Blood Pact Warhammer Novels & Stories

He walked untouched through the slaughter, his crimson eyes fixed on the bundle in my arms. "The prophecy begins," he said, smiling. He raised his hand. RUMBLE. The ground beneath us didn't just shake. It split open. Great fissures tore through the snow. From the darkness of the earth, massive, rotting hands reached up. Ancient creatures. Things that had been buried since the first war. The vampires were just the distraction. The real war had arrived. And our daughter was at its center.

“No, Hudson, I meant inside this room when we have church. You’re sitting in, since this plan involves you.” “Fuck yeah,” he said and headed toward them as the men headed to their meeting room and took their seats around the table. Jake shook his head as he closed the door behind him and sat down in his chair. “Hudson has provided me, with courtesy of Dominic Vittori, evidence of who pulled the trigger and killed our brothers.” “Let’s go spill blood,” Dagger said, clenching his fists. “This document shows text messages sent from their President, and I quote ‘fucking kill every last fucking Warrior’ they found that night. We’re going to war, Warriors! It’s time these Dead Dogs stay fucking de

Leading the charge was a hulking Vanguard General carrying a dark-silver warhammer that hummed with anti-mana energy. "Kill the villains!" roared the General, his voice booming out of his iron helmet. The Primarch offers ten thousand gold pieces for the head of the Sun Queen! In an instant the courtyard turned into a bloody chaotic battlefield. Claws met black silver, shadow magic battled anti-mana fields, and the desperate roars of shifters bounced off the high granite walls.

I was stunned and silent from shock, so Kora spoke to Hex for me, “Gather your fellow puca’s and especially the powerful wendigo’s, along with anyone else willing to fight.” “I don’t know a single demon who doesn’t want to fight, Lady Kora,” Hex said and vanished. Kora turned to me, “At least we know that you have all the demons of the underworld on your side,” she grinned. She grinned! I was suddenly drenched in a cold sweat and she was fucking smiling at me! I looked down at the pile of weapons that we grabbed before coming here and I questioned if Kora knew that the fight would happen today. It was only then that a thought struck me, my brows furrowed, “Kora… what side will you fight on?”

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

He smiled so widely that we could clearly see his saw-like, pointed teeth. “I don't think we've ever started a war with other supernatural beings. So what brings you here?” it annoyed Alpha Rey when the figure laughed ludicrously among the trees. The presence of this mysterious figure shook the lands of the Blood Pack, who had just breathed a sigh of relief after the battle. It appears that he carries a threat that we have never experienced before. What should we do to defeat it?

Amos explained to me. "Sarnus is a king, his power after purification is powerful and far superior to other bloods, at least those who can balance his power can only do so at the level of a king like Quintas, if Peter knew that, he would want to kill you, even the blood bat clan." Amos stood in front of me and said to me. "This will all be over soon." Noah said to me. Fall is upon us. Peter and the Blood Bats have formed an alliance and are preparing to wage a major war on both Winpas and Quintas.

“Besides, it is common curtsey to give a name to your attack.” Johan snorted. “That doesn’t make sense. I mean, a battle cry is enough to warn people that you’re attacking, but telling them exactly what you’re attacking with next? That’s stupid!” “Well... it doesn’t sound half as intimidating without a proper name...” Xander tried pulling away from Johan again. “Oh, so it’s just used to sound intimidating?” Johan looked thoughtful. “Okay then, ‘magma whip’!” Several veins of magma appeared around the two fire mages.

A man reaches out to grab my arm tightly and yanks the knife out of my hand and pulls me to his chest. "Such a shame, I would have really loved to get to know such a woman". Dumbstruck I am unable to speak. I hear my father from behind me clear his throat. "Calliope, meet Alexander Bathory. Head of the warlock council, son of the covenant leader Constantine Bathory.... and your betrothed".

He paused, allowing his words settle, and preparing his rebuttal for the coming refusal when Shrowl surprised him with a nod. "We've waged war beyond the border," he continued, hoping he had not faltered, "but in the last two months, the realms soldiers have told of men who would not fall when cut. Men who showed no pain when struck and do not cry out when impaled. Enemies who are simply determined on moving forward and cutting all in their path, leaving only when the battle has run its course. Before I was lost, I fought one of these men alongside the priestess. He possessed a strength greater than any blessed I have encountered, over two dozen arrows did nothing to suppress him, and he con