Apollyon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

I'd prefer not to kill Pontus, but if he keeps this up I will have no choice. "Apollo can take care of it." Andre says, Apollo is a good sniper, he has killed a couple people for me with his special skill set. "With pleasure, afentikó." Apollo has an otherworldly gleam in his eye, smiling evilly, I know he would enjoy it. "No, it's not needed...yet." I finished. "Where's the body again?"Andre asked.

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... "

was all I could utter while trying to avoid the looks of the vampires in the office. The meeting was over after more than three hours of making strategies. The Lycan thread is growing to be more serious than before. Especially after our last battle. That is what I concluded from the coven members, Apollyon, Ambrose, Atieno, Afanas, and Aldon. Elijah told me that their names were picked up on their personalities..... - Apollyon means the destroyer in Greek culture. - Ambrose means the immortal divine, and it's also a Greek name.

18 GREEK WARS "John...John...John.." a voice heard recently echoed as an underlaid voice fashioned to the scene from the background. As John was seen standing in the midst of darkness and a single source of light reflecting down on him, Ephialtes stepped into the circumferential zone of the light. "The acclaimed Celestial, the driver of destruction, chaos and doom. The one who rides upon and commands an Apocalypse by his fingertips. The beholder of the bright--eye--striking and extremely powerful spark. The spark of cataclysm."

Standing a good distance from the battlefield where blood and magic had been spilled for quite some time now, Apollo Sky the Loyal – whose white-feathered wings were spread out in the darkened skies of the Nether World – cocked his head. His cerulean eyes flashed with relief and wariness for even Maleficent the Glutton was given a chance by the Higher Creator of the realms, the irrefutable fact that an archangel had turned into a fallen one was something that Heavenly World could not let go of – especially his father.

“I want every transporter grabbing women and children. Take as many as you can carry to Alpha Nox’s pack! GO, NOW!” “Mom!” Lilac yelped, her eyes wide as saucers. Her parents were surrounded. Titus had taken on his wolf form and was foaming at the mouth, lunging and snapping at any who dared come close to Annamarie. Wave after wave of warriors poured into the town square, unleashing pure chaos in their wake.

“Why do you have to be like this all the time, Enyo?” Enyo, female goddess of war; interesting. A bitter laugh comes from her, while the other wolves in the party step back as my little wolf’s aura explodes from her and I watch as even the one who is meant to be Alpha flinches, she turns to face him “Fuck you, Dylan” And then she shifts, her eyes locked onto me; Shit did she know I was here? Then she turns and takes off, she is fast and suddenly I feel empty.

Jake said. “Fuck, it’s Goat, isn’t it?” Jake laughed. “How the hell did you figure that out?” K-9 asked him. “Wrath knows I hate the motherfucker. The only reason he’d give me that chance is if it was Goat,” Weasel said. “Wrath and I are special like that.” Jake snorted but nodded his head. “It’s Goat. He tried to have me killed yesterday.” “I’m ready, bring the motherfucker up. I’ll gladly end the piece of shit.”