Constantine Comic Books Novels & Stories

He walked towards the back door to where Cesare had resumed playing after we came back from our hiding. "Are we done?" he asked when he opened the door. I shrugged. Later, Dominic leaves to join Cesare outside. I dropped on the small couch in the lounge area. So this was how things were going to be between the two of us now? He was still as controlling even when he was with us on a full-time basis. Another thought popped into my head, but I pushed it away, which only made it come back with a vengeance and occupy the front row seat in my mind.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Cass, you know women only survive in this world if they know how to stay quiet," she says, pretending to be nervous. "The door is shut, this room is soundproof and you know I can keep a secret," I say, hinting at our affair. It does the trick. She says, "Look, ever since Christmas, Constantine has been different. Not just with me, with the business as well. He's been trying to clean up the illegal aspects and distancing himself from them. Kind of like how you did in Chicago. I don't know why the sudden shift, but there are a lot of people who don't want the illegal side of things to end. That's where most of the money is made."

“I didn’t know Weres have cults.” “Everybody has cults. They’re the weeds of sentient civilization. And Constantine’s was the worst of them, because . . .” He shakes his head and turns back to where his seconds are idling, waiting for him. He’s borrowing precious time, just to explain shit to me. “Constantine’s dead. But his right hands . . . Our understanding of their power structure may have been incomplete.” “The boy who killed himself . . . ?” “He was in his late teens. Too young to have been part of the original cult. I doubt he ever met Constantine.”

“There’s more to this than meets the eye.” With a resolute sigh, he rose from his seat and made his way to the chamber where the coven’s ancient texts and scrolls were housed. If there were answers to be found, they would be buried within the pages of their history. As he began to sift through the dusty tomes, his mind raced with questions. What had changed since Constantine’s ascension? Why had his once-potent foresight suddenly faltered? And what did this new era, under Constantine’s rule, truly hold for the coven?

"Constantine. Cardinal of the Church of Holy Illuminati. Got into an argument with the higher-ups of the church five years ago and was even said to have battled fiercely against the judges sentencing him. He was expelled from the church by the Pope, but not stripped of his title and powers as Cardinal. He's been wandering the world after that and entered Dasha two years ago." "He was allowed to enter the country?"

We were looking for Tino. After these words left my lips, Tino's head turned to me. “Why are you looking for me? ” "Because you are the new King of Giants and I need you in my war against Amon, the Vampire King. Constantine's look was incredible; he was so shocked by it. "I told you that she was the future Goddess of the Moon, My Lord, "said Thibaut with a triumphant smile.

The date with Edric was wonderful. I couldn't help but keep smiling as I walked back to my office. I went to check up on Constantine but he was not in his office. I wonder where he could have gone to it was weird not seeing him in his office I went back to my office but I was worried about Constantine's whereabouts. Constantine did not have plenty of friends his only friend I knew was Adrian and Adrian comes to visit Constantine in his office Stop thinking too much Euli, maybe they stepped out for drinks

"You seem to think I don't know the deadliness and the unstable actions of Bleach?" Marcel breathed through his nose, and peeked out his tongue to lick his lips, akin to the hissing of a snake. "It is beyond me to think of such," he muttered. "I will do my best to rally some of my connections to locate this myriad immediately." Constantine's mischievous eyes stared Marcel down. Marcel nearly hissed in retaliation from having the hair on his skin stand at attention with the way Constantine stared at him as if he was a mere ant he would consume easily.

It’s good that I won’t have to think about food for months. I stood in the queue and waited for my turn. But as soon as I approached, my eyes met the colder eyes of Alpha King Brutus. He was not alone, but Evelyn was there with him. “Look, who came to the charity house? A begger Luna Cassandra? or shall I call you Killer Luna Cassandra. You deserves this.” Evelyn laughed as Brutus smirked at his words. “Don’t worry baby. She deserves even more. But I am happy that I finally got you. A right person beside me..” Brutus grabbed her shoulder and pulled her closer. The sight of them together felt like a sharp stab in my heart.