Most Powerful Devil Fruits Novels & Stories

He clicked his fingers and a book bigger than bother of them appeared from nowhere. "This is the special devil fruit", Master Damien joked.

“Se vuoi vivere una lunga vita, dovresti smettere subito. (If you want to live a long life, you should stop right now.)” Don Basco leans back in his chair, grabs his cup of coffee, and takes a sip while calmly looking around the area. “Sai come funzionano le cose, Seth. Se vuoi avere più potere— (You know how things work, Seth. If you want to have more power—)” and looks back to Seth— “dovresti divorare i deboli... ed è quello che sto facendo (you should devour the weak…and that’s what I’m doing),” he added and smirked.

Satan could hardly bear it as he placed his palm on Lilith's face and burned her face because it was Bella's, his Isabella. Lilith raised her hand in the air. There was a roar gutted down and a big sword inserted through Satan's back. And it was no ordinary sword. It was Lilith's favorite commandment armament and the most powerful sword in Hell. Satan grunted as his black blood oozed out of the corner of his lips. Lilith pushed him aside and stood with an unrecognized face that was charred by Satan's palm.

"Her power is at full capacity. If you are able to find someone who can handle it in their body, we can take Precious' power and send it to that person." "How am I supposed to find someone like that?" I asked in surprise. If beheading her was impossible, how would we even begin with taking her power? "Easy, just find the strongest beast that has ever set foot on this land." "The strongest are Sei and Silas." I said to her. She blushed when I mentioned Sei's name, making me nearly scrunch my face in displeasure. "Uh... How about Silas? He seems stronger out of the two." She said, clearing her throat.

only reason I was seeing it was because it was her vision. When the vision was over I turned to look at the queen. I wanted to know why she was crying but I couldn't ask because she started saying that so many werewolves were dying because of rouges. I ran to the queen and hugged her and started to wipe away her tears and told her it's okay, that she was the one to save the werewolf world with her powers. The queen stopped crying and looked at me like I was crazy asking what powers. I laughed and told the queen that she was the most powerful wolf ever. That was why she was sent to live with humans. The queen wanted to know how I knew I told her that because I am her mate, I see everything s

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

She asked, shocked. “Yes, water and fire,” I said. She gasped. “You control the two most dangerous elements; only Aurelian and Kion can control them,” Felix said. I didn’t know that. “So you, Kion, and Aurelian are all equally powerful,” Maven said. “I have a bit of air too, but it’s my weakest,” I said. They gasped. “How?” she asked. “Well, Aurora said I am 70% of her; what power did she have?” I asked, realising I never asked.

I replied. “Yes, for someone to use that much of an elemental power without training was bound to knock the strength out of you, fire is the most powerful followed by Water, then Earth and Air are on an equal level.” Simone explained, causing more shock to thankfully everyone in the room and not just me.

The Deathbringers was a pack led by an incredibly powerful leader—Alpha Kane, but everyone called him the Devil Alpha. It was rumoured that his eyes were pitch black during transformation, a color that no Alpha had ever had. Some said he got it by making a deal with the devil while others claimed he was the devil. I agree with the latter. He had to be the devil, believing otherwise would mean that there was something worse than him out there. That in itself, was a more terrifying thought.