Novel & Cerita Ojala Me Lleve El Diablo

I don’t know what the future looks like for us and I don’t know where this path will lead but all I know is that I would be staying with him forever. I’m not going to run away because I am finding out that Leon isn’t actually a good man. He has done terrible things and I know he still will. There’s darkness in him that will never go away but I’m not afraid of it because that darkness belongs to me now. My devil owns me now and forever. THE END.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

"Luna, I don't like violence," Diabolos declared, his red eyes piercing mine. In an instant, he disappeared, only to reappear abruptly in front of me. "Aghh," I gasped, startled, as his grip tightened around my neck. "You have to fall in love with me, Luna. You must!" His voice was a mixture of desperation and demand. This man was the embodiment of a dangerous obsession. Trapped in the oppressive darkness of the room, his hand tightened around my neck once more.

She howls and howls until she collapses due to exhaustion. The last thought that crosses her mind before she slips into oblivion is: “Devilio, this bitch is coming for you!” You can trust me when I say that there is no stopping Kayola!

"Like you haven’t pulled me into hell already? You dragged me through the mud and made me look like a fool to the devil." "You don’t even need to go to hell," Dario countered, leaning down until we were eye to level. "Because the devil is sitting right in front of you, and you’re too blind to see it." "And I presume you’re the devil?" "No, Gianna." He held my gaze, his voice dropping into a harsh whisper. "Roman is."

I have this urge to wipe the smile off her face but since I can't slap it off, I choose the next best thing. "Hello, I'm Catalina Ferrero," I say and then pause before adding, "Widely known as La Diabla" that wipes the smiles off their faces alright. And fuck do I love the fear that's taken over. There's not a single person in this country who hasn't heard of me. My reputation precedes me and it would do them well to know their place. Beside me, Kahlo squeezes my hand. Forcing me to do some damage control even though I want to scare them some more. I'll take feared over loved any day of the week. Sighing, I step back murmuring "See? Everyone hears La Diabla and jumps to conclusions" There's

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

DIABLO He laughs, sharp and easy. “You forget who I am. Lust has control of you. Learn to get a grip.” A finger lifts, pointing straight at me. “Bring me the vial or your DNA turns up on those Rossi Cartel bodies. Maybe a few more corpses too. Kids. Babies. Maybe a stray puppy beaten to death. Maybe I leak the evidence I built on your whole operation. You go down and I tell the Rossi Cartel where you are being held. You would not last six minutes, Diablo.”

Mathias said, standing up and offering her his hand. Clara took his hand and followed him, still thinking about what Mrs. Fernanda had said. She knew it would stay with her for the rest of the day. Diabla (she-devil) Loba (she-wolf) Hija del Diablo (daughter of the Devil) Héroe de Maldición (cursed child) “Okay, where exactly are we going?” Clara asked as Mathias led her into the surrounding brush. “Somewhere where no one can see us,” Mathias said excitedly, and Clara couldn't help but feel curious about what he had in store for her.

Zale That idiot. A bone-head move like that was something I would expect from Javier. Not from the caliber of demon that had teamed up with me. All of the men stared at me their eyes multi-colored and burning with inner flames. What hounds I might have been able to sway to my side were taken away from me now and it was all thanks to this asshole.