Novel & Cerita Cerberus Stories

The rebellious clan had seized The Golden Serpent and its gems and got away with. Runolf left at once with a party of warriors after the fugitive. The darkness helped Theobald, for it was very difficult to see where he had gone. Brezia noticed the moment her father had taken a quick run to seize the Golden Serpent, and ran as well through the bride after him. She entered the chapel just as the diamond came off the relic. Thinking it was important, she headed where she saw the gem fall, and guided by its brilliance managed to get it. Only that by the time she went after her father again, he had already disappeared into the forest. She was terrified and did not know where to go. Being alone an

She narrowed her eyes at him before responding,"And isn't it a surprise that Winchester demigod was found drunk in someone's backyard, and got saved by a girl who he tortured sometime ago, and probably is getting one of the worst hangovers ever?!" She gave him a very evil smile. "You are Jezebel, Eve, Delilah, Heriodias, and Lucifer's daughter all in one. Thanks for last night anyways. I must have been a mess." "You know even a name from the Bible?" She asked, in mock pretense. "Who would've thought? You're welcome by the way. I gotta go now." She was up from the bed in a second, and in the bathroom packing her stuff in the next.

Cerberus gets up , placing his hands in his pockets. " It would be advisable for you all. If you don't interfere in what's going on. " " Or you are going to have the same fate. " He warns and everyone looks at him in disbelief. " Why..why are you doing this? What do you want?” It was Rose who spoke up this time. Tears running down her eyes and Cerberus just looks at her in indifference. Not even bothering to answer. Rather turning his back on them, he keeps looking at the death wolf.

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“You’ve lost your mind, Aris. You’re talking about ending lives, collapsing economies, erasing everything humans have created.” “Those things were built on lies!” Aris snapped, eyes wild. “Vivian understood the need for control, though her methods were small-minded. Cerberus is different. It sees everything; patterns, flaws, decay. And it will speed up the fall, so something better can rise.” He pointed to the glowing machines surrounding them. “Cerberus is alive now. It learns, it adapts, it thinks faster than any human. It’s not just a tool. It’s the future. And it’s about to reset the world.”

Somehow the desire and need still hadn’t left his eyes. I signed, turning back to the now drained mojito. Apparently I’d finished it and not even noticed. This shouldn’t have happened. With humans, yes, it was possible that one bite could lead to desire and in extreme cases, obsession. Con of being a succubus. But it had never happened with another werewolf before. Is it possible what he felt was genuine? Maybe. Who really knew? It’s not like there were loads of other wolf-succubuses around to talk to. In my 300 years, I’d met one other, and she met an unfortunate end thanks to a couple vampire hunters and a stake in the 1870s.

The words erupted from my chest in an intense, predatory roar. But her scent had vanished. Rain began to pour, interfering with any chance of tracking her trail. When I caught the smell of danger nearby, my fur bristled. I closed my eyes and heightened my Lupine instincts. There were rogue wolves lurking within the forest. More than that—there was a dangerous creature, one of Nocturnus’s lackeys, his guardian who hunted whenever his master unleashed him: a three-headed Cerberus, better known among humans as a hellhound.

Benedict couldn’t do anything but watch in horror as Ceberus stuffed Greg’s mouth with his finger that was part of the hand keeping his head still. Gagging and trying to pull his head away. Cerberus was trying to grab his tongue with his clawed finger. After a few seconds, he had grabbed the boy’s pleading tongue. Piercing it with his claw and pulling it, slowly. In a swift movement blood-splattered Benedict. He looked on his side and found the boy’s decapitated tongue. Shaking, he looked up to see Greg gurgling and choking in his own blood. Ceberus opens his palm, letting the young one collapse in Benedict’s lap. Benedict started crying, helplessly watching the boy struggle trying to fight

'I bet there are thousands of mythological books' I thought, I looked around as much as I could while Hades carried me. ''You love books, don't you?'' He commented as he weaved his way through shelf after shelf of books, following Lachesis. ''No, just mythological books,'' I replied ''The underworld is the source of all mythological books and stories.'' Hades huffed. ''Are you not serious?'' I asked in disbelief. ''Do you know the myth of Cerberus?'' He asked. ''Of course. He's the Greek hellhound. It's one of the most famous myths'' I replied.

The creature wasn't recognizing her, but it was recognizing what lived inside her. Then another appeared. Then another. Then another. Four Cerberus infected emerged from the darkness, all of them stared at Natasha. Nobody attacked. The tension became unbearable. Marcus whispered. "Please tell me you know what's happening." "I don't," Natasha admitted. And that frightened her more than she wanted to admit. One of the Cerberus specimens suddenly touched its own chest. Then pointed toward Natasha. Its mouth opened. The voice that emerged sounded broken. Painful. Almost human. "Same..."