Nier Devola Novels & Stories

“You will have nothing. Do you understand?” Devon, however, simply shook his head, a faint, sad smile on his lips. He looked at Clara, then back at Nana, his eyes filled with a love so profound it seemed to defy everything. “Then I will have nothing of this family,” he said, his voice clear and resolute. “I am Devon Cage and I can never not have anything, I have everything I want and need, my kids, the woman I love and all my assets and wealth that is not associated with the Cage empire”.

Seeing that there was a DJ at the program that night, for some reason Nando remembered Sienna. "Why, past memories?" asked Excel, who realized that they were deja vu with the past. "Yeah, I really miss Sienna and the others; now they're really busy, so it's hard to meet them," Nando answered. They finally changed the topic of conversation to work. Devan is a successful young businessman. At a fairly young age, namely 26 years old, Devan is already a fairly well-known businessman because he can advance the company so that it grows more rapidly.

Dirga pressed his face to the window, eyes wide at the tall buildings and glimmering lights even in the dim morning. “It looks like TV, Dev…” he whispered. Devano gave a faint smile. “We’re not tourists, Dirg. We’re looking for someone.” The rain grew heavier, streaking across the window like threads of time dividing their past from the unknown future ahead. On Leviana’s lap, the little cup of coffee grew cold. She stared at it silently, imagining the smile of a father she had never met. “I want to give this to him,” she whispered softly. “He’ll love it,” Devano replied, eyes forward — his conviction the only thing keeping them from giving up.

Nevaeh smiled radiantly at the elegant, handsome man before her. Her eyes shimmered with captivating charm. "Hello." Nick smiled warmly, giving her hand a brief shake before releasing it. After the polite exchange, Nick didn't speak further or ask for her name, prompting Nevaeh to introduce herself. "I'm Nevaeh Sorensen, CEO of Franco Tech." "I see." Nevaeh had done her homework before tonight. She knew Nick was an AI prodigy with a single-minded devotion to technology. Former university acquaintances summed him up in a handful of words: brilliant, reserved, attractive, kind, as well as distant.

It started thundering and pouring heavy rain, Devlin wanted to find somewhere to stop, tomorrow morning after everything is sorted out he will return. Devlin stopped the car in front of the only old church here, not a single house around. The atmosphere was terrifying, it was raining heavily outside and there was no sign of stopping. Devlin stepped inside, someone had lit a big bonfire in the middle, a smell of baked potatoes hit his nose, fatigue, hunger, and cold made him unhesitatingly sit down next to the pile. fire. While waiting for the other potatoes to cook, he took out his iPhone and looked at the company's transactions. Devlin is a workaholic but it's worth it, his career, Gunner C

Numb and transparent, much like the growing apathetic gloss to amethyst orbs. The denim stepped back, a glint of metal piercing through the dense landscape as Damon tried to scramble backwards, his tiny fists raw and bleeding as they hovered over his face in an act of self-defense. Silver lashes folding downward to mask his fear as laughter rang in his ears. "...Just as I thought..." Leaves crunched all around him, and the black ankle boots Damon adorned on occasion drew to his shivering body in haste. Why was he so numb? Why did everyone hate him? He peeked out from beneath his lashes to trail his gaze over the twisted grins hidden beneath the fog, cerulean eyes, smoldering brown, children'

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

Deal", said Mete in a stronger pleasant voice. "But why?", asked Noah with doubt by lifting his eyebrows. "My child, Nevaeh is your dad's trial robot. l need to make another powerful one. So l need to do some experiments with her and from that result l wanted to make an advanced one. l think my little genius get my idea", said Mete lovingly by caressing on Noah's hair. Noah nodded his head like as he understood all the things what was his father just told.

When he eventually let go, he turned to Luca. “We'll speak in private on a later date. There's someone out the door waiting to take you to your car,” Luca said to him. “I like how proactive you are, Devil. Goodnight.” They shook hands, and he walked straight for the door. The door closed, and Valentina's palm instantly turned sweaty. All night she had successfully evaded the devil's gaze by keeping her focus on Lev. At the beginning, she didn't know what to expect from him. After conversing with him, she considered him a very cheerful man In a sea of men who just wanted to be arrogant, and disrespectful.

“I can’t go faster without drawing attention.” She was barely breathing. Mia’s head lolled to one side, her lips parted, skin waxen and growing colder by the second. Her shirt was soaked through, sticky and dark beneath the pressure pad Daniel had improvised from a torn sleeve. “You call your guy?” Daniel asked, voice tight with panic. “I’m calling now,” Axel said, fumbling with the dash console. He hit the number he never thought he’d need again—Dr. Navin, the discreet doctor who handled messes like these.