Nier Devola Novels & Stories

Devi reassured. “Apparently you don’t, Devi.” Naveen raised his voice. “If you had, you could have been doing God knows what somewhere far away from me. I am starting to have second thoughts, perhaps you should give me back my money so that i try somewhere else…” “A month sir,” Devi interrupted. “Just a month and everything will be perfectly handled.” “A month you say?” Naveen said nothing else but left. Ben and Devi stood motionless without uttering anything. They heard the car start outside and knew he was gone.

I smiled, and it was a cold, terrifying sight that silenced the room. “The incentive is that I will spare his life and ensure the Volkov organization becomes his new, primary lender. His life for Salvatore’s location. No more. No less.” Kahlil does not know me. He thinks I am a man who negotiates profit. He is wrong. I am a man who only negotiates vengeance. He will not risk his empire for a dead man like Damon Salvatore. The Italian beast, Rocco, now controls the sea. The Volkov financial web controls the shore. And I, the Devil of Moscow, control the fate of the man who dared to touch my home.

I feel you, Ginny. What has he done now? Let me tell you about Xavier Hudson, the devil himself. He was 26 years old, single child, filthy rich, annoyingly handsome for someone with a poor attitude. What a waste of potential?! He runs his dad's company along with his grandfather which was a part of his inheritance and lives alone in this mansion. I heard that both of his parents died when he was a teenager. He has probably more than 20 people working for him just for his basic needs. He has a personal trainer, designer, assistant, driver, hair-dresser and the list goes on. I am also convinced that he hates everyone and everything. I think someone took out the words related to happiness from

I hop on my right foot while attempting to put on the slip-on on my left before she steps aside to reveal the face of her new catch. "Hello," I say, standing up straight and smiling as if I wasn't trying to catch my breath. "My name is Hudson, and I'm delighted to meet you." He says this while waving at me with a chiseled jaw. I return the wave, then turn around briefly to catch my breath as I hear Dora and him kiss briefly. "So…" When I turn around, I see Hudson's hand around her waist as they pull away from kissing. "We should get going," Dora says, and I notice her face flushing slightly.

"Hi, welcome to Cris Cafe what can I get for you?" "I'll like a cup of cappuccino and an apple pie," the lady said with an attitude, I wasn't in the mood to say anything so I just made her coffee and handed her pie to you. "Hey bitch" Mario my best friend said to me "Have you heard the news?" he continued "What news?" "That Walker enterprise is open for submission of applications as a personal assistant, I think you should submit one, I have the hope that you'll be called for an interview "

DOOM’S POV My shoulder still throbbed like a bastard, but I refused to let it show. I swapped my usual suits for a simple black shirt and a pair of tailored shorts, unbuttoned just enough to tease. It was warm tonight, and Sally liked casual Doom, something about seeing the devil without armor made her smile, maybe because it made her feel closer. The dining room lights were dimmed low, casting a golden warmth across the mahogany table. Candlelight flickered beside the fine china, and soft instrumental jazz hummed from the walls. I had told the staff to stay far away, tonight was ours.

Hours after it disappears the terrenes grow in plenitude, their seas full of fishes, and mines brimming with gold, silver, and copper. This planet is named "Devia" after their god, "Deviashtra, the elemental goddess of the Universe divided into four kingdoms." The kingdom of Movako, also known as the "Land of Gold," is home to the Emperor and his family, occupying half the size of the globe and monopolizing most of its resources, while the other three kingdoms share the remaining lands and seas. Rendor, the "Land of Silver," is home to mostly nobles, scholars, and knights, while Endra, the "Land of Brass," is home to the majority of merchants and laborers. Lastly, Yvedra the "Land of Stones”

Devi reassured. “Apparently you don’t, Devi.” Naveen raised his voice. “If you had, you could have been doing God knows what somewhere far away from me. I am starting to have second thoughts, perhaps you should give me back my money so that i try somewhere else…” “A month sir,” Devi interrupted. “Just a month and everything will be perfectly handled.” “A month you say?” Naveen said nothing else but left. Ben and Devi stood motionless without uttering anything. They heard the car start outside and knew he was gone.

Hola! Welcome to chapter 6 of A deal with the Devil! Don't be a silent reader! Chapter 6 - It tastes better off you. ~~~ Blackmailer- 'On a scale of 1 to 10, you're a 9 and I'm the 1 you need.' I bit my lip from smiling like a crazy obsessed cat because the Math sir was looking straight at my desk from above his thick black glasses. The second his inquisitive eyes shifted, I typed a reply.

Are they some kind of a big ass organization, where bastards like Cole gather? When I turned to look at the devil, my confusion grew. He was just staring at the in front silently, like he was afraid he’d lost his sight out of him. I wanted to ask him questions, but he looks like he’s going to implode at one touch. He’s standing completely still, while his eyes are fixed on the old man with an intensity I’ve never seen before. The casual, smirking Cole I know is gone. He’s looking deadly. The politician—or whatever he is—wraps up his speech with a practiced smile. “Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.” He stepped down, and the room erupted into polite applause.