High School DxD: The Devils Reject V4

High School DxD: The Devils Reject V4

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The final remake of the Devils Reject, following the story of Coricus Berith, a Berith whose existence is unknown to only few but the unfortunate to be the son of the ''Most Hated Devil'' in existence, living a quiet, isolated life maintaining devious contracts until the day the seal his sister placed broke, leading to chains of events where he runs into opponent after opponent, surviving and getting stronger through each fight but where does it end? Spiteful but misunderstanding, living with this lingering hostility towards everyone, never believing he could ever break this curse but will the girls coming into his life, save him from his endless misery? What is Coricus Berith truly after?
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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