Novel & Cerita Apollyon

Collins ordered and within seconds a figure with black hood emerged out of the darkness with his flaming eyes staring at Collins with dark smiles beaming from his face. " Wait I know that scent, that face, those runes... What are you? " Collins asked in confusion. " You do know about me Collins Montero but you don't just understand where and how but I will clear it up for you, I am your true father Collins... I am the demon lord of Hell... The Apocalypse Of Rage " The Hood figure answered with his unearthly voice echoed through out the dark woods. " Impossible how are you my father? My only father is... "

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

She's about to disappear but screams instead when Iapeitus grabs her hair. "Where do you think you're going?" He slams her on the floor. Iapetius is the God of morality and death. She's looking up at him, "Nowhere I was stretching."

he said. Kristel shivers when she felt his finger on her lips. Alvin even inserted his finger in her lips and pull it out before he licked his finger. Kristel was so disgusted. "I am Alvin. Luther's brother. Don't worry he will come to save you once he learned that you are with me," he said while starting to caress the beautiful face of Kristel. She's indeed a beauty. Alvin thought saw while caressing her face. She had soft and supple skin.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Where is the little whore responsible for my son's death? ‘What did you call her?’ My father shouts angrily behind him. ‘You heard me! If that little useless, human whore of yours weren’t my son’s mate, he’d still be alive!’ I watch as my father shifts into his Lycan and holds Alpha Varan up by his throat. Alpha Varan grips my father’s wrists and tries to release his hands. His feet struggle to desperately touch the ground. Alpha Varan shifts into his wolf instead, and they fight. They knock over every vase and table along the corridor. Theo, Leo, Nathan and Alex struggle to separate them.

I was surprised that the whole pack was there to witness Apollo’s ascension to Black Moon pack’s Alpha and mine as the Luna. The Shaman chanted incantations in front of the deities in the temple. He had taken a dagger that was present over there and asked Apollo to give his hand. He made a cut right in the center of his palm. As soon as he did that, blood started dripping from his hand. One by one the wolves of the pack came and sucked blood from him, swearing their allegiance to him. I was amazed by the fact that Apollo withstood all of it like rock. If I had been there, I was sure that my head would have reeled or I would have collapsed. But Apollo—he didn’t even waver a bit. That potent w

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

I want some Ray. I've been planning to get more of him ever since I returned to my chambers, staring at their lovely red walls, the same color as sweet crimson honey. I bathed, acting as if I were to sleep, putting my change of clothes underneath my pillow. My lifesaver sits at the entrance of the door and I am ready to go. Yet Dante won't sleep. I've had enough. I need some Ray.

Because from her conversation, he sensed some kind of hostility from her against the military. At his gesture, she started speaking, "Senior Creed, The ones who ascend from First Glitch get the title of 'Sacred'. The ones that ascend from Second Glitch get the title of 'Ethereal'. The ones that ascend from Third Glitch get the title of 'Demi-God'". And finally, the ones that ascend from Fourth Glitch: 'Satya-Lok' receive the title of 'Apaurushya' or 'God'."