Nier Devola นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

It is funny how that had been one of the things I hated about myself since it reminded me of my sperm donor of a father but there was something dangerous about a man who looked like the devil and was just as sinful. Let us not even talk about how willing people are to oblige you if you have dimples and good genes. The attention, awe, and the media’s fixation with me wasn’t a deal breaker too because due to their choice of words that depict me as Lucifer on earth, people think twice before crossing me. “Damon,” an elderly man with grey hair at the edge of his Salt and Pepper hair which he wore with grace stood up as I entered his office and I grinned. Although he retired from the real dirty w

Lucian leaned back in the leather chair of the jet, a half-empty crystal tumbler of scotch resting in his hand. The tablet in front of him projected the latest figures from the Dalvani mining site in Korvenia, a small republic torn between crumbling governments and desperate investors. Profits were up. Labor compliance was down. The usual dance. Across from him sat Fernando Russo, his sharp features made sharper by age and wealth. He was dressed in his signature beige three-piece suit, as immaculate as always, even under the tremble of turbulence.

The nerve of him to show up in front of me. "Catalina Garcia" "It's Ferrero or La Diabla" "We're here about the photo that's been making rounds online" "What about it?" "Care to tell us why you were covered in blood?" He asks looking smug. I'd like to rearrange his fucking face but not now.

she said. "I told you. He might be called the devil but he's nothing like that. Why do you keep hating him when he's done nothing wrong? If anyone, King Augustus is at fault here. He sent support to the Ploretina's army just do he could thank them for marrying Princess Nefertiti. What if they decide to attack us too?" She thought about it with a rational mind. Adrian was never the problem, Deira was. He only followed orders. That doesn't make him innocent but if he didn't do as he was told, someone else would.

Only Devan was petting the horse that Javeera used to use. "By the way, has Veera not been with Devan for long?" asked Danial. "I don't know. Javeera is busy in London. I thought their relationship was fine," Kimberly exclaimed and Danial was silent as he watched his best friend. ***

Egbert Nicholas looked extremely surprised when he saw Linnea Rivera, leaning over to make way for her: "Come in, come in!" Linnea Rivera nodded and went in, saw Jasper Frank drunk lying on the sofa, she stood in the room and said: "I came to pick up Devlin Frank to stay for a few days!" Then go to Devlin Frank's room. "Mom, you're here!" Devlin Frank saw Linnea Rivera beaming. “Devlin Frank, what are you doing?” Linnea Rivera saw Devlin Frank and a smile appeared on her face. "I'm studying!" Devlin Frank put down his pen and went to the table to pour a cup of water and give it to Linnea Rivera: "Drink mom!"

"My company has been a cornerstone of this community for three decades, Mr. Vitale. We employ thousands. We contribute millions to the local economy. Does that count for nothing against allegations that remain unproven?" "Unproven because you've buried the evidence," Maya countered. "A bold claim," Blackwood said. "Especially without your star witness present." So he did know about Daniel. Maya felt a chill run through her. "Daniel Reeves approached us," Luca stated flatly. "Not the other way around." "Daniel Reeves is a disgruntled former employee with a personal vendetta," Blackwood replied. "Hardly a reliable source." "His documentation seems reliable enough," Maya said.

“I promise, Jimmie. We’ll get Clem back.” I opened my eyes, voice breaking. “But why is Nadia so… different? So mean, so cruel? None of you is like that. None I’ve seen so far.” Fara hesitated. Something dark flickered in her eyes. Just as she opened her mouth to speak— “I’ll tell you why,” a low, steady voice cut in from behind us. I turned. Devon stood in the doorway, rain dripping from his jacket. How long had he been standing there?

Devilio says and clinks his glass with hers. “What did you do, Devilio?” Kayola asks calmly, trying her best not to show the turmoil rising within her. “Well, I ordered that his head be taken away from his neck, that’s all,” Devilio says and puts his glass on the table beside him. “Come here, baby, gimme some love,” he pulls Kayola close to him and hugs her softly, placing his head on her chest. Kayola strokes his hair gently with her shaky hands and she fights the tears threatening to fall from her eyes.