Fanfin Sea Devil Novels & Stories

"Severin just killed the opposing supreme paragon devil cultivator with a single strike. He certainly lives up to his reputation of being a prodigy!" The Grandiuno Sect disciples, who had been hunted down, saw Sana being killed by Severin. They became instantly filled with excitement to the point of forgetting about their injuries. They transformed into ferocious wolves, and along with the reinforcements, ruthlessly pounced on the stunned devil cultivators. The devil cultivators numbered around a hundred. Among them, the strongest was Sana, who was a level three supreme paragon. Previously, he had rendered Oskar unable to retaliate, yet he was slain by Severin with a single attack.

Flaming Qilin's wound was quickly healing up. "Why should I join forces with you? What does it matter to me who he is?" Jinhua sneered. "To put it bluntly, Draconian race was once a member of the sea. He, Flaming Qilin, is one of the best friends of Chu the Devil. Do you know how many people of my race were killed by Chu the Devil? He is like a vicious executioner. If he were here, we would not be able to defeat him even if we join forces together. Without Chu the Devil, it is a good opportunity to kill Flaming Qilin. If we let him off, there will be a disaster in the sea in the future. Haven't you seen how cruel he was when he killed the sea beasts just now?" Hei Sha had hidden for a long t

“Pe–” “How does ten thousand dollars sound?” “Before dawn it is.” He ended the call, and exhaled very loudly. “I'm going to take everything from you, Diavolo. Your money, your power, your friends, followers, family. I'll take your girl, and then finally, I'll take your life. It is not just mere words. It is a promise.” Right after the declaration, he scrolled through his phone for a picture of Passion. His eyes watered when he saw the innocent smile on her face, whilst her hand cradled her protruding stomach.

THE RED FINANCE Frowning at the title, she looked at the other files. None were named as such. Taking a deep breath, she opens it and was instantly bombed with new information. It wasn’t like the others she went through since morning. It wasn’t printed but handwritten. It lacked graphs and spreadsheets. It didn’t carry any annual report or contract details. Like many others, it was a black and white copy of the original ones. Lauren was 100% sure it was Stefan’s penmanship. The ‘F’ of the finance was reverse. Only he wrote F that way. She licked her lips as she squinted her eyes to read and her face contorted to disbelief.

The second text pops up right under the first one: **~ Sexy Devil: I can still taste you on my tongue, Rebel. That sweet little whimper you made when I finally took back control… Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about it. You’ve had your fun wrecking the devil. Now it’s my turn. When next I see you, make sure to wear something easy to rip off. ~**

“Thank you for taking it upon yourself to look for me. I appreciate, sir.” “See you when you get better.” “Yes sir.” She flashed him a smile and followed as Kira led the way inside the house. As soon as they were out of sight, Fernando rushed to Axel and grabbed him by the collar. “You son of a bitch!” Axel’s men wanted to make a move but he raised his hand, stopping them. He didn’t try to fight Fernando or take his hands off his collar. “You are manipulating her. You and your father are the real devils and she’s not supposed to be around you because you will only end up delaying her from getting her right…”

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears like a drum. “You’re right,” Dominique said, his voice low and menacing. “But since you think I’m the devil, then I’ll gladly accept the name. And you, my dear, will be known as The Devil’s Handmaiden.” My heart raced as Dominique’s words hung in the air, a dark promise that sent shivers down my spine. The reality of my situation crashed down on me with the force of a tidal wave. This wasn’t just some cruel joke or a bad dream this was my new reality. And Dominique was the one holding all the cards.

DOOM’S POV My shoulder still throbbed like a bastard, but I refused to let it show. I swapped my usual suits for a simple black shirt and a pair of tailored shorts, unbuttoned just enough to tease. It was warm tonight, and Sally liked casual Doom, something about seeing the devil without armor made her smile, maybe because it made her feel closer. The dining room lights were dimmed low, casting a golden warmth across the mahogany table. Candlelight flickered beside the fine china, and soft instrumental jazz hummed from the walls. I had told the staff to stay far away, tonight was ours.

The bond between father and son was rapidly weakening. Caelus lowered his head and let out a weak, broken chuckle. “Y-You… think you can protect that sinful child from me… by killing me?” Slowly, he lifted his blood-soaked face, a manic grin spreading across his lips. “Angels don’t die. I will simply take a new form… and every time… I will come back to kill—” Finn’s eyes turned blood-red. His massive black wings spread wide as he fully embraced his Devil form, power radiating off him in dark waves.

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.