Black King Drifters 소설 & 이야기

"Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…" Suddenly black smoke emits from the words, a figure emanating from the black smoke. "I'm finally free, free from the clutches of the chronicles. It's time to claim the world once and for all and create a New Dawn under my rule." The voice chuckled. "What's happening?" I shuddered, the sinister aura cloaking the smoke. "The King of the Vampire has arrived."

Reality Two The blackness broke into a jarring scene: the border between River and Rivermirror. Hound’s chest was gaping open, a hole where his heart should have been. He was dragged across the dirt by Argent, a briefcase clutched tightly in her hands. Blood poured into the empty cavity, seeping into the dirt as pain seared through him. Behind them, shadowy figures closed in, their faces obscured. Who are they? The searing pain intensified, his breathing shallow and desperate. The darkness came again.

Black The Origin Chapter 37: Stepping out. It was a busy street in the Arzona Capital. At the market, lots of tourists and citizens have preoccupied the streets. Alkhun whose wearing his black cloak keeps bumping on different people in the streets. It has been weeks since he started traveling avoiding any capitals. He headed to the Capital of Arzona in the southern part of the East Continent.

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.

They started chanting, praising him and he stood erect. When they finally quieted down, Mister Drake continued, “Serena the shadow witch, do you take King Axl, to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage?” “I do.” “King Axl, do you take Serena to be your wedded wife and to live together in marriage?” “Of course, I do.” He chuckled briefly and Serena giggled, causing Emily to snort. “Queen Emily, do you take King Axl to be your wedded husband and to live together in marriage?” Mister Drake’s eyes pried on her.

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

True enough, there were werewolves and lycans littering his doorstep. 'And it is only right I crush them,' his hateful voice filled my head. There was no sign of Herneith in the assembly. This was the only thing he agreed with the alpha king. If there was going to be a war for her, he wouldn't want to bring her, have her witness it, and worse, put her in danger. He easily spotted King Eckon among the crowd. Aside from him standing at the very front of the lineup, he was the biggest lycan of all. He had the rarest metallic black fur and by mangy standards, he looked the handsomest.

When suddenly the driver hit the brakes, making Marvin yell in frustration. "What the hell, man!" Marvin shouted at the driver. "I'm sorry sir, there's some sort of obstruction on the road. It's not safe to drive any further," the driver explained. Marvin huffed in annoyance and opened the car door to step out and see what was going on. As he walked towards the front of the car, he saw a woman stumbling towards them, her face hidden under a hooded coat. She was shivering uncontrollably and looked like she was about to collapse any moment.