Almight Novels & Stories

“I have to prove myself, to my soldiers, my pact, my followers. I must be a strong leader to lead the underworld and become a full-fledged baron worthy of commanding Enigmas and Alphas alike. My pact needs to be stronger for me to be stronger.” Dante listened as Rei’s voice stayed cold and factual. A pact or pack gained strength through numbers of high-ranking members, those with heightened speed, agility, hearing, shifting ability, intelligence, scent, strength, and influence. A well-forged pact could communicate through thought alone, lift weights impossible for ordinary beings, move swiftly enough to dodge bullets.

Watching Amy wail and cry, I felt not a single shred of sympathy. It was the karma she deserved.

He continued without a hint of kindness. Alicia got up from her chair at that moment; she was fed up, first her husband trying to trample her and then this man who didn't know her wanted to do it too. Alicia was always very shy, she never answered anyone in her life, but that morning she was already tired. —Yes! I haven't worked. And yes, I didn't finish my studies! But that doesn't come with my competition, sir. Do you think that because you have a high position you are going to try to offend me? Well, you're wrong!

Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant. - Cande cineres Maiorum meorum, qui laesi mortui sunt, surge et fac angelum dubitare. fac Angelum nuntiare avunculo iter per hebdomadam morari. (Latin translation - White ashes of my ancestors, who died wronged, rise and make Angel doubt. Make Angel tell his uncle to delay the trip for a week.) The ashes slowly turn into steam, which rises and passes under the door. Traveling the distance between the rooms, it enters under the door, where Angel rests from the new attempt on his life.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

An existence that spearheaded the direction of every single Lord of Reality in all of the known creation. "Let me take this moment to repay my humiliation of the last war, you impotent bygone dick!" "BANG!" Vina raged loud and true but more than that, her voice was eaten raw by the deafening flaps of birds in flight. The pages of the golden book she held turned and returned as she chanted a string of holy mantras using their hallowed leafs. "Will of the Almighty." Vina whispered the triggering mechanism of her ultimate magic as words of power should have a name to call their own in order to land into fruition.

I heard the door slam open and the object of my thoughts came in leaving it open behind him. "Ah, you're finally awake,” he said mockingly, his ruddy face giving me a sinister smile, "Okay, so I can tell you about my plans. In an hour, I will meet your faithful dog. He will give me what I want, I will give him what he wants. I’ll go very far and very fast and thus we will all come out winning, don’t you think?” Faithful dog? Alex. My heart beat wildly. Alex was alive and fighting for me.

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.