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The Devil's Fruit

MrSaKaMoTo
The War of Saints and Sorrows ended in fire. The angels bled. The demons broke. The greatest warlock to ever walk the earth—Asmodai—was cast into the pit beneath the world, sealed behind seven burning veils by the blades of the Seraphim. He should have died. But monsters like him don’t die. They wait. And while the world rebuilt, thinking the nightmare ended, something slipped through the cracks. Something small. Something alive. Years later, far from the ruined altars and cursed battlegrounds, a boy named Reika is found—untouched, uncrying, in the middle of a battlefield soaked in blood and ash. No wound on him. Not a single burn. Just dark eyes, and the silence of something watching the world from behind them. Taken in by a weary exorcist, Reika is raised in secret. Kept hidden. Taught to suppress the fire pulsing beneath his skin. The war is over, but the hatred is not—and those who once fought the Devil’s war would gladly end the Devil’s blood. But you cannot hide a fire forever. A spark ignites. A seal breaks. And far below the world, Asmodai opens his eyes. The world thought it won. But the Devil left behind a fruit. And now it grows. Warning: This series might depict violence and suggestive themes which may not be suitable for some viewers, viewer discretion is advised. Authors thought: Pardon the prologue for being rather short and might pack too much information for some readers and might seem "boring" or "slow" the action immediately takes place in chapter 1. Please follow my world of demons and hunters as the mc tries his best to escape the clutches of his father and survive the world. Please support my work, your support helps me manifest greater chapters, your attention, views, power stones and golden tickets( as at when possible) help me through motivation Thanks!. Additional tags: Gore, horror, devil's son, demon hunter, romance scared mc.
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: I started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”
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