Abaddon Novelas e Histórias

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

That makes sense. “So what are you in here for?” I ask Veronica. “Setting my high school on fire.” I raise both my eyebrows. “What?” “Nothing. Nothing at all.” The brown-haired guy sitting beside her says placing his two hands on both her shoulders. “That’s Connor Lord. Age 21, Grade B. He’s in here for selling drugs. Like Lots of ‘em.” “That's it? Just selling drugs?” Do people go to behavioral management schools for that? “And…maybe beating numerous guys half to death because they were late on payments.”

he growled, throwing him back. But Huron was gone—something feral had taken his place. The boy wasn’t in there anymore. “I don’t want to hurt you,” Abaddon said through gritted teeth, stepping in front of me. “You’re not yourself. Snap out of it, Huron!” The teen lunged again. Abaddon cursed under his breath and he turned. His snarled were feral, as his form stretched half-demon creature taking shape in seconds. I gasped through the pain as they collided.

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

With my body still recovering from the witch's deadly spell, I couldn't afford distractions. Abaddon straightened, proudly exposing the gore coating his fur. He wanted me to know it was the blood of my warriors. He wanted to mock me. I heard stories about him, about his brutality and sadism. I heard about his collection of bones and body parts, torn from his enemies. Oh, how I would make him pay for every life of Korendorr's wolf he had taken…

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

He turned his head, noticing a black shadow from the darkness of the room next to him. "Who are you?" Asmodeus asked silent, his eyes continued to pay attention to the figure who was approaching him. "I am Abaddon, a demon from the plains of Europe! Do you remember, Asmodeus?" "Abaddon?" "Yes, we met when you were little! I followed you and ordered you to steal food! Do you remember?" Asmodeus didn't answer, his brain was searching for Abaddon's name in his thousands of memories. "So--" Asmodeus's eyes immediately bulged when he found that name in thousands of stored memories and he went through h

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

Sheryl said frustrated, breaking the silence. “The Abomination is a destroyer,” the doctor started, looking at Gwen curiously. “The destroyer of the one who wishes to destroy the realms.” “And in that case,” Hesper continued, “Would be the Supreme Lord of the Enu realm.” At that, Sheryl paid extra attention. “The supreme Lord?”