Maleficent X Diaval Novels & Stories

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

Especially given how Xaveraq has the capability of massacring millions with just one gesture. I honestly don't know what to feel about the devil than fear now. Fear, mixed with anger. Because how dare he kill innocent people and brush it off like it meant nothing? How could he use the souls of unsuspecting supernaturals, men women, and children of an entire pack just to fulfill his power? How could he get Valencia’s assistance and do that to her pack? I mean, yeah, I hate Valencia, but that doesn't mean I'd be happy to have her pack destroyed. Those people did nothing wrong.

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

He nods flicking his wrist making the library appear along with the rest of the Goddesses and Gods. "What can I help you with Lilith?" Dailon asked. "Actually never mind this was exactly what we needed, thank you, Adrian." Her mate nods. "We discovered something new about Xaviana." This grabbed their attention as Marina asked. "What did you find out?" "She's a vampire." -

Every memory he had was being overwritten, scenes of torture and agony being stamped onto the mental photographs. Xavier let him go, dropping him to the floor with a circle of sixes burned into his forehead, smoking but soon vanishing. He stood unscathed, laughing. "You humans entertain me to no end with your arrogance. You think that by shouting some words, you can wield the power of God? That you can rain His judgment down upon me? That you, mortal men, have the ability to defeat a demigod like me? Nothing you ever do will be able to stop me. I'm the son of the Devil and a living human, do you know what means? My demon half protects me from all things physical, while my human half protects

Valerie also stared at Rose with shocked eyes. "I-I am sorry dude. I was playing with her. I didn't know this ice witch will say it. I am sorry." Rafael apologized making Xavier glared at him. "Mood ruiner," Xavier mumbled before turning to Valerie who also looked at him with her innocent gaze. "Let's go Mio Angelo. We have somewhere else to go." Valerie nodded getting up. (- My Angel) They all met each other and went out. Valerie didn't for once glance at Sinister this time which didn't fail to anger him. Why is she avoiding him all of a sudden? But he said nothing. And who is he to even question her. No one.

"Too bad then, it was so much fun making her life hell. You weren't good enough to plant a seed in her either. Pathetic." Andreas...I remain with tension, itching to move when I recall something more urgent. I snap my head to the other side and flee toward Mei. In my urgent flight, I capture through my peripheral, something that terrifies my blood. Andreas has Diana within the choking grip of his hand with her legs dangling, and he's deploying some mysterious power to slam Devon onto his knees. "You... won't g-get to have her...we will offer her-" "Right, you've made your point," The Vampire interrupts with boredom, his nails elongating in a flash and driving into her neck at the same time h

"Ma'am, I will do anything you want. Please, spare her" "Do you even know what she did?" He looks away confirming he knows. I feel a twinge of jealousy because some people grew up with fathers like this man. Fathers who were willing to do anything to save them. I look at Valentina and ask, "Would you like to see the body of your friend? I bit off his ear and cut his stomach open. With my hands. One of them got away but I'll find him." Moving past the man, I stop inches away from her. My eyes roaming all over her face "You're pretty enough. The men at my establishments will pay a lot of money for you" "Dios mio, no." Her mother cries "Por favor, La Diabla, forgive her. She'll never do it agai

She swallowed hard. “And… what if I don’t cooperate?” Her voice trembled now, barely audible. Zayn leaned in with a smirk, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Lady, oh my lady,” he murmured, his tone coated in mock reverence. He sat on the bed now, face-to-face with her. His stare was intense, unblinking. It forced her to hold her ground—even if her spine had stiffened like steel, trying not to flinch. “My intentions toward you are not evil,” he said. “But my plan is. In this world, you’ll find people whose goals match mine. Maybe even go beyond… but in the worst ways.”

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.