Highschool Dxd Fanfiction Si Devil Heir Novels & Stories

I ordered the first thing I saw and Devon did the same. "Well isn't this cozy?" Lee joked as I zero'd in on his arm that was still on the back of her chair. "I'm Lee, Zach's brother and Willow's warrior" he said as he held his hand out to Devon. "Devon. Future Alpha of Shadow Moon and Willow's brother" Devon snarled ignoring his hand. "Ah. and Dean, Future Alpha of Dark Star. Why are you gracing us with your presence?" Lee asked as I growled, still staring at his arm.

After a long time, Devil finally opened his mouth, “You think that Charles didn’t die in that fire, and he came back as Xander, don’t you?” “Yes,” Aidan answered shortly. Devil took a few more seconds to say the next words, “I can investigate Xander Reid. But it is going to be difficult. The Reid family is very powerful in country C. I don’t have many connections in country C. If my people get caught investigating him, I could get into trouble.” “How could that be? You are also powerful. Don't tell me you're not as competent as he is.” Aidan couldn’t believe that Devil was fearing Xander Reid. He wondered how mighty that Xander Reid was.

"He will be inaugurated in the near future, once Charlie breaks his relationship with Sylvia .. he will step down from the alpha position ... and Blaze will replace him, you as Erasthai of Blaze ... automatically become Luna." "Oh my God. I haven't thought there yet ... How about this ... how about my college? My family?" "You don't have to think about it now, everything will be fine ... hmmm ..." Devanna craved as if she was thinking or ... daydreaming? I watched her as if looking in a void. She daydreams? After a few minutes, she seemed to realize, "ah...Sylvia and her lover are actually coward, they retreated and hid themselves ... but Charlie still thinks there will be another attack ...

Still, her hard work was disregarded so she was also a bit disappointed but not to the point that Dev would wound herself. Xegris was a demon who could calmed himself by inflicting wounds. Whether it was to someone or to himself, he would do it whenever he’s angered or in an unpleasant mood. Last night, a lot of low-level demons died because of his mood. Who knew he’d be so obsessed in the human he brought back from the Overworld. To make her his pair and even let her bear his child… Dev glanced at Hellion’s face and just sighed.

He looked down at her rounded stomach again, the realization that she had willingly given her body and her lineage to his father driving him completely over the edge of sanity. "Then you are just like him," Devon whispered, a sickening smile splitting his bloody lips. "You are just another asset of the crown. You are carrying his future. You are carrying the heir that will take my place on that stone throne. If I can't have your love, Elena... I will have his absolute destruction." With a guttural, subhuman roar, Devon lunged forward.

A sharp, violent gasp ripped from my throat before I could slap my hands over my mouth. It was, without a single doubt, the worst mistake of my entire existence. Three heads snapped instantly toward my dark corner. The devil's ice-blue eyes locked directly onto mine. They were piercing, cold, and entirely devoid of humanity. I stopped breathing. The air turned to pure frost in my lungs. He tilted his head slightly, studying me the way a scientist examines a strange new microbe under a microscope. "Bring her," he said calmly. His smooth, low baritone voice cut right through the wind.

While feeling annoyed at this fact, I couldn't help but scoff to myself in disdain when I thought that only Valeria would believe that she and Chris were nothing more than 'best friends'! But it was better that she never thought of him that way, wasn't it? Because if she did, then it would never be my turn... Besides, she was married to none other than that Mr Devil. He was someone Chris wouldn't ever be able to compete with, because despite being decrepit, wrinkly, old and ugly, the man was infamously powerful.

She is still the same for me just with some added powers and identity. But, it was the opposite in the case of Hunter, “Why should I not be? Having a hybrid mate is exciting. I would get to see a new her with the tinge of our still, old Devika. The sight of her learning powers, excelling in them and evolving into her witch form, everything is something making me feel the way I am feeling.” Hearing him even I started imagining the scenario.

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"

I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil. I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.