The Testament Of Sister New Devil Light Novels นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Hoping my sister comes back alive?” The word sister hit harder than she knew. Camila. Even hearing her name in my head tightened something inside my chest. I steadied my breathing before answering carefully. “As strange as it sounds... yes.” I held her gaze firmly. “That’s what Renz wants.” I hated saying it but it was true. “It’s an order.” Nyx looked away for a second, jaw tightening. I continued before she could speak again. “We just need things to go according to plan.” I folded my arms lightly.

With a mastered dexterity, she retrieved the knife from her fan and quickly shoved it into Michael's back. Her brother was hesitant to react. At first, his lips just shivered with words that could not be formed, then his eyes became moist with what looked like tears. He turned to his sister slowly and gawked at her, though her attention still remained at the farmhouse across the mansion. Almost as quickly, Elizabeth drew back the weapon from inside him and was seemingly admiring the blood on it.

I tend to keep my mafia books light but this one will be different. Fanuco Ferrero is a sick twisted man and he turns Catalina into who she is. To be able to show the extent of his damage, some themes can't be avoided. Please DON'T IGNORE this warning and complain about it in the future. For those who decide to proceed, thank you for your support.

"Seventh Sister actually injured Night Devil!" "How is this possible? Seventh Sister can't practice magic arts at all, let alone cultivation base, even if..." The fourth monster, the fifth monster, and the sixth sister, Liu Sha, were all dumbfounded. They knew better than anyone what their sister, who had spent more than ten years with them, looked like in their eyes. But at this time, this seventh sister suddenly became extremely strange and they didn't know much about her... "That beautiful little girl, how could she hurt Night Demon? Night Demon is a demon that even Samuel and Evil Tao Tie can't deal with. How could she..."

The reply I got shocked me to my core. I am celebrating Devil’s Night in Detroit with your mate Damien. Come join us! Happy birthday sis! -S Author's note: follow me on Instagram for updates on all current books and info on upcoming books. Instagram: dahliaknoxwrites

SORA'S POV:- When I was trying so hard not to mess up anything, I cursed my sister for being a bitch. She was my twin and the devil of my life. Sometimes I even wondered if our mother let a demon impregnate her because there was no way she was this evil without a demon's blood in her veins. I was struggling to open my eyes while my sister was enjoying my agony. She was tugging my long black hair so hard.

He thought that after the fuck the feeling would disappear but it becomes worst when he decides to fick a bitch because his sexy and pretty sister will be all that he would be seeing. One night he had orgasmed thinking about Laura whilst pumping himself to climax, afterwards the feeling increased and him thinking that his sister is fucking another person like he is doing is making his heart squeeze in pain, image of another man ramming into the beautiful and tight hole of his sister was numbing the devil, and if the news got out that a woman has gotten into the heart of devil incarnate, it will be a shock to the people not to add that the woman was his sister.

“He looks so much better by your side than mine. Not to mention I noticed his eyes on you, sister.” Mia shook her head. Her sister was reading things incorrectly. He was not looking at Mia with romantic eyes, rather, with malice because he was the Devil and she, Mia Chapman, owed him. “Lily, you're wrong. He asked for you and I must say he was a little annoyed that I showed up alone.” Lily frowned. “Did he complain rudely?” she asked calmly and Mia realized that maybe she had made a mistake. She couldn't influence Lily in any way or she would be in trouble with the Devil.

Stella, should I take the risk, or just get rid of it? My throat tightened. In a rush, memories of my past life flooded back. Back then, I'd been baffled. How could she have just wandered, drunk, into the room of one of the most powerful men alive? And why would a man like that even notice, let alone sleep with, my very ordinary-looking sister? I'd voiced my doubts, urging Aria to picture the man's face. But she'd only frowned and shaken her head, unable to say for sure who he'd been.

“Your sister had Bucky as a result, Yrah.” Yrah’s heart was slowing down to a halt. Myocardial infarction would be welcome now. The world seemed to be slowing down, too, and she could hear her own breath catching with an echo. Did she hear it right? The man her sister had called the Devil… was the man Yrah had willingly offered her virginity to?