Balerion The Dread Novels & Stories

Selene’s scream tore across the battlefield. “The moon—it’s breaking!” Wolves on both sides stumbled back in fear, staring skyward. And then another voice—deep, ancient, filled with malice—boomed across the heavens. “Let balance die. Let the world burn.” It was Vaelor. Above the moon, a colossal shadow began forming—the silhouette of a monstrous wolf with eyes like burning coals. Liora and Caelum froze as the battlefield fell silent. > “This is only the beginning,” Vaelor whispered into both their minds. “And one of you will not survive it.”

Bacchus grimly explains. So an Olympus Gang descendant killed Shadow and his wife. JD needs to know this. Yosef said to himself. I wonder what happened to that killer… I have to ask Renzo-hyung about it. He might know something. “Then?” Yosef asks Bacchus to continue. “Ever since Boss knew about that, his blood boils over on any Dark Knight agent. Probably one of the reasons he’s hunting Black Dragon too.” Bacchus said. “Is it true that Hercules’ skills are the same with Black Dragon?” Yosef asks.

“Here. Eat.” I accepted the fruit and looked at him as he get another one. When he bit it, I bit on it too, imitating what he’s doing. We ate silently and I didn’t hear any noise except the creaking sound of the night and the crunchy fruits while we were munching. “What’s your name?” Do real vampires have names? He stopped on his track to look at me before averting it away like he’s getting burned by my gaze. “Prin-,” he shook his head. “Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.”

' My tears trickled onto the damp sand from the corners of my eyes. Leon didn't budge. He continued to grip my neck of lying beneath him, pressing down tightly. In those final seconds, as my vision began to blur, the world shrank into dark dots. I saw Leon's expression and cursed him one last breath. "I s-swear, I will be h-haunting you ... fo-forever ... and d-dragging you to h-hell, F-Fu*king Alphaaa …." Leon Vareth, the Alpha of the Targarion Pack, stared at me coldly, cruelly, and with a murderous intent, without hesitation, and without mercy.

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

"He took my life, my identity, and now he's living with my name, my degrees. How can I just let that go?" I gave his back a comforting pat and met his gaze. "In a few days, when the weird end of days rolls in, we'll make him pay." Jim gave a small nod, his skin cooling down, no longer fired by my blood. Right then, I noticed something odd, the weak Haunts that had barely any strength were suddenly frantically feasting on my leftover blood. Their once translucent bodies filled with vigor as they started to circle and swoop around me. "I've got a plan!"

“W-what are you doing?” “…Of Sylrune Pack reject you, Zarelia Drakonis, daughter of the late Alpha, Orion as my mate and Luna.” ~ ~ ~ My wrist burned where the silver chains rubbed against my sore, raw flesh making me wince. My prison cell reeked of piss, rust, blood, and what I suspected to be decaying bodies. Every time I inhaled, I could taste the mixture of these horrid smells on my tongue and it made bile rise to my throat each time.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

Blake needs her, she kept him balanced. I feel my eyes start to fill with tears, but it's hard to cry when you're drowning on your own blood. Blake stands to his feet. I can feel the rage pouring off of him. I look into his pitch-black eyes as He shifts into his beast and takes off with Tim right behind him. Every time I take in a breath I can feel my broken ribs ripping into my lungs. "Sarah get to the front of the castle now!" I tell her through the mind link.

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"