Vergil Devil May Cry Reboot Novels & Stories

Gildeon watched as the elder vampire's aura dimmed before he deactivated his dragon eyes. “I offer you one last piece of counsel, out of respect for your victory.” Vergilius adjusted his hat one last time. “The sylph with indigo eyes…” “What about him?” “Do not let him find his marked bride.” Gildeon’s brow furrowed. “His what?” “If they reunite,” Vergilius warned, “nothing will stop the Devil he is destined to become. This world, and yours, will fall.” He let out a sharp sigh. “How am I supposed to know who the marked bride is?”

The second text pops up right under the first one: **~ Sexy Devil: I can still taste you on my tongue, Rebel. That sweet little whimper you made when I finally took back control… Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about it. You’ve had your fun wrecking the devil. Now it’s my turn. When next I see you, make sure to wear something easy to rip off. ~**

But that's not how the rumors went. They called me cold-blooded, told everyone that I was a killer. They insisted that the reason I wanted to kill him was that Shane was my only competition. Only he wasn't my competition, the position was mine all along. My father had announced it to the pack on my first night back. They just like to stir the pot, and I’m not going to give them any room to do so. Even supernatural beings have a code that you shouldn’t cross. Attacking someone from behind is high on that list. “I’m not involved in this fight, Eva. You challenged Desiree to fight, not me. I don’t know why you're even speaking to me about this,” Vera replied, looking confused.

He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another stories!

“I never asked you to. Why would I have a problem with a child that’s not been born?” David sighed audibly. “Now that we have that out of the way,” “What’s your plan?” Tamara softened her voice. “We need to find a way to deal with Marcel,” David smiled. “In that aspect, I have something that can help,” “Well?” Tamara asked impatiently as her eyes scanned David for any clues. David opened his palm and stretched a USB device to her. “Use it wisely,” “What’s in it?” Tamara’s hands shook as they enclosed around the USB.

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

I whispered turning back to look at Damon, he stared at me calmly, slowly tucked his hands in his pocket and moved closer to me, “Geraldine needs to pay for her crimes, join us,” he whispered, my brows dimmed in shock as I stared at him, so he was actually trying to use me to get to my mother?!, I equally took a step closer to him not breaking eye contact, “Why would I want to team up with you to ruin my own mother!”

Using a combination of Violet's agile sword prowess, Ken's newfound powers, Zack's strength, and courage, and Sir Jason's quick thinking and expansive knowledge, the teammates were able to defeat the ten devils. Sir Jason stood amidst the fallen devils, his fists dripping with their dark blood, the crimson streaks contrasting sharply against his skin. Despite the gore, his face remained calm and composed, as if unfazed by the brutal fight they'd just endured. He noticed a small lever on the ground nearby and realized it was part of a clever trap device. With a quick motion, he pulled the lever and the four of them felt the ground rumble beneath their feet as a large net sprang up from the di

As for me, there was no trace of maternal affection left for Martin and Chris. I immediately revoked all of their privileges within the family and Rembrandt Inc. Seeing that I wouldn’t relent, Penny tried her old trick of smearing me online, hoping to pressure me through public opinion. I didn’t hesitate as I produced videos of her tormenting the baby in her womb during her pregnancy. Her insults toward the unborn child were clear as day, shattering her carefully crafted persona. Overnight, she fell from being a social media influencer with millions of followers to a universally despised pariah.