Novelas y relatos de Baphomet Helltaker

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

The key in my hand had turned into a sword, gleaming even in the darkness. A warm breath fanned over my entire body and I went still. Something was breathing right behind me, and it was huge. I was still for a moment and when nothing happened, I slowly turned around. I gasped for a second time. Cerberus!! The three headed gatekeeper to hell stood in front of me. He was huge and hairy all over, his three pairs of eyes watched me silently. He wasn't growling or panting like he would if I was a threat. He was sitting patiently and watching me.

I don’t feel like he is a threat, but I will wait and see. I study the Alpha has he studies me. I also remember him from childhood. He is Tori’s father and a direct descendant of the Zahara family bloodline of healers. Although the family gene only passes onto females, the Alpha’s wolf will have incredible healing abilities on itself. Making him almost immortal. I have deemed him not a threat and authentic in his feelings toward Tori. His love and pride for her are real and he wants to be in her life as a family. “Mystic, I am Alpha Merrick Romanski of the Mystic Moon Pack. This is Beta Victor Koslov.”

Great Zap'phiria is the female Lucifer. Her name is Lamashtu "God of demon and beast". Her existence has been concealed from every creature on earth. Lucifer himself is heedless about the fact that he has someone who is as superior as him. Lamashtu has the world in her hands and Lucifer is clueless.

When she decides it was enough, she uttered, “I’m not gonna ask again.” “Fine!” Sebastián said in defense, distress was still flaring on his face and voice, “Who do you want?” Azrael grinned, she knew she’s getting near to the target. Sebastián definitely have a long list of celestials he encounters ranging from Angels, Demons and Fallens, “Bernael.” she said sharply. Skepticism washed Sebastián’s expression, “The Prince of Hell?”

Although the two beings are different, Lucifer also mentions one more demon race, namely Baphomet. Baphomet is also one of the generals of hell. His form is described as a goat sitting cross-legged, with a pentagram symbol engraved on his forehead, more precisely between his two horns. Both hands raised thumb, index finger, and middle finger. And next to him were two small children on the left and right where he sat cross-legged. And lastly, there was a torch between the two horns on top of his head. "But, if all of them are combined, it's even more incompatible with one another. Actually, what is that damn perverted spirit trying to say anyway?!"

“Good afternoon, everyone. I am pleased to say that after a thorough examination of the items from a found ritual room, private quarters of the leader, and various dead enemies’ autopsies. We have gleaned what we are up against. I wish I had better news, but it would seem that not all the Lich mages have been destroyed. The leader of this horrific endeavour is a Lich named Hannibal Baptiste, and rumours are correct that a sighting of Richard Wolversen is confirmed. Someone removed his corpse from its grave, and the lich had performed a ritual to turn him into a revenant called a draugr. This information sent us looking into the recent history of lich activity for a Hannibal Baptiste. Wha

She gasped and looked at her stomach. Blood is everywhere, and she wore a white toga, but a blood-stained it. She looked up, she saw a red-haired boy in front of her, carrying her. There was blood in his black robe. “Are you okay?” He asked, in a handsome accent that she never heard before in her life. “Who…. Are…. You?” She asked him, and he smiled. “I’m Helios Atlantes, a young warlock,” Helios said. “I am sorry for bothering your sleep moon bearer.”

I opened the paper slowly while leaving the mansion for my car parked at a distance in the car park. My vision blurred into thin lines as I skimmed through the paper. Hot rage curled around me, gripping my insides and twisting me inside out. My chest raced. I was holding a warning. A confession. *HE WANTS HER DEAD. HE WILL KILL HER. HE IS HERE AMONGST US* The words read. My head ached terribly. I staggered slightly, leaning on my car for support. Who could this anonymous person be? Who hated Cleopatra so much to the point of wanting her dead?

An explosion of whispers erupted from the hallway. "Oh my god! Isn't that guy the makeup artist from this morning?" "Looks like Caleb was telling the truth after all…" Isabel's face flushed bright red with sheer humiliation and rage. "Ariel Booker! Look at what you've done!" Arthur rushed forward, violently pulling Patrick away. "It has to be you! You drugged my daughter, didn't you? Sweetheart, tell me that's what happened! We're calling the cops and throwing this piece of trash in prison!"