Frases De La Diabla Novels & Stories

“Don’t bother me; pay attention to yourself first, because if the carnage were a race, I’m sure you’d be upfront at the finish line then I’ll be at the back.” “Stupid, if the carnage is a race car, then they already have died before they even reach the dead end? What a moron!”‘ Diabolos declared. “And I’m going to collide with them in car racing? Perhaps they don’t know who I am,” he continued. “Haha! I’m just kidding. By the way, have you fixed the letters about Live Suicide?” Adrastos asked him before he leaves. He grins like a Cheshire cat. “Don’t worry, I’ve disseminated information about live suicide to various geographical areas using different methods.”

Francesa woke up sore between her thighs. She stretched, yawned loud like a cat, and mumbled in Spanish, “Dios mío… ese vampiro tiene una pinga gigante…” She rubbed her eyes, remembering every filthy second from last night. The way he bent her over, the way he bit her, the way his cock didn’t stop. But wait—he told her to forget. She smirked. “Ha! That shit no work on me. I no forget nada.”

Or i can ask the devil) “Diávolos?” (devil?) “Naí. aftós pou píge na synantísei ti mama” (yes. the one who gave me the gift) The maid gasped at her reply and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Den prépei na miláte gia ton kýrio me aftón ton trópo” (You should not talk about sir this way) “Giatí?” she asked innocently. She doesn’t know the power he has over people. How he kills for a living. (why)

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

“You framed him?” He tilted his glass in mock salute. “The Judas Pact, remember? Betray the devil before he betrays you.” Her stomach twisted. The name had been a joke once, whispered between kisses and stolen meetings. Now it was prophecy. “You’ll burn for this,” she whispered. “So will you,” Dante said simply. “That’s the beauty of it.”

Turning my focus back on the scenery outside my window, I listened in to their conversation. "Sì, anche tu mi sei mancato ( yes, I missed you as well)", Angel said while returning the devil's hug. I wonder how hugging him feels like? When they broke away from each other's embrace, Angels eyes landed on me. "Chi è lei? ( Who's she?)" He asked Diablo.

Senna tied up Diablo's body. Gunshots filled the air, and Senna knew his men were having a battle with Diablo's men. "Your men don't know when to give up," Senna muttered under his breath as he began to pull Diablo's weakened body against the ground. He dumped him behind one of the containers and crouched to his level. "What are your last words before you die?" "Fuck you!" Diablo snapped. Senna burst into laughter. "I should have killed you when I had the chance. I should have killed her when I had the chance, too."

I gulped my greed, bending to her more. "Let me find the truth together with you, il mio bel diavolo ." (my beautiful devil) And I mean it this time. I will trust her and won't let her accuse the same thing again...

(Hey, you) I twisted his hand and grabbed him by his collar. "If you ever try to touch my woman again then I won't hesitate to kill your family." I threatened. He spit on my face and laughed. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?" I wiped off the spit and choked his neck. "Sono qualcuno da cui Diavolo viene a chiedere soldi. Se mi fate incazzare vi farò morire di fame." I whispered in his ear and he gasped. (I am someone Diavolo comes to, to beg for money. If you piss me off, I will make you guys die of hunger)

I feel the D'Angelos behind me. —Listen to me, you son of a bitch, you won't say shit about my daughter anymore, you won't think about her for a second and you'll regret all your sins. You are going to live, we are not going to kill you, but if you are going to record our faces in your head—I make him look at the three of us—, because you are not a demon, you are a rabid rat like Gandía and the hunters are eager to exterminate them . Demons are the ones I drive and gods are the ones you're going to have to pray to, because from here neither God nor the Devil will come to save you.