Real Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

"You look excited. I didn't want to ruin that." "Well, you would ruin it one way or another!" I shook my head before I looked up again. "What kind of fruit is that?" I asked. "The magical aloe." "Yeah, but is it some kind of an apple? A berry?" "Just magical aloe." "Whatever!" I mocked him. "So, who's gonna get that?" We needed to jump higher in order to reach the fruit, and such a talented creature could reach that, but not a normal human being.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

“What— Why?” His eyes flashed, almost silver. “Full moons bring... complications.” “Complications?” she echoed. “You will obey, or you will regret it,” he said simply. She didn’t respond. “Rule three,” he said, voice low. “You serve me. That is your purpose here. You’ll answer when called, you’ll speak when spoken to, and you’ll stay in line.” Emilia’s breath hitched. “And if I don’t?” He leaned in, voice like velvet and fire. “Then I’ll remind you why they call me the devil.”

Matteo pulled up the schematics of the truck on his phone, double-checking for any known escape hatches or false compartments. A tall, bald man with icy blue eyes stepped forward from the dealer's group. His dark coat flapped in the evening breeze, and he had a thick accent when he spoke. "You must be Giovanni." "That’s me. You got what we came for?” The man smirked. “Of course, the best. But before we show you the goods, we talk price.” Giovanni crossed his arms. "The price was already discussed. This isn’t a haggling session. We’re not in a market square."

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"

Asura gripped the bodies of the bandits who did not let Arya stand up. He burned their faces and bodies to ashes. Fortunately, the bandits chose to back away from Raka's body. They all trembled at the sight of a tall creature with a hideous appearance. This was the first time they had seen the true form of the devil. Some of them even fell to the ground with their mouths wide open. "What do you want?" Asura turned to his friend.

Sebastian turned to look at Candy and said, "This isn't how you treat guests, Ms. Candy." Unus eyed the bodyguards impassively. He was silently debating whether he should eat them or just kill them if Sebastian told him to attack. Truth was, Unus hadn't had anything to eat since leaving Mount Quiln. Devoras never ate cooked food. They only ate living creatures, from wolves and tigers to rabbits and pythons. They ate all of them raw. Only raw, pure life had spirituality. The spirituality of living souls would nurture the spirituality in a Devoras, and only then would it make them more powerful.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

I blushed, ducking my head. I felt another pair of eyes on me. They belonged to the hulking man seated beside Alpha Enzo. I had never seen him before. I shivered as his cold, calculating eyes bore into me. I broke the eye contact, feeling shivers all over my body. If my guess was right, then that was definitely the Devil Alpha.

Little Apple, who had always been proud of his powerful Qi and blood, was now a little numb. "You are very strong. If I devour you, I will become stronger." A devil face appeared in front of Little Apple. "Don't even think about it." Little Apple roared. For little Apple, who was already in Supreme Realm, the Earth Character Secret Skill didn't helped him a lot, but it could still make him stronger. The Eight Gates Divination were opened at the same time, and with the help of the Fire Character Secret Skill, Little Apple directly broke free from the devil.