Katana Devil Novels & Stories

Something watching from the shadows. I reached the ground floor and found my way to the kitchen. It was enormous, all stainless steel and dark granite. I poured myself a glass of water and leaned against the counter, drinking it in slow, desperate gulps. "You should be sleeping." I spun around, the glass slipping from my hand, and shattering on the floor. Luca stood in the doorway. He was shirtless, wearing only grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips. His chest was broad, sculpted, covered in a pattern of dark tattoos I had never seen before, tribal markings that seemed to move in the moonlight.

She barely acknowledges him, except for the faint smile that brushes her face and immediately replaces it with a passive look. Laurel sits between them and all the while, she doesn't say a word. She is not oblivious of her surrounding, he knows it. Her face shows it all. He can sense the tension in the room. The expectancy. Maybe his subconscious already foresaw this and made sure he wears nothing other than black. A black suit, black T-shirt a black trouser and a red tie. He is the devil in this case. He can sense it. They don't hate him. They don't hate the extent he will take this to get answers. Not yet. Not until they see him questioning a family that is still in shock. A family current

Not like I knew him. This thing—this being—was twice his size. A monstrous, half-shifted form of muscle, claws, and rage. Golden eyes glowing like burning suns. Fangs dripping, hands half-paws, feet half-wolf. His veins pulsed with energy, his shoulders trembling with the kind of tension you only feel right before the world ends. The kidnappers didn’t stand a chance. Devon—it—launched forward with such brutal speed that one man’s gun shattered against the concrete before he could even raise it. There was a scream. A thud. A crunch I will never forget.

"Reveal yourself and explain your presence in our pack. The woman in the black cloak regarded her with an enigmatic smile, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malice. "Ah, Devika," she replied, her voice laced with a chilling undertone. "You've come far to uncover the truth. But be warned, there are forces at play beyond your comprehension." Devika's gaze narrowed, her resolve strengthening. She would not be deterred by empty threats or cryptic warnings. She had come too far to back down now. With a determined step forward, she locked eyes with the woman, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Devora was a cold assassin in ancient times, She was always thirsty to kill enemies whenever she and Anna were on a mission, Her puffy eyes and face that had no reaction while killing was her trademark, to their lucky opponents who survived. Jin trembled, "What? She can't do that!" Jin immediately chase Devora and stop her. Jin thought that there might be a bigger problem when the number of the Crow Ax gang is reduced, the demons will soon arrive and the outcome will definitely not be good when the Crow ax gang is offended, due to the death of their disciples. In a blink of an eye, Jin went to Devora's place and immediately grabbed Devora's hands tightly. However, Devora was much stronger th

" I thought you were ready to fight the world for that girl. But you left her real quick. All talks after all. Words never had any meaning. Promises, Love... all are for those who are weak. You proved it yourself Kiara." With one snap, the place returned to darkness and everything else was gone. The Dark Devil, slowly stood up, pulling the shadows around him into a cloak. " I will find you woman... don't worry. I will make you witness my rise. You will see with your own eyes, the very thing that you denied. I asked you for one child. I promised you we would live happily together after that. But you chose violence. You chose to stand against me. And anybody who dares oppose me, will pay the p

It didn't travel as fire; it surged forward as a swarm of shadowy, vaporous serpents that hissed and snapped, freezing the mud beneath them into black ice as they targeted Elena. "Elena, down!" Devon roared. Despite the tight linen bandages compressing his cracked ribs, the newly appointed Pack Beta moved with the agile combat style that had kept him alive for three brutal years in the exiles' wasteland. He didn't rely on the frontal assault of Marcus's frame. Devon was a shadow, a fluid weapon. He dropped low into a slide, slipping entirely beneath the trajectory of the vaporous serpents while drawing his newly gifted ceremonial dagger. The dark steel blade caught the sickly green glare of

I gawk at him to watch me with cruel delight. "I will kill you." I snapped. "I'm right here red." He said. The sound of someone crying echoed in the abandoned building, Moments later Katina and the woman approached us. Katina was blind folded, her hands tied up and clothes covered in dirt and dry blood. The first thing that came to my mind was wondering whose blood was she wearing because I certainly know it was not hers. "Please, please I didn't do anything." she cried, her small voice cracking at the end.

I could scent their drugs, alcohol made from puffer fishes and stone fishes as well as their cigarettes that were coated with the skin of a specially tanned blue-ringed octopus hide. I faced the man I wanted to meet. He was a man who had been living under the sea for many years. The merpeople around called him the sea devil. On ordinary land he was just a man but in sea water, he could control anyone he wanted with the power of his deadly tongue. Anyone but the devil and royal blood. I wondered why he hadn't taken over Seareign yet. "We meet again, Lot." "That's the devil to you." There was a black mermaid behind him. She was smoking on a blue ring cigarette as black liquid escaped her mouth

Kat continued. “I have been owned and used all my existence, it is what I am, a servant created to serve higher demons. I am a warrior demon...a foot soldier…except for one subtle difference that puts me apart from the rest of them…” Mikhail was staring unblinking into her eyes. Ruben frowned not liking this connection, not knowing where it was going, but Kat had the floor. Vladimir was also staring at her mesmerized.