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But before he could get to him, a gunshot resounded in the room and he dropped to his knees immediately. Reuel was quicker than him and the man now lay bleeding in front of Azael, who just blinked at him innocently while he was anything but that. "You must know by now," Azael leaned forward and looked at Craig in the eye. "What will happen if you even think of crossing us." He smiled and tapped his cheek. "This is me." Reuel stood up and walked around to face the man who would soon be accompanying his father to hell. "Avenging my brother. It's not blood for blood."

Some years after the apocalypse, it was prophesied that a child would be born of chains and shackles, who would bring an end to the endless suffering. Two centuries later, when the prophecy was almost forgotten, and hope was just a fleeting cloud, a bastard she-wolf was born to a whore in a whore house. Chosen by the Moon Goddess to fulfill the prophecy, she was bestowed with the strength of a Lycan, and born with the eternal flames of hell. Her name was Shannon.

Author's note After Rynet lost consciousness, that devil called her men and they took Keron to where she lives in the forest. She had Keron's soul she was able to manipulate people that the person died in the accident was Keron. Rynet's point of view That day when l woke up l was surprised when l was informed that l have a baby inside my womb. It really came as a big news for me. I felt happy and motivated to pray even more. If l could get pregnant again after the doctors made it clear that l couldn't, Keron would also come back to me. Everything is possible with God by your side.

There is so much more to be concerned about, yet I can't get that out of my head. "What are you looking at me like that for?" Cian questions as I turn back to him. With every pass of my gaze over him, it's making less and less sense why I'm here right now. "I just can't believe I'm here...In another realm, with a Sin," I breathe. The word Sin rolls of my tongue with more distain than I intended. Cian's dark brows furrow slightly as he turns that word over in his head. Being an Immortal Sin isn't usually associated with anything good.

Guess, this was not one where her messenger ability was being used. When the moon meets the dark son A new lease of power will be undone. Sin and pain will birth another blessed one. First, Lycan will be the tyrant known to all and one. Battle for power would have just begun. The onus of the balance would be on the first blessed ones. For only blood, and the blood sacrifice of the first ones Would keep the world safe for everyone. Born from darkness and light would be another one. Promised to the Tyrant, she will be his mate and loved one.

Unfortunately, her husband perished in the midst of the intense war between vampires and wolves. After Celine gave birth to her child, she tragically passed away, leaving me with her shield power and a promise to take care of her daughter. However, I felt overwhelmed by the responsibility, as I struggled to even take care of myself. So, I made the difficult decision to leave the child on the doorstep of a newlywed couple. They named her Celeste, and as she grew up, I secretly watched over her like a stalker. But one day, Celeste became aware of my presence, and initially, she was frightened. However, just like Celine and I, we eventually became best friends, and over the years, I revealed to

Apart from a few forgotten libraries and some songs in Ter Sami- an extinct generic language of supernatural beings- the Seven Sins remain mostly unknown. To give off the impression of immortality, the heir takes on their name upon ascending the throne. So if the heir of a Sin ascends the throne, his or her True Soul merges with the Sin’s true essence and becomes the Sin itself. That is why it is said that a Sin never dies- because they literally never do. They live on in their offspring.

She's back in her eeirie tone. Serra closed her eyes and spoke the words out clearly. "Born on knowledge and light, chosen by the heavens to end the blight, of the forsaken world destroyed by greed where death walks to bring bloodshed. With the holy blade, the door must be sealed, or darkness will rule and all life will fall". Sisi's eyes dilated and stared at Serra. "Born on knowledge and light" Sisi started. "That's you, you said your parents were both Badbloods, your father has the power of great knowledge and your mother can manipulate light".

Had proven to the kingdom and to God that his loyalty to righteousness superseded his loyalty to blood. It had killed him. Every day since, it had killed him again and again, in small increments, until he wasn’t sure what was left inside his chest besides the specific machinery of survival. And now his brother’s son a boy Marcus had held as an infant, had taught to ride, had believed capable of greatness was committing the same sin. The same corruption. The same betrayal of everything Marcus had sacrificed to prevent. The candles flickered.

Someone, somewhere, knew what had really happened in that village with the unpronounceable name. Conrad wanted something to humiliate his boss’s son. To prove that he was not the god of war everyone feared. And I, Dheyman Kessler, would deliver to him the body of a fallen angel. Wrapped in a dirty secret and sold at a king’s price. I drank the last sip of whisky. The taste now was one of anticipation. The hunt had begun. And the prey, without knowing it, was about to have its heart exposed on the Delyon family dining table, in front of its youngest admirer.