Novel & Cerita The Daughter Of Evil And Miss Devil

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

she picked up a photograph of the arms dealer, eyes glittering with contempt “—is already drowning in debt. His empire is a house of cards. All we have to do is pull away the foundation.” She stood, walking to the board, tapping her pen against the faces of their enemies one by one. “Darius. Marek. Serrano. They’ve built their thrones on alliances. We turn those alliances into nooses. We don’t hit them in chaos—we hit them in sequence, cutting off every lifeline until they choke.” Lucian’s lips curved, slow and dangerous. Approval burned in his dark gaze. “She’s right.” Marco gave a low whistle, shaking his head with something between awe and unease. “You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss

This claim sounds like a lie. "How long did it take your heads to create that stupid lie? You did not even bother to learn how the powers of the Alpha Kings work. If you did you would know that they cannot keep you as their concubine," I point with a smirk. "My daughter is not evil! She is the most beautiful of all werewolf women. The angel would not lose their powers by sleeping with her," her mother angrily argues. "She has your vile heart. Her face is just the mask that hides the monster inside. They would lose their powers in one night," Eva somehow finds the courage to say.

“I made a deal with the rogues, to kill her when they attacked the Undead and on their last attack on the pack. Your beloved daughter was killed, at my order.” My knees grew weak and I fell. I thought I knew how cruel Vivian could be, but I was mistaken. I knew nothing. The woman was the devil’s spawn. I struggled getting up as I kept falling. At that time, she was laughing. At me, how weak and helpless I was.

“I will. Oh and one more thing. I know I can't teach you how to do your job. You have your methods and all of that. But just a little advice from someone who has been monitoring the situation for a while.” “Go ahead.” He nudged him on. “If you really want to hit the devil where it hurts the most, go for the girl, Mia. She is his soft spot.” “Mia huh?” “Yes, Mia. Mia Nova. She's the queen of the night at his Pandemonium club.” Pedro's heart skipped a beat. That name, Pandemonium, had raised its ugly head again. His sister had disappeared from the world because of that same Pandemonium. And now the devil had found a replacement.

She covered her head and ran in a panic. The beauty she had once possessed slowly faded away as she continuously suffered humiliation. She ended up on the streets in the end, becoming a madwoman with unkempt hair and ragged clothes, crouching by the roadside every day, crying out for her dead child again and again. No one recognized her anymore, but no one pitied her. That was the punishment she deserved. Vincenzo was dead. Carla had genuinely gone mad. Everyone who had tormented my mother and me in my last life had finally gotten what they deserved, two lives for two lives.

"A spark of spirit. Good. You’ll need that. But you misunderstand me, child. You belong to me not as a slave, but as an heir." He took one more step forward. I wanted to flinch, but his gaze held me paralyzed. "Seven centuries ago, a woman named Savannah made a bargain with a devil to save her life. I am that devil. And you..." He paused, his voice softening just a fraction. "You are the result of that bargain. You are my daughter, Jade." Jade. The name felt strange in my ears. I had been "The Subject" or "The Well" for so long.

Nicklaus turned to him and burned him to ash with the fire from his hand. I gasped and took few steps back. " Stay here ". He said And I nodded. I watched as him get into his jet and took off. There I stood on that spot wondering why the two immortal were after each other. Morgana was called the daughter of Lucifer and Nicklaus son of the devil. I actually wonder what's the difference between Lucifer and Devil?