4 Horsemen Of Death Novels & Stories

Not when he emerged to greet me. Clouds billowed around him, a giant black horse beneath him, its glowing red eyes full of fire. The mist thinned, showing the ranks of his riders, transparent yet as they waited to emerge into the world to wreak their destruction on it. Their destiny, the last ride, to destroy all that had been created, to lay waste so new life could begin.

I have a job I need them to do" maestro said In the mildest of tones, still not raising up his head. Zeke stared down more closely, paying attention to the contact information Maestro just handed over to him. His eyes bulged out in astonishment Nas he read out the name "sir? The four horsemen?!" Chuckling behind his mask, maestro nodded his head in affirmation as he replied " yes boy. The bitch is finally going down for good this time".

Heath was captivated. Heath stayed spellbound throughout the meeting that night. He listened as each Horseman described in captivating detail how he believed the world would end. Each Horseman had a different opinion about the events which would end the reign of humankind on the planet. Yet, they were all in agreement; Earth had one hundred years left to its existence, at best. Mankind would end. The precious and exalted Mother Earth would start over; without human interference. She would remain.

Killing a priest was considered to be a sin worth enough to land at the deepest point of Tartarus for at least a century with no hopes of salvation. On seeing the steatite black squared seal with the face of Athena, goddess of wisdom marked upon it, the riders started whispering uneasily among themselves. They were not expecting such an intervention on their way. They probably thought these young kids to be either homeless or rich enough to be looted. Then from the middle of the group, emerged a single black-maned horse with a tall erect posed rider upon it. All parted to let the rider come in view. He was a man of early forties with an aura that undoubtedly spoke of him being the leader.

The horses of the others stopped, near the sharp cliffs, and bowing as if at the sight of a frightful monster they raised their front legs and turned back, these beasts had a sense of their own that scared to death like moon dogs, this meadow was something cursed and you could tell in advance that you could die like a dog. Of the ten young men, only two sacrificed their swords for their masters, and Dixon at the age of seventeen armed himself with a very large bow with which he could crush armor, iron heads like blades protruding like sharp thorns that served wonderfully. the master in distress, a quiver caught in the saddle of the saddle gave him enough security to gallop the archer, and at

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.

says Kitto, shaking his head, "Not for us. We have to go home no matter what." "The purple moon will appear soon. When the orbs gather together, a gate will sure open." Some moments later, Nisemono woke up, groaning at the pain in his stomach where the Angel of Death punched him. He looks at Tenshi, eyes shameful that he could not protect the lady. "I apologize, Tenshi. I noticed him too late. I never knew he'd attack this soon when we were laughing." "Did he say anything to you?" "No. I sensed him and got attacked, embarrassingly falling unconscious."

If mum asks what happened to the door, I'd tell her it was burglars. THE BRINGER OF LIGHT. Outside, the earth was dark. But the sounds of the awaken could be heard. Telling the world that a new day was born. Lex still isn't seeing the connection. He has finally deciphered the message on the wall, but he saw no connection. HADES - KING OF THE UNDERWORLD. BRINGER OF LIGHT - LUCIFER. THREE-HEADED DOG - HADES' PET. This was what Lex wrote on paper. His head ached. He wanted to know the link between these three things.

Yeah everything looks all pristine and innocent during the day, but night time around the packhouse can be pretty fucking terrifying. And I’m the reaper himself. I have fourteen dead flies on my legs. Insects, yes, and definitely not sexy looking. But symbols of the males that tried to take me down and fuckin’ failed. But I know better than anyone, even my wolf… Flyers don’t live forever. We do our part to make this world a better place and try to leave it for those after us to prosper. Doze shakes his head and before he speaks, I already know why he’s pissed.

After moving again, the carvings were only women and children. The men were far behind and were as still as statues. Some women were carved running back to them and some had already reached them. Those that had reached them were... were stru-... they were struck and strangled to death... by... by the men who seemed to either be their husbands, brothers or... son! Ah! Wh- Why?! She kept moving further. This time, those that were running were only the older and little children. Where... Where're their mothers?