Christopher Ward Dune Novels & Stories

Darian’s stare did not waver. “I need two things,” Darian continued, teeth grinding. “First, I must discover the whereabouts of the witch’s gemstones.” His fists clenched tighter. “Second, I need more armies. Not mortal soldiers… spiritual beings.” The words hung in the smoke-heavy air. The shaman’s eyes widened, his body trembling as though the very thought drained the warmth from the room. “M-my prince… you mean the army of the dead?” His voice cracked with fear. Darian’s lips twisted into a cruel smirk.

“And then?” Josh whispered. “Nothing!” I sputtered. “Nothing happened.” “What do you mean nothing happened?” Jenny sounded dumbfounded. I covered my mouth when I yawned before answering. After showing up at the bar again, walking me home, and basically camping on the porch, Christopher had disappeared sometime in the morning. That bastard. I’d spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, waiting for some sound from outside. And had it happened? No! Now I found myself feeling hopelessly tired and annoyed at myself for not calling the police.

Darwin thought. The following day, after a feast and an hour of rest, Darwin made his way through the graveyard of shrines in Wildwater, near Munster Lake, to reach his destination. His injuries had been bandaged, and he was on his way. His shoulder ached from the brutal werewolf cuts that had been inflicted on it. His ribs and right arm were bruised as a result of the trolls' upheaval, but he was otherwise successful and, above all, alive. He was not entirely certain that he was thankful to be alive, though. He expected to be greeted by the underworld in the near future. Nonetheless, he has placed himself in a shrine with his family's name written on it.

My shoulders hunched visibly “not again” I sighed. Dante Marcus was standing beside the door fumbling with his red tie, he just never knew how to tie them. “don’t just stand there, come help me” he frowned giving up. Why don’t you call your wife to come do it? I said inwardly as I tied it for him.

Imagining someone staring dumbly at a glowing beacon. “No.” Warlord said dryly. Eyes going hooded. “Like a beautiful woman.” “Oh.” I nodded in understanding. Finally. He must think I’m dumber than a rock. “I don’t think you’re dumb.” He said tonelessly. “Just naïve.” I grimaced. Assuming that was a bad thing. *** “Why do you want to know if there is a LightFly out hunting.” “I want to know about all dark creatures hunting the people of MainGlen.” He said boredly.

"Release him." "But he's an ally of the chosen one," one of the dark shadows groaned at her. "The chosen one? What are these ugly creatures talking about?" Vivar confusedly asked Druji who was already calm in her seat. "You still have no idea?" She snickered. "Does the chosen one really exist?" The commander was inquisitive. He tried to think who it could be, but then he still couldn't get who Druji was referring to.

"Good. You're still alive." If she had died before he arrived, all this effort would have been pointless. He started toward her. At that moment, Christopher stepped forward, smoothing his hair and straightening his blue, custom-made school uniform. "Are you from the West Ridge Base? Did my father send you?" "West Ridge Base?" Cyrus frowned slightly. "What place is that?" It was the first time he had heard the name. Christopher glanced at their gear and assumed they were armed personnel from a shelter organization. He clasped his hands behind his back and offered a faint smile. "My name is Christopher. My father is Anthony Wright, director of CZ Holdings in Volaris City. You should be familia

After that, he turned to look at the surging devil fog in the distance and continued, "The Valley of God and Devil has been sealed and cannot be passed through. The people of the Devil Clan then opened a pathway from my underworld to the human world, thinking that I was oblivious to it. Since then, I turned a blind eye and let them fight amongst themselves. I will sit and take advantage of doing nothing. The day I will unify the three worlds just around the corner! Ha ha ha ha ha..." "Nether Emperor is brilliant." "You two judges have worked hard. Get up." "Thank you, Nether Emperor!" The Yin and Yang Judges finally stood up. "Go check on a person named Xiao Chen on the Book of Life and Deat

Two days later, the ton was still reeling from the discovery of the Duke of Twyford's wards. Amusement, from the wry ti the ribald, has been the general reaction. Felix had gritted his teeth and borne it, but the persistent demands of his friends to be introduced to his wards sorely tried his temper. He continued to refuse all such requests. He could not stop their eventual acquaintance but at least he did not need directly to foster it. Thus, it was in a far from benign mood that he prepared to depart Delmere House on that fine April morning, in the company of two of his particular cronies, Lord Daniel Hammington and Gregor, Viscount Thornbury.