Carnage Four Horsemen Novels & Stories

Callie's eyes widened in incredulity. "The apocalypse?" "Armageddon, Ragnarok, and whatever you want to call it." "And two ghosts–" He corrected. "Witnesses." "–are a sign that the world is going to end?" "It’s the first sign. There will be others." "Like?" "War, famine, plague, death," he listed off. "The Four Horsemen of the apocalypse will come and wreak havoc while we’re powerless to stop it."

I would hate to be tied here longer than I need to. Across the empty hall, double doors stood high and proud, made of brass that had intricate designs and carvings embedded into it; I saw a man and a woman in questionable positions, so raw I had to look away to stop the blush that was spreading all the way to the back of my neck. A great raven was in flight cawing down as some men burned in a fire. I saw majestic horses and men riding them, descending from the sky and in the chaos beneath their hooves. The carvings told a story; one I had no time to decipher because Wrath threw open the door and all the chatter behind it ceased.

She moved her hand to the second picture of a creature with red eyes and long fangs. “Next comes the vampires, they've been alive for centuries, if not a millenia.” she explained scanning the images. “Then come the werewolves, although most believe them to be on equal footing with the vampires, but not the purebloods” she narrated and I listened in awe. “What of Dhampirs?” I asked curious about my fake identity. Daphne stifled a laugh and lowered her hands to the bottom of the chart like portraits. “Second to the last on the hierarchy, the last are humans”

The f*cking vipers! Without as much of a thought, he hit three men with the car, their bodies flew up in the air with brutal impact before those lifeless bodies landed on the ground with a breathless thud. Within seconds all the cars stopped with screeching sounds behind him as his men came out. Grabbing his gun he came out and fired at the armed men. He noticed Salar on the other side of the road shooting at the vipers. A few men tried to get in the car to escape but Hamza didn't let them. A bullet grazed past his cheek but he was drowned in fury as he killed almost all of them within seconds.

The four of them roared in frustration. Boom! Boom! Boom! Bloody mists erupted. The four of them died without any dignity. They were crushed to death. Chu Xun's face was expressionless, and his eyes were deep. He looked back at several warships that had fled far away and chased after them with the Tetrarchy Cauldron.

Not even the King at the time could handle a sword like him. Hander Bowman, King Viper Great, My father and one other Knight were considered as the four horsemen during the war about thirty years ago. From what I've heard, the four had led the war with full force and were able to defend the throne from those who wanted to do harm to the kingdom. "Well, I'm hoping he didn't alter the events to turn the story in his favor." Hander commented before he cleared his throat. "We should get going, Lady Frost."

I straightened my back since they had announced the arrival of the four households that had been granted dukedoms and second to the most powerful people aside from the royal lycan family, which people called them as. "The Four Horsemen of the Yuanzhong Kingdom..." I muttered, holding my breath. As soon as I said that, the two-way doors swung open to reveal the four handsome, good-looking, bewitching men with sinister auras surrounding them. All of the people here started murmuring when they all entered like they were some sort of royalties.

Finn asks sarcastically. Nyctimus turns his attention to Finn. “It does. In the legend of Inanna, the chosen one would have four knights to protect her. As the god of the underworld would have four horsemen to carry out his work. In today’s version, I understand that was Silas, Orion, Senko, and Farrid.” “How do you know all this?” Curiously Mason asks.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

Determined to assess the situation firsthand, he swiftly made his way to his car and raced toward the nearest location where his loyal soldiers were stationed. Arriving at their designated rendezvous point, Arthur was met with a sight of unimaginable devastation. The scene before him surpassed anything he had ever witnessed. The ashen remnants of fallen vampires lay strewn across the terrain like shattered dreams. Witches hung lifeless from the gnarled branches of nearby trees, their tragic fate a chilling testament to the ruthlessness of their assailants. And the scattered bodies of his fellow werewolves, once fierce and indomitable, now lay motionless upon the blood-soaked ground. Not a si