Katana Devil Novels & Stories

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

"Lord Ketu, welcome." The general and his entire army bowed their heads. He was surprised when Ketu came to him. "General, pull back your troops. Give us time to chat for a while." Ketu stood in front of Arya Santanu and Dewi Sari Kencana. His form was still human. But on the right forehead to the right face is the demon's original face. There were horns on the right forehead. The right eye looked dark red.

Both of them are not hesitant to kill each other. "All this time, I always depend on them. The agile Indra, the magnificent teamwork of Iqbal & Reza, and the overpowering boss Koji. I am always underestimated even before joined with them. Now, I am not Katon, the nerdy inferior novelist anymore!" Katon pulls the Alumina spear from his waist and uses it to impale Franz’s abdomen.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

taking a deep breath, Kaiser walked away into one of the rooms where he returned the reins of control to Devon and he shifted then dressed up and walked back out. His steps felt light and had a bounce to it as he returned; allowing himself to be definetly proved good for his human form. “Back to your alphas’ dirty secret…” he walked over to Ketura, who despite being bound in every way made sure her hatred reflected in her eyes. Devon ignored the look in her eyes, grabbed her arm and dragged her to the forefront. “She is a witch,” The reps collectively gasped and exchanged looks of disbelief. “That is not possible…”

Using a combination of Violet's agile sword prowess, Ken's newfound powers, Zack's strength, and courage, and Sir Jason's quick thinking and expansive knowledge, the teammates were able to defeat the ten devils. Sir Jason stood amidst the fallen devils, his fists dripping with their dark blood, the crimson streaks contrasting sharply against his skin. Despite the gore, his face remained calm and composed, as if unfazed by the brutal fight they'd just endured. He noticed a small lever on the ground nearby and realized it was part of a clever trap device. With a quick motion, he pulled the lever and the four of them felt the ground rumble beneath their feet as a large net sprang up from the di

" The soothing killer sneered. "Yes, boss." Three of his men bowed to him before they hurried out of the room. "Aren't you pathetic?" Kon scoffed. "You are bullying the weak, aren't you? What's the difference between you and the devil? Well—" Kon paused. He took a deep, steady breath before he continued. "The devil is better than you. "At least, he won't bully the weak." Kon started coughing. His blood splattered on the floor as his lungs became unnecessarily painful.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

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.

The words caught my interest immediately and I looked back, my brows furrowing, knowing that Devon was f*cked. "We have tried to make him talk but he hasn't said anything yet. He said he'd only talk if you came." My Beta announced. I nodded. "Take me to him." We arrived at the dungeon a few minutes later and he was chained to two separate platforms. His whole body was battered, a mixture of sweat and blood which streamed down his body. And in the middle was a pit filled with spears.