Hello Kitty Is From The Devil นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I looked up at him from where I was sitted, a smile on my face “Are you going to kill me?” Elan asked and I burst into laughter “I am not going to kill you” I said slowly, I don't go around killing people for no good reason “But.. you are the devil, the devil from the blood moon pack” “Some call me the devil, some call me the ripper, some call me a mad man but I personally, I prefer the Del Monté devil”

Two seconds later, they were lying dead on the ground. The man cried to run away which made my blood boil the more. “Lycans don't run from battles, isn't that the first thing they teach you?” I sneered, using my foot to crush his leg. “Who are you?” He growled, his expression filled with pain. “Me?” I paused, crouching down beside him. “People call me…The devil,” my expression flickered to seriousness. “Welcome to hell.”

He chuckled. “Good answer." Kitty pulled her shorts off and threw them to the side. She opened her legs apart while resting her back on the couch. She was sitting on the floor. “Come here.” She used a finger to call him. He slowly got up and strode over to her. “Get on your knees,” she ordered. He settled his head between her legs. “You smell so good.” He sniffed her pussy and licked his lips. “It's beautiful." “Just imagine my pussy is my mouth, and you want to give me a wet sloppy – OH FUCKKKKK!!!” Kitty screamed as she felt Ezekiel's warm mouth sucking on her opening. He may have never eaten pussy before. But his instincts told him exactly what to do.

“Isn’t that right, darling?” All the security I felt was thrown out the window as his cold voice washed over me. I opened my mouth to respond, but Viktor beat me to it. “A human Luna.” He clicked his tongue. “Unusual. The pack will definitely talk.” “The pack can talk all they want.” Luca said, his voice dropping to a dangerous level. “My choice is not up for discussion.” The air shifted around us, as if there was an invisible force. Viktor smiled, forcefully, revealing his sharp teeth. “Of course. My apologies. Welcome to the family, Mrs Moretti.”

"You all will pay for what you did, killing my child was a big mistake. I won't take it easy at all.pf you, you will pay." Kitty said to Madamme Rosa. "Hmm, you could have just died with your child, why did you have to survive?" Madamme Rosa scoffed at Kitty. Kitty was aggravated by her words, she rushed to where Madamme Rosa was and grabbed her neck. "Maybe it's time you meet the devil." She tightened her grip on her but then-

The growl evolved and fluctuated in so much rage. He is faster than I imagine and getting closer sooner than I expected. I pull my sword out of thin air. The sword that's been forged by the man who is famously known as the "Devil's hand". Every soldier and warrior dreams of possessing a weapon that is been forged by him. It is said to be indestructible and the only weapon that can kill a supernatural being. You may be wondering how I possessed a such treasure, well, he used to summon me and wished to be the best blacksmith in the world, so I gave the Devil's hand and in return, instead of taking his soul, I ask him to make me the best sword that can kill all types of supernatural being inclu

Dear goddess. Kayola stares at Devilio for a long time, as she tries to process the whole situation. She looks into his blazing eyes and she sees something. Concern? Care? Hell to the no! Devilio would never care for her. The fight with Cath only happened because he wants her for himself, so he can use her as his toy or plaything.

And his fate was decided by the Devil himself. "Daddy." What the hell ! The devil thought . "Daddy!" Saying came running a little girl from under the small book shelf and went to hug her daddy. " Where the actual hell this little sh*t came from , didn't you kill each and every single one of them?! " the devil asked his men while eyeing the small girl with a death glare who was hugging the bastard. 'Daddy?' He thinks, 'How the actual hell this pathetic man in front of me was granted the father title?'

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

His voice drops into a dark, lethal tone that carries to every single corner of the silent chapel. "You know what they say, Pierre… the devil always comes to collect..."