve of them in total. Let this be clear that they are no Familiars. They are what shines at the Night of the Death. The Zodiacs of Hell. The Fallen Angels.

His wings were out, the deep navy of them contrasting with his olive skin and light hair. Devon had stationed himself behind me, far behind, aiming at and taking out many Nephilim before I could even get my hands on them. As soon as one was identified as a threat he was on it. Which is why when I didn’t notice this guy getting shot I turned around quickly to check on him. A Nephilim had Devon in his grip, his big hand around his throat as he dangled there. No, No! I screamed in my head as I bolted toward him, leaving the giant Nephilim behind and no doubt a little confused. As I watched Devon’s feet thrash and kick, his hands desperately trying to pull off the Nephilims hand as his face turn

The Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Dark Race had died in under a split second, and the few Undead Family members were set to make a move on the four ladies as well as Yelena. However, at that moment, Lucas activated his Hundred Heavenly Steps. In the blink of an eye, Lucas appeared before the four ladies. "Immemorial Demonic Slash!" Three thousand demonic phantoms were unleashed. Consequently, the Undead Family members surrounding the four ladies turned into ashes. "Let's have a match to the death against Lucas the Demon!" "Attack!" At that moment, countless Undead Family members charged at Lucas. Lucas smiled. He raised his fist and spelled out each word as he said, "Domineering Demonic Punch."

"There is also another version of this, It says that your family ancestor has gone to the devil to ask for the power and made a pact with the devil himself with his soul. He demanded power so the devil gave him the option of being a powerful man or having a powerful family for generations. He was greedy and asked for a long time of power. So the devil gave him what he asked for a strong mate who gave him the power he needed. And each of his family members got a stronger mate which elevated their family status to skies." when she finishes the second version of the story she lifts her head to look at Lisa only to find her sleeping like a baby. a small smile playing on her face. the scene bring

The grief was too much, smothering everything else. But Isabella kept talking, blind to his fury. "Lucas, if Evelyn were still alive, she'd understand my decision—" Before she could finish, Lucas spun toward her, his gaze so deadly it was like he was staring at a corpse. The words shriveled in Isabella's throat. The man in front of her—eyes bloodshot, face twisted with something demonic—wasn't the Lucas she knew. Fear stole her voice. Isabella forced herself to stay composed as she stammered, "Y-You haven't forgotten who stood by you during your darkest days... R-Right, Lucas?"