Apocalypse And You Dramione Novels & Stories

“What do you mean, Samael?” He rose to lean against the bar. “I mean,” he said slowly, “that nothing in Heaven's powers and those vested in the gods can stop this. Humanity's prophecies are coming true. The Kali Yuga, the Third Great Shaking, the Apocalypse, but not in the manner you imagine. John Lennon's song is precisely right. You are witnessing the end of an age.” He walked over to the jukebox and keyed up a song:

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

Alejandro smirks. The words feel like a punch to the gut. I know that about Dad. I’ve been his test subject for years… I can hear Charlotte’s heart thud before she moves closer to me, her eyes filled with sadness as she wraps her arms around one of mine. Kiara and Delsanra exchange looks, and Alejandro’s smirk fades as he watches us intently. “So uh… Apophis, as in the Egyptian god of Chaos?” Charlotte asks, trying to lighten the tension.

I lifted my head to see what happened to Apocalypse. To my surprise was there a big hole in the ceiling and lots of debris and rubble mixed with wooden beams. I got up and walked over to what was over of the ceiling. I heard some groans coming from under the debris. Apocalypse was barely alive and stuck under big stone pieces and wooden beams. “You have to do better and more than this to stop me, you pathetic woman.” She coughed and spitted a clot of blood.

Darius, summoning his last reserves of power, unleashed a final attack that sent Luna and Lycan hurtling into the abyss. "No!" Amelia screamed, her voice filled with anguish. She rushed to the edge, desperate to save her friends, but it was too late. They were gone, swallowed by the darkness. Darius, his wicked smile widening, approached Amelia, his presence looming over her like a shadow. "You're next," he sneered, raising his hand to strike. But just as his blow was about to land, a brilliant beam of light shot through the darkness, knocking Darius off his feet. A figure emerged from the shadows, their identity shrouded by blinding radiance.

"Zora Vane." I spun around. Standing on the catwalk behind me were the twelve Apostles. They hadn't followed me into the water; they had simply materialized through the "Void-Rift" I had left in my wake. Their white-gold gowns were glowing with that same, parasitic blue. And in the center of them stood Dante. He didn't look like my husband anymore. He looked like the King of the Hive. "You cannot hide in the mud, First-Born," the Apostles said in unison. "The world is becoming the Spire. The mud is being deleted."

The bond trembled, faint but alive, a thread I clung to as I dragged myself back from whatever abyss I’d fallen into. Light flared overhead. Not divine this time, but from the torches Kael must’ve lit. I blinked, gasping as faces swam into view: Damon, crouched beside me, his jaw tight; Kael and Lira behind him, both looking like they’d seen a ghost. Maybe they had. “What happened?” My voice was raw, broken glass and breath. “How long-” “Seconds,” Damon said quickly, but the muscle in his cheek jumped. “You collapsed as soon as you stepped through the arch. Then… everything went to hell.”

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

Our brain is the body's most complex organ. Because even if we do own it, it still has the absolute power to control what will happen next in our lives. Dionysus and some of Apollo's men had helped each other to uplift the stretcher containing the unconscious body of Zoey into the humongous military helicopter. Afterwards, Apollo faced Zamantha and Mrs. Zenaida Lavigne. "You can both come with us here. The helicopter is large enough for all of us."

"You told me that you would let me have all the credit! It's all your fault that I'm now like this! It's your fault!" Jasper looked coldly at Avery and said, "If it weren't for you, Ari and I would still have been together! You're truly a bitch! Why are you so hard to get rid of? Why are you still alive even after drinking so much contaminated water? I should have just killed you when I had the chance!" Jasper and Avery then began arguing loudly with each other while everyone in the research center watched. Eventually, Jasper couldn't hold out anymore. Under everyone's frightful gaze, every bone in Jasper's body suddenly shattered without warning, and he heaved his very last breath.