Chaos Devourer System Novels & Stories

I may have been a little rough with him. “We hit the Ravagers tonight, taking out three birds with one stone. We let C.H.A.O.S. and Tempest take out Zen and his loyal members. We come in, removing Zen’s traitorous dogs and the other two teams. Then I go get ma pixie.” I get some mumbles and nods. Then dismiss my men. This is going to be fun, but I can’t leave my chaos pet alone. He needs to be watched. I suppose I could bring him with me. Hum? Now there’s a thought.

Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

As she contemplated this, another message window appeared; [ALERT; YOU HAVE SYNTHESIZED THE SKILL: MOLECULAR TRANSMUTATION WITH THE SKILL; BLOOD CONTROL! UPDATING PHANTASM! YOUR BLOOD HAS NOW CHANGED INTO A FORM OF PLASMA-LIKE ENERGY! YOUR BOND TO ALTERNATE SPACE: CRIMSON VOID HAS BEEN ENHANCED!] [ERROR! YOU HAVE NOT MET THE NECESSARY CONDITIONS TO ACCESS FULL CAPABILITIES!] ***

The fragments of Harper surged forward, and the whispering returned — louder, more commanding, uncontrollable. “You thought you could survive without me?” Harper purred from inside Lila. “Think again. I am eternal. I am chaos. And now… the real game begins.”

"Forget the nonsense Salazar or anyone else has been feeding you. You're perfect the way you are and if I hear anything about you being on a diet again or trying to lose weight, heads will roll. Do you understand?" Maldito, I'm dazzled. For a moment there, the look in his eyes turned menacing and I finally caught a glimpse of the devil he hides behind that sexy body. I can totally picture him chopping a man up with a kitchen knife while smiling. That thought has moisture pooling between my legs and I squirm, trying to get some relief. Violence turns me on. He crosses the small space between us. Judging by how he's gotten in my face, I think he's finally going to take the initiative but he on

Not toward Earth. Not toward the universe. Toward everything. Outside the mental realm, the battlefield erupted into chaos. The giant gateways that had hung above Earth for weeks began collapsing violently. Recursive storms exploded across dimensions. The Devourer Beyond Reality roared in pain. Its enormous eye twisted toward the deepest fracture in existence. The giant creature was shaking. Actually shaking. Lucian stared upward. "I don't like this." Raven tightened her grip on her blade. "I don't think anyone does." The First Hunger slowly rose from the destroyed mountains.

The corruption laughed softly. "Such beautiful desperation." The creator's eye darkened sharply. "You're accelerating the infection." "I don't care." The answer came instantly. Truthfully. Because nothing mattered more than them. Not worlds. Not systems. Not timelines. Them. The corruption pulsed stronger. Black light spread farther through the bond. The creator cursed. The Devourer stared at me carefully. Then sighed softly. "There it is." The First Alpha looked toward him sharply. "What?" The Devourer's countless eyes remained fixed on me.

“Give me everything, little moon. Ruin me.” She laughed—low, filthy, triumphant—and rolled her hips in a slow, grinding circle that dragged my swollen knot against her rim from the inside. The sensation was pure torture; pleasure so sharp it bordered on pain. The Devil Alpha—three-hundred-and-fifty-year-old firstborn of Lucifer himself—was getting thoroughly, shamelessly fucked by his Luna.

“And what exactly is this barrier?” “In our world, Celestria, we call it the Devourer. It’s like a black hole of magic. It sucks magical energy from our side to feed the magic needed on this side. The worst part is that its hunger has no limits. It wants every crumb of magic within reach, so the concentration of magic inside it is far beyond what any magical being could ever withstand. That monstrosity is so greedy that, once it realized it could steal magic from magical creatures after their death, it began infusing its hunger into them so they’d serve as its pawns. Everyone who dies in the barrier exists only to hunt magical creatures, kill them, and feed the Devourer.”

“ She swallowed hard, “Why do I feel like you are about to tell me, I am the key.” “Because you are. You are not yet, but you will be.” “Ummm...”, Evrah shook her head. “What does that mean?” “That means that you are in quite a pickle dear one. For the darkness to be defeated, the key must unlock and harness its full power, but if not done with care the lower realms will face despair.” Evrah fell on her back, her palm over her face, and took a deep breath. Why her? She was just a hunter's daughter. They have it wrong. She was not the one they were looking for.