Gunahon Ka Devta Novels & Stories

"The goddess made you for me" "Maybe she made a mistake, she paid deaf ears to my cries for a pup. She had turned a blind eye to my pain" Devika couldn't help but blame the goddess for her misfortune. "I feel abandoned!" She squealed, grabbing her mate's hand, the only source of her comfort and warmth, she cried louder and he let her. She needed to let it out.

Hours after it disappears the terrenes grow in plenitude, their seas full of fishes, and mines brimming with gold, silver, and copper. This planet is named "Devia" after their god, "Deviashtra, the elemental goddess of the Universe divided into four kingdoms." The kingdom of Movako, also known as the "Land of Gold," is home to the Emperor and his family, occupying half the size of the globe and monopolizing most of its resources, while the other three kingdoms share the remaining lands and seas. Rendor, the "Land of Silver," is home to mostly nobles, scholars, and knights, while Endra, the "Land of Brass," is home to the majority of merchants and laborers. Lastly, Yvedra the "Land of Stones”

“I got no choice, Kraven. They paid me. Promised me my family’d be safe if I turned you over.” Bile rose in my throat. A traitor. One of mine. Giovanni’s laugh echoed again, sharp and cruel. “See? Even your men know where the real power lies.” I aimed my glock at Dev, fury burning through my veins. “You point that gun at me, Dev, you better pray you pull the trigger fast. Because if I live long enough to breathe again, you won’t.” Dev’s hands shook, sweat pouring down his face. “I’m sorry, Boss. I—”

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

she’d said. No one talks to Vincenzo Bruno like that. Certainly not some fragile girl with doe eyes and a shaky voice. She didn’t even know who I was... and that ignorance stung more than her words. Because that meant my reputation wasn’t loud enough. Yet. But before I could let the thought simmer further, I felt my body shift. My limbs turned heavy. The edges of my vision softened. I tried to stand, but my knees buckled. "Sir? Are you okay?" the waitress rushed over, catching me.

Walutanga shouted. Devi looked at Hunter with fear, and at the same with satisfaction. “Hunter?” Hunter saw the perturbation in Devi’s eyes and knew that the little man had known who he was. Devi stepped back looking around. He heard a door squeak from the hallway and patients were now shouting and blubbering. A nurse shouted from a distance asking what the hell was happening. His eyes quickly spotted an exit. “This is not over.” he said, looking at Hunter. “It’s a pleasure to meet the legendary Hunter and have a face to face beatdown, even though you are a total let down now. Your reputation precedes you,” He sprinted and disappeared into the darkness.

Callista “My, my, Qaetanya, you’re actually stronger than I thought. Here I thought that you wasted it all by giving that werewolf a special scent,” the devil taunts the deviless as he circles us, his eyes set on us as if he’s a predator. “I was blessed by the Goddess,” arrogantly, Qaetanya declares, flexing her digits so the electric sparks flicker around them. “Such a power cannot be hindered by anything, least of all you!”

With a defiant glare, he retorted, "You underestimate our strength, Devin. We may be battered, but we'll never surrender to the likes of you! We don’t even know what kind of creature you are!” Devin’s laughter filled the surroundings using their wolf language ability. “Fool! I’m not underestimating the two of you. No matter what you do, you can’t defeat me. Because… I am a God!"

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.