4 Horsemen Of Death Novels & Stories

There was no clue whatsoever. “Why ‘four Horsemen’?” she asked. “What’s that about?” “It’s a reference to the Apocalypse. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, spreading out to the four corners of the earth. I think what it’s saying is that, if we don’t find the sword, it will bring the Apocalypse.” “Or maybe,” she said, “we’ll bring the apocalypse if we do find it.” Caleb turned and looked at her, deep in thought. “Perhaps,” he said softly.

All the Four Horsemen awakened, called by the violent screams of Death’s dying angelic force, the roar of an earth-shattering thunder foretelling their arrival. Ultimate destruction was brought upon the Earth as they all came forth, one by one. First, came out Conquer, riding a pure white horse, his shining blade victoriously twirling in the air, taking claim on all lands, forcing even the mightiest kings to submit to his own will... Second, War emerged from the pits of Eternal Fire, riding a fiery red horse, his cries of battle echoing across the seas, his blade dipping in the blood of the innocent shattered Peace, rivers of blood flooding the lands as all men started fighting against each

Like he punched a hole in a roll of paper. “They’re down there,” he hisses. I crouch and peek through the window to where he’s pointing. Three Silver Hunters walk through the courtyard. The Hunters are clad in black armor, their heads covered with hoods. Their mouths are hidden behind masks, and their eyes are hidden behind dark visors. Their boots crunch on the grass, and their voices are low but contain a sense of urgency. “Can you hear what they’re saying?” I whisper. Alec growls low in his throat. “They’re talking about how well this has worked out. That the… invitation was a great idea.”

I can tell by the way he’s looking at me, and how his embrace tightens around my waist that I’ve just unknowing killed my own mother by choosing the mate I wanted. My eighteenth birthday had started off brightly waking up within Westley’s arms. But it ended morbidly with West’s father being killed, and mother dying after I was marked by my chosen mate. True to his word before the days end William really did take care of the other two traitors on the elder council leaving three spots open one of which he gave to my “loyal” father. The other two spots went to Luna Lily and Beta Andy’s father Alexander, both of whom are furiously loyal to the both Alpha Keen’s.

“It's as if- you're a harbinger of death.” “A what?” I ask him. “A harbinger of death. You can sense when death looms for someone or when it has claimed them.” He motions to a log, inviting me to sit with him. “Harbingers were deciples of death born long ago. They aided me, sensing when death was approaching for someone. Letting me know where to come find them. You have to think, thousands of people die each second. I needed the help, so I created special helpers with a little bit of help from an extremely powerful coven of ancient witches .”

Another had a hollow chest. They didn't hate me. They didn't even hate Julian. They hated the "Order" that had let them die nine times without helping. One of the ghosts—Life Four, the one with the slit throat—reached out and grabbed the Priest’s ankle with a hand made of solid shadow. Silas gasped, his light flickering as the cold of the grave touched him. "What is this? Begone, foul spirits! I am a servant of the Light!" "We are the debt," the ghosts whispered in unison, their voices a chilling wind that blew out the Priest’s magical fire. "And we have come to collect from the one who dares to end our final sister. She is the only one of us who fought back."

"Not checkmate. Just the beginning of the next move." As the stars began to peek through the twilight, the Horsemen stood united, not by blood or by war, but by the love that had finally, irrevocably, set them free. THE END.