Ojala Me Lleve El Diablo Novels & Stories

A surge of fury swelled in my gut as I roared, using every speck of my royal command. “You, your prophecy, and your so-called wannabe King can go to hell, Delilah. All of you can go fuck yourself. I don’t give a damn to your prophecy.” The volcano of anger erupted in my chest, burning me inside out with its fiery lava. My eyes glowed crimson as Bella growled royally. “I would love to see your next master of the world right away, oracle. It’s time for both of you to go to hell. You can’t escape from my claws now!”

“What? She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I’m not leaving without her.” “Well, me as the head of the mafia in the USA is saying that you are going to be leaving here without her, and I don’t think your little club will be able to take down the Mafia. So, if I were you, I leave now and forget about Angel or you might lose your life and all those in your club.” He stared me down with such angry and I just smiled at him daring him to challenge me over this. He then turned to Levi.

“Oh… mio Dio.” Oh… my God. I still couldn’t breathe. Elena was going to destroy me tonight. And I was going to let her.

What the hell was that about rico yelled Do you want to disgrace me ? Can’t you show some respect to yourself, you want to. Sleep with him right?? He yelled I looked towards him with tears rolling down my eyes. I am not like you ok,I don’t sleep with random people I see on the road and there was absolute nothing I could do .He keeps coming closer even when o don’t want him to. You should talk to him yourself and stop yelling at me at the slightest provocation “

I hated the sound of that but I loved that she hated the sound of that too. "Gloat all you want now, girl. You won't last a day with Diavolo." Her shit eating grin soon returned to her face, "I hope you'll have the same fire after you see what Hell is." Satisfied, she walked away. I wanted to drag her back by her hair and show herself how much fire I've got but she was the least of my worries. I didn't know a lot of Italian words but I knew what Diavolo meant. My soon-to-be husband wasn't just the devil as a criminal.

enjoined "Ali, for everything, to the one who compelled you to lose yourself to turn into this free, untamed beast...." She uttered those words until she found herself under his iron fist, his palm around her neck stifling her breath, his eyes empty. Two fires, his breath on fire, his tone of voice coming from the depths of Hell: "How do you know what I went through? And what do you know about me? And what do you know about my monsters, my spectra, and my hell? You don't know anything, and this word I'm sorry and comfort yourself because I don't need it from you understand?

BJ was growing weaker, the stench of fear pouring out of her, worse than anything I’d ever smelled. “I’m the freak you dreamed of being but never can be.” I laughed darkly. “I’m not just Phia. I’m the nightmare Ollivara from the legend, and I’ve returned. Today, this nightmare will make you pay for taking the life of a dear friend from me and my pack.”

Not for myself. “You’re asking me to accept something I don’t understand, something that feels alien to me,” I said, turning my gaze away from Ramiras. “I don’t know who I am anymore.” “But you must understand that you were chosen for a reason,” Ramiras urged. “You’re descended from a long line of powerful guardians, and even if you don’t believe it, you are meant to help save the world.” I shook my head. “I am El Diablo de Spania (The devil of spain). The evil Mafia Don. The man who kills and whose past is tainted with the blood of my enemies. How can I be this saviour?”

Let me guess, since I'm not entirely new to this rodeo: if we don't fulfill this oath? We will die, my demon sent. Craptastic. ***

“Don’t bother me; pay attention to yourself first, because if the carnage were a race, I’m sure you’d be upfront at the finish line then I’ll be at the back.” “Stupid, if the carnage is a race car, then they already have died before they even reach the dead end? What a moron!”‘ Diabolos declared. “And I’m going to collide with them in car racing? Perhaps they don’t know who I am,” he continued. “Haha! I’m just kidding. By the way, have you fixed the letters about Live Suicide?” Adrastos asked him before he leaves. He grins like a Cheshire cat. “Don’t worry, I’ve disseminated information about live suicide to various geographical areas using different methods.”