Book Of Leviathan The Terror Novels & Stories

Leviathan warned, his voice angry, yet nervous as well. Seth let out a deep growl as he tried to step in front of me. "And I'm going to warn YOU. Do NOT threaten my mate!" "DID YOU REALLY JUST THREATEN A DEITY, BOY?!" Leviathan yelled out as he backed up, his voice echoing around us. Despite standing feet away, I could feel his hot breath against my skin. The heat was so intense that it caused me to close my eyes and shield my face with my hands. I didn't know if I should be impressed, scared, or simply disgusted.

I tucked my legs beneath me and threw the book back on to the table. Levi didn't say anything. Instead, he stood and dropped a book in my lap. Pyrokinesis. Was he joking with me? Conjuring flames? That's what he wanted me to do? "Now before you give me lip, there is an art to this-" Levi stopped short with his sentence and looked at me. My mind had wandered and he noticed. Great. "If you can keep those thoughts to yourself, that would be splendid," he whined in frustration and ran his hands through his hair.

Ula said speeding up her pace. “Hold up, did you said the Leviathan? I have never heard of any kind of animal or supernatural being called that. The only Leviathan that I have ever heard of is the one from the bible. We learned about them during bible study when we were kids. They were God’s first creation that he ended up killing, because they became evil. I think that’s how that story went. I can’t remember the entire story. But what is this Leviathan?” Ji’lahni said frowning at the unusual name.

“You're wrong. What I've told you up till now is just plain history that is taught in every school and orphanage and nothing more. The homework you speak of is how to kill you in the fastest way possible, how to win against you and your weak points.” “M hmm... and what is the weak point of Leviathan?” “The stone in the middle of his forehead and his sigils just like yours. You seven have two weaknesses alike but if someone wants to kill him, they will have to make sure that there isn't any water around, or felines of any kind and that there is planted some stones that block the element of electricity.” “It seems like you really are a smart ass, aren't you know?” “Of course I'm smart! How els

LEVIATHAN They call me a monster, a god of the deep, a myth whispered by trembling sailors. But the truth? I'm a patient king. I wait. I watch. And when the tides shift in my favour—I strike. I sat in the dark caverns of my oceanic kingdom, sprawled on a throne carved from skulls and bone. The water pulsed with ancient magic around me, glowing faintly with runes older than even the Fae realms. I could still hear Lilith's screams echoing in my head, her madness unfurling like a broken net. She mourned and mourned loudly.

My heart thudded, but my steps did not falter. King Leviathan wanted a spectacle. He would get one. Only not the one he planned. ############################

He is ignoring them and building it his way. The northern ice is holding. The fifty nodes are locked. But the ocean is getting loud, Jace. The Leviathans in the deep trenches are waking up to the rhythm. Keep your ears open. Blood and Iron. - Torin. I let out a low breath, folding the letter and sliding it into my pocket. "The Leviathans," Elara murmured, having read the letter over my shoulder. "When we dropped the anchors... we didn't just wake up the magma, did we?"

It had a terrifying height, towering three times the size of an average man. "Dark power she possesses, sheltered by the love of death. Born in hell she was. Escaped her true nature she has. Find her you must," It spoke in a rumbling echoing voice while it crawled toward Alexander with its winged arms. "How do you expect me to understand your words if you won't tell me the girl, Leviathan the ancient," He frowned as the ancient known as Leviathan approached him.

How could she hold her head up high if such waters could deter her? “Oh? You have become quite brave, haven’t you? I dare you to speak it.” Delores floated towards Leviathan with a cold glint flashing in her eyes. Lightning coursed through her veins as her eyes slowly flooded with its power. One would have thought that leviathan would maintain its silence seeing such a scene; but it scoffed and pushed its head forward, its nose pushing towards Delores. “Hmph. You have forgotten that it was I who deceived you in the beginning.” Leviathan snorted, its eyes flashing brightly. It clearly wasn’t afraid that Delores would kill it. If she hadn’t killed it then, why would she kill it now?

Confidence oozes from his pores and it wasn’t unbacked by facts. Leviathan on the other hand is shaking as he walk. He’s internally having a panic attack—why did Beelzebub bought them here. Is he gonna tell Crocell everything? Is he going to detain his son down here so he wouldn’t be able to disobey his orders? Leviathan doesn’t know. But he has a feeling whatever it is, Crocell won’t like it. The doors opened without further ado, showing the spacious and extravagant yet elegant throne room.