Frases De La Diabla Novels & Stories

Marcini’s tan bled to ash, Giovanni’s glass slipped and shattered, Dante’s hand went for the gun under his jacket—then froze when Matteo stepped out from behind me, his hands already on his gun. I smiled the smile that made grown men piss themselves. Marcini recovered first. “Enzo… Cristo santo…” I closed the distance, pulled him into a hug that looked brotherly and felt like a threat at the same time. Over his shoulder I whispered, “Surprised to see me, brother? Sono tornado, Marcini. Non si uccide il Diavolo. Il Diavolo non resta morto.” Translation: I’m back, Marcini. You can’t kill the devil. The devil doesn’t stay dead.

Gets louder and louder by the moment until that insanity finally comes to the surface, as he screams laughing in between the following curse words. “Sanity? Oh, please! Tell me all about it as I do not know a damn f****** thing about that s**** word. Insanity? Oh, hell yes! That is me and is all about me. I love that word as I love the ring unto it as it pays me to laugh this way and turn my life in this perfect living hell, I never believe I could ever have. Damn those f****** people and in my original world who did nothing but to step unto the weak and take everything of what they think they can just because they are rich and powerful. Damn is this life which I hated and love, as I love ga

I have this urge to wipe the smile off her face but since I can't slap it off, I choose the next best thing. "Hello, I'm Catalina Ferrero," I say and then pause before adding, "Widely known as La Diabla" that wipes the smiles off their faces alright. And fuck do I love the fear that's taken over. There's not a single person in this country who hasn't heard of me. My reputation precedes me and it would do them well to know their place. Beside me, Kahlo squeezes my hand. Forcing me to do some damage control even though I want to scare them some more. I'll take feared over loved any day of the week. Sighing, I step back murmuring "See? Everyone hears La Diabla and jumps to conclusions" There's

She stuttered angrily and Alcina lost her temper, ‘Dio ha lasciato questa Casa anni fa, il male vive qui e voi siete la personificazione del Diavolo. Ero un bambino qui e tu hai reso la mia vita un inferno, ora fai le valigie e vattene.’ [God left this House years ago, evil lives here and you are the personification of the Devil. I was a child here and you made my life hell, now get your things packed and get out.]

“I love you, Diablo.” “And I love you, my beautiful angel…”

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

He was glaring out of the window, sitting on the floor, empty and half-filled bottles were in front of them. "What's troubling you?" Danil was leaning against the wall near a broken desk, holding his empty glass. "A lot of things." Emptying it, he slammed it down. Danil poured himself another glass, "You have hurt her. She's an Innocent angel." He shook his head. "Yes, I'm the devil. El Diablo. A very bad man." He straightened, towering over him, "You have two minutes. Leave the office or I'll throw you out." He walked over to the couch.

“Damn it. I love it when you cuss. Vile words spewing out of your sweet, small mouth.” Diana lowered her head so her eyes met his and the corners of her lips curled seductively. “Then fuck me, Dylan.”

She was never our mother. Chi Diu ti perduni chiddu ca lu diavulu ti criò = May God forgive what the Devil created within you. Rest in peace.