Banished Disciple's Counterattack Novels & Stories

"Dead. But her cause lives on. I am one of many. The shadow witch's disciples are scattered across the kingdom. We will destroy everything you love." I raise the Sun Blade. "You will try." The disciple attacks. The battle is fierce, brutal. The disciple is strong, fueled by dark magic and hatred. But I have the Sun Blade. I have Kael. I have the wolves of Silvermoon behind me. I drive the blade through the disciple's heart. It falls, its body dissolving into shadow. "It is done," I say. But I know it is not. The disciples are real. Dozens of them, scattered across the kingdom. They are wolves who were corrupted by the shadow witch's magic, their minds twisted, their hearts poisoned. They hid

After landing on the ground, she spat a large mouthful of blood and lost consciousness. When the elder disciple saw that, his eyes widened in anger. “Why did you have to hit that hard? Look! Look! She has turned into this hideous thing! How’s she going to be used now?” The younger disciple’s mouth was agape. “I didn’t even exert strength...” After glancing at Hailey, the elder disciple’s ignited flames of lust slowly extinguished. He then said, “Aren’t you going to deal with her? Don’t let the young master see her.”

“Still don’t want to talk. What do I need to do to get you finally realize talk or more pain. I know, lets break some of your finger. Maybe that give you the encouragement to talk.” But I thought I heard something in the hallway, and something inside of me felt I need to go out to see what it is. I couldn’t get the feeling that my life is in danger. I ran to the door to see Anthony holding my baby girl against the wall while his hand was going up her dress. I ran over to him and grabbed his wrist until I hear I snapped of the bone. “What the fuck did you do that for Legion?” “Because you were touching my baby girl, and no man should ever live after he touches my life.”

She was his mate, and instead of loving her, he banished her when she killed the love of his life...

Tadhg Walter somewhat enthusiastically assessed the level of the monks below, and the first auction item appeared on the Disciple, obviously leaving him completely unexpected. He also received a Disciple weave in Chaos Path, but he never took it out, after all, weaving this Disciple thing fell into the hands of the enemy monk, and it was considered a fake. Pill, the strength compared to the post-monastic bamboo body, the number of times that the monk fake Pill increases is also extremely scary.

“You sick, delusional, fuck!” “What the fuck?” My father, current alpha of Blackstone, Bart Black, booms across the field. My mother, Beatrice, is at his side, weaving through the crowd. His alpha aura pushing down on all of us. But it doesn’t stop me from beating the life out of my brother. “BANE! ENOUGH!”

The words cracked like thunder. Murmurs rippled — not mocking like before but disbelief. Some even looked…respectful. Vladislav continued, his gaze still on me. "She held her own. She drew blood. She fought with discipline. She earns her place." He extended the Harbingers, both blades gleaming wickedly in his hands. For a moment, I thought he was taunting me again. But then he offered them forward. "They're yours now." I blinked. Slowly, I reached out, taking the hilts.

My hands were fists inside my pockets, my blood stewing on the inside but I reined in my composure, my head tipping back a bit. “He’s trying to break out of my compulsion.” I hissed, a frown knitting between my brows. Gilles snarled. “He– What?! Is that even possible? I thought no normal person can break out of an Alpha’s compulsion?” I shook my head slowly and glared down at the assassin. “Normally, no,” I responded calmly and he swiveled to me like a spinning bot. “Then, what is this?” He asked, eyes wide.

“Jacob doesn’t care about honor. He wants revenge, and he’s been building alliances for months. This declaration of war isn’t impulsive—it’s calculated.” “How many allies?” “At least three neighboring packs, maybe more. He’s promised them territory if they help him destroy us.” We were outnumbered, possibly outgunned. “What do you suggest?” “Focus everything on this threat. Jacob won’t stop until one of us is dead.” My father looked directly at me. “And I need you completely present for this fight. Not distracted.” Distracted by the woman I’d just banished. I nodded, but my gaze drifted back to the border. In the distance, I could see two figures at the pack border—Hazel and Uma, holding eac

"You! Spoke nonsense without the weapon in front of my eyes." Elder 1 doesn't know how to answer, he didn't get the weapon to analyze. He trusts one hundred percent about his disciples, knowing her from a young age. Tried thinking hard to counter elder 2, fight with him nothing changes the situation. "What solve then about Vampire Clan?" "Force the alliance to the limits.* "With how?" "Easy, just make them hate more to human Sect." "I know about that too, who will be the scapegoat, our disciple?"