Berserk Apostles Novels & Stories

I had underestimated just how shameless they were. She continued, "Each of them is built like a tank. It's the end of the world. Why would they settle for taking orders from you? Even if you have all the money in the world, what does it matter?" It hit me all at once. Victoria was right. In the apocalypse, no one wanted to be under someone else. The man whose arm had been snapped on the first day cursed beside her. His resentment was obvious. "Stop wasting time talking to him. I say we break the door down right now. I'll cripple him myself and throw him out to the zombies."

The strength of Kapres are supernatural and a fall like that would not be enough to kill it. He jumped on the top of the giant and began striking at its shaven skull. Blood sprayed in every strike. The Kapre wrestled weakly, but the human's bloodthirst was demon-like. It was unstoppable. Lukas turned away from the killing and aimed around the trees. He saw multiple cultists on the ground, dead. Francis' team were continually fighting the other cultists. He gazed back at the trees above and noticed no activity. Sergeant Alice's team were a few paces behind his, engaging the other belligerents near them.

The twelve Apostles moved. This wasn't a fight; it was a chaotic, high-velocity slaughterhouse. They descended on us like streaks of falling stars. Dante shifted back into his human-Void form, his hands glowing with obsidian fire as he tore through the first rank of Splinters. He was a dervish of violence, his tattoos bleeding light as he fought to keep them away from me. I snapped my wings out, the mercury blades slicing through the white-gold veils of the Apostles. The sound of metal hitting frequency filled the chamber—a cacophony of shrieks and explosions. I wasn't just fighting for my life; I was fighting for the child.

I tore off the pearl earrings that Eric had given me as an engagement gift and tossed them into the trash can with a smile. At once, the heat in my body suddenly dissipated. I then quickly sent out a message on my phone. A number of the disgusting men then tried to pounce on me, but I was now fully sober, and I kicked them all to the ground one by one. They grabbed their crotches and howled in pain, their eyes filled with resentment as they glared at me.

When I finished speaking, he folded his arms slightly. “Hm…” he muttered thoughtfully. “Do you have any enemy in mind, Alpha Iskander?” The question wasn’t unreasonable. But it made my silence heavier. Because immediately, one name surfaced in my mind. Verek. Alpha of Bloodbath Moon Pack. My long-standing enemy. A man I had clashed with more times than I could count. Battles, betrayals, ambushes… nothing between us had ever been clean. Even though things had been quiet for years, it didn’t mean peace existed between us. It only meant silence before another storm.

Blake is a rogue who has been trying to persuade me to get involved with him for months now. Blake is more audacious than I thought. His grip tightened, and I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I was trapped, helpless, and in agony. I closed my eyes and waited for the end, hoping it would come quickly. A loud fierce growl echoed all of a sudden seizing Blake’s action. A massive black wolf appeared from the shadows blazing with dominance as he burned his piercing eyes at Blake who had paused. Blake sneered but his confidence didn’t seem to match the wolf who seemed unfazed by Blake’s daggers.

Angela Rizzo spent ten years scrubbing floors for the Bellini family. Ten years of whippings, stolen wages, and swallowing her pride like it was water. Then the apocalypse came, and the people she kept alive tied her to a pole and left her for the dead. She died screaming. Then she woke up two months before the end of the world, with a system in her head that could see anyone's secrets and a single goal burned into her bones: never be anyone's sacrifice again. "You think you can talk to me like that because I'm a maid?" Angela straightened her back, her eyes cold enough to freeze the room. Carmela laughed, thick and ugly. "You ARE a maid. You're lower than the rats in the basement, girl.

It used the beads to drive Jonathan further into his obsession—into madness. In truth, the Blood of Essence of Echidna's descendants could never bring anyone back from the dead. Jonathan had been deceived. I had seen it with my own eyes. The prayer beads glowed gold, and Anna's face glowed too. It was something only I could see after my apotheosis. Of course, the mage could never raise the dead. At best, it could grant a brief return, letting life flicker for one last time. But… That wasn't nearly enough for me.

SOME OF ITS MEMBERS GAINED THEIR PAGE FROM BIRTH WHILE OTHERS HAD THEIRS IMPLANTED IN THEM • THE APOSTLES ARE ALSO A TEAM OF PAGE HOLDERS BROUGHT TOGETHER BY THE CHURCH. THEY ARE THE SPECIAL TASK FORCE OF THE CHURCH AND THE MOST IMPORTANT FIGHTERS IN THE WAR AGAINST HELL, THEY POSSESS DUAL SCRIPTURES AND ARE CAPABLE OF USING BOTH SCRIPTURES EFFECTIVELY, THEY ARE THE MOST DANGEROUS WEAPONS THE CHURCH HAS AGAINST HELL AND AS SUCH ARE TREATED WITH RESPECT. THEY NUMBER 12 IN TOTAL WITH A LEADER. SOME HAVE THEIR PAGE IMPLANTED IN THEM WHILE OTHERS GAIN THEIRS FROM BIRTH.

Elizabeth knew that she wouldn't be able to harm the creature with her attacks. So she focused all of her efforts on dodging. While Elizabeth was dodging for dear life, David was intensely studying the evolved ape. He decided to name it the berserker ape. Berserker Ape Classification: Animal Description: A monstrous ape-like creature that was used to battle and combat. They are very aggressive and their thumbs are well-developed unlike their ape cousins on Earth. Possible Effects: Blood may have a large concentration of steroids. Evolution Number: 2nd Iteration: After a solid beating from a superior creature, it spontaneously evolved into a physically stronger form with a bigger frame and ta