The Devil's Daughter Game Novels & Stories

The baby inside me laughed like a mad thing. "Ha—ha—ha! Well done!" I stared at my daughter in disbelief. "Julie… why? Why would you do this?" Blood ran down the blade and painted her hand red. Her face went ashen; for a moment, she seemed to understand what she'd done. Instead of answering, she flung the question back at me. "Mom, you broke your promise. Didn't you say—?" She pressed her lips together, voice trembling. "You said you would abort this baby so I'd be your most beloved daughter. Why are you now doing everything in your power to bring him into the world?"

Come on, he planned to slaughter all the creatures here, so what did he mean by being short on people? "Aren't there many replacements? And aren't you going to use the devil king's body? Why is he still alive?" The middle-aged man turned around and asked because he saw that the devil king was still alive and it seemed that the ghost general had been beaten by the devil king. "Ah! I wanted to do it, but suddenly, if I used him, my game wouldn't dance. So, I decided to just use her." When the ghost general finished speaking, an ice chest appeared in front of him, and a woman's figure was lying inside the ice chest. She was the devil's daughter, who had previously been unconscious and was said

If so, where must she run to that he will not find her? There was nowhere to hide from the devil alpha and no pack would take her in knowing that she is running away from Luka Deluca. He would wipe that pack from existence, and she would have to carry that burden as well. That was not the life she wanted for her daughter, she wanted to see her find her mate and be happy. That is what every parent wants for their children.

(WINONA’S GAME) “LET’S PLAY ANOTHER GAME SHALL WE, FOR YOU SEE THE DEVIL’S DAUGHTER IS ON HER MOVE.” Telling them the inevitable dread that is already happening as they four are quite aware of it. HE smiles cunningly as HE first presented the game that HE prepares for every one of them. The game that they knew and the one that will set everything in motion down unto the middle part of this current loop and down unto the last and the seventh.

“Everything will be alright. I just need ‘the Devil’ to invest in the company, but so far he’s refusing. I’ll find another way, I promise.” Alina sniffled and wiped her tears, then looked up at her father, confused. “The Devil? Who is that? Is he… is he really the devil from hell?” Mr. Cole scratched the back of his head nervously, avoiding her gaze at first. But Alina’s determined stare left him no choice but to answer.

Another woman, an Asian in fighting gear, spoke up. "Yes, we have." Celia said. "But this time....it is much more serious." "And why is that?" Gerold asked. Maddie watched as Celia took a shaky breath, then continued. "You all saw what happened on my daughter's birthday, did you not? You all were present, as this girl," she pointed to Maddie. "Invited demons into our basement. Shadow Monsters, the likes of which we have never seen before. It was all we could do to keep those monsters away. Several Hunters lost their lives! Several others were terribly injured."

“Ah. So there is another player on the board. How delightful. I do love a surprise.” Ayra stepped forward, her voice sharp. “Enjoy your arrogance while you can, Benedict. Because whatever game you think you’re playing—would you like to bet if it ends tonight?” For once, he had no witty retort. Lucian turned on his heel, signaling the others. “Let’s go.” The three of them moved quickly, boots echoing against the marble floor as they left the suffocating warmth of the lounge behind. Every second mattered now. Ayra’s heart raced as they crossed the threshold, her mind caught between the venom of Benedict’s gloating words and the far more dangerous truth: her father was here. Already inside. Alr

A detective who ran in circles stumbling against walls and walls. “Your daughter, where is she now?” Sebastian feels the need to gather as much as he can get now. “Dead—to me. They made her a pleasure girl, as if that was not enough, they forced her into drugs. Every time I speak with her, I know I had lost her from the moment she was taken and the person on the other end, that was not my daughter, that was just someone dead with my daughter's skin and voice.” “Why come clean now?”

“He desecrates the gifts you have given us!” My father pauses dramatically. I wait with bated breath. “Well? Did the Goddess save him and his son?” I ask exasperated, unable to wait a moment longer for the answer. My father hangs his head in disappointment. “The goddess never came.” He says quietly. “Why!” I demand. Good has to triumph over evil. That is the order of things. That is how the world works. “Our Goddess blesses us with many things. A wolf bound to our souls, the ability to shift, strength, power, a mate, and free will. That will can be used for good or evil.” He explains. He hands me a slice of watermelon. “Take a bite.”

DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW I saw the girl just today, Ava, Valentina’s daughter, she was flown in from her boarding school. I wanted to see her, I wanted to feel the pain, I wanted the anger to fuel my decision to send her to that dark dark place. That place where even the most innocent of souls become muderous whore. I saw Ava, Valentina’s daughter, she knelt in front of my throne, I was supposed to hand her over to madam Francine who was supposed to take her to the training ground where she would be trained to become nothing but a dirty prostitute.