Maleficent X Diaval Novels & Stories

the question shocked the queen; she did not know Xavier was a hybrid. “What do you mean you are a hybrid?” Xavier ignored her question but instead accepted the rejection. “I Xavier Deluca, alpha of the Devil Pack, hereby accept your rejection.” The queen looked at him waiting for him to explain. “My thanks for coming and assisting Nadia in this matter, your majesty, have a safe trip home.” He said walking to the door and opening it for her to leave.

Devon spat out and then turned to liam and a few seconds later, Two huge Lycan with Pure white fur and vicious blood red eyes was standing in front of the black witches. Devon men also changed into Lycan forms including Lucas and Kace and a fight broke out. The sound of bones crushing could be heard as The Donovan brother fought relentlessly. The black witches chanted evil spells involving dark magic to weaken Devon and Liam but his was diffused by Diana who stood some feets away from all the fighting. "Arggh!!" The leader of the black witches groaned in annoyance as she lurched forward to attack Diana who was distracted with the fight. "Let go of me you bitch!" Diana yelled when the black w

There was nothing soft in his eyes; there was only hunger as he bent down and kissed me. This was no sweet kiss. This was a claiming; a claiming of me that had teeth and a brand that burned me with the fire and rage that filled his eyes. It was like nothing else before, but something primal and electric burned through my veins and sent a wave of heat shooting into my core. He backed away, breathing heavily as if the kiss left him just as drained as me. He looked furious as he addressed the crowd. “Let the feast begin.” He walked ahead and I followed after him down the aisle when a familiar sight made me pause. Selene Blackwood. Tall, dark, beautiful and glaring at me from the front row as if

They knew better than to attract the anger of this dangerous demon king through any sign of weakness or judgment. Malakar cleaned his sword on the dead man's clothes before tossing it aside. Then he looked at Eryndra and let out a cruel, evil smile that made her soul shrivel. The blood on his face gave him the true definition of a devil - beautiful in a terrible way, but utterly without mercy or humanity. "How do you like my welcome gift to Valethorne, dear wife?" Malakar asked, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Eryndra stared at him, her heart shattering with fear, but she fought desperately to keep a brave expression on her face. Inside, her mind was screaming with horror an

“You disgust me. You talk about revenge and family honor, and here you are selling a defenseless woman to a bunch of disgusting pigs. I can’t believe, for one minute, I let you touch me, that I actually thought…” His smile turns predatory. “Actually, I’m selling you to one pig, and what did you think, princess? Finish your tirade since it’ll be the last time we speak.” My gaze narrows. “I thought maybe that you had a soul. Obviously, I was mistaken. You’re the devil, a heartless, cruel, asshole, devil. You are no better than my father.” The smile falls from his lips, and he shakes his head. “Soo will be in to take you to the car. Have a nice life, princess.”

My heart would beat widely in my chest at the thought of him, threatening to jump out at the sight of him. Yes, his soul is beautiful, but he is still a man, right? And men are monsters. I hate how Romeo Sheridan clipped off my wings. I hate his power over me even though it's exhilarating. It often makes me high, but It also makes me vulnerable. And there is nothing I would rather not be than vulnerable, for vulnerability makes me prone to the cruelty of men. It makes them find it easy to take advantage of me. Men are monsters indeed. "Adelina."

"Usually, here I'm Deira, when the wealthy receive a punishment and they're to be beaten, someone else can do it instead. A slave for example. All they need to do was pay them. He didn't do that." Isabelle as Duncan told her tales of her husband. Sweat trickled down her body. "How many strokes?" "Half of the men he killed." Isabelle gasped and remembered the scars on his back. Adrian wasn't a devil, Deira made him one. A devil with no mercy. "How do we do this?" Malcolm asked Alastair as they stood in a shady place. "Your mother is already working on King Augustus, all we need to do is get Prince Frederick out of the picture."

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

meanwhile in the sky good angel : Did you listen he wants to abduct her evil angel : let him good angel : but that devil will hurt her evil angel : did you forget who is she good angel : what do you mean evil angel : she is viranica roy no less than a devil good angel : he is cruel evil angel : you'll see what will happen