Constantine Dc Comics Novels & Stories

Richard said, and there was actual fear in his voice for the first time. "I was securing valuable assets for Consilience research. These subjects represent years of progress in understanding resurrection." "You were making decisions above your authority level," Constantine replied coldly. "And in doing so, you've exposed our organization to exactly the kind of attention we spend billions avoiding." He turned to look at Damian, then at me, his eyes calculating and intelligent in ways that made my skin crawl. "The Balance's hunter," Constantine said, addressing Damian directly. "And his companion, the woman who died and came back with impressive abilities, I've been expecting you.

Constantine hesitated, lost in thought, unable to make a decision right away. Travis had no faith in him. Constantine was notorious—a smiling tiger, the type who would beam at you while stabbing you in the back. Expecting someone like Constantine to act for the greater good of their people? Impossible.

In the dimly lit throne room, Constantine paced back and forth, her face twisted with rage upon hearing the news of Cain's escape. The guard who had brought the unfortunate tidings stood before her, trembling with fear. "You dare come to me with such news?" Constantine hissed, her eyes flashing with fury. "You and your incompetence are a disgrace to the coven!" Before the guard could respond, Constantine raised her hand, and in an instant, a bolt of dark energy shot forth, striking the guard down. His lifeless body collapsed to the floor, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Constantine’s smile made it clear that this was exactly what they had been aiming for. “It surprises me that such a powerful Lycan would accept a cursed and blind one,” Constantine said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. I leaned forward, resting my chin on my clasped hands over the table, my eyes fixed on the audacious brothers. The atmosphere in the room grew heavier, a silent contest of power and dominance unfolding before us.

Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing Scarlett rushed in from a corner. “They cannot hide much longer!” She yelled, her voice shaking. “Those pups are too strong. I hope rogues will not find them out any time soon Then… as if Scarlett’s words called the devil, I smelled danger before I saw the harbinger. Cassandra. She walked in without knocking, feeling proud as usual, her dress looking too fancy for the ‘dirty Omega quarters’ I was. Her sharp eyes were flipping around the room until they stopped on the cribs.

No wolves could slice their dignity finding out a vampire murdering another wolf… He just shut his mouth by the time there was a mist coming into the room of his house and it vanished as a man was standing next to Demitri’s seat. Clayton gripped the arm of the chair. “A vampire…” He hissed. Novak put his arm out to call him and Marcus, staying calm down. “Don’t worry, my sister’s husband is a vampire but trust me…he’s one of my men…” Novak smiled at Clayton and Marcus in return. Constantine nodded and put a cold grin on his red pale lips. “My name is Constantine.” His piercing cold stares welcomed Clayton and Marcus who leaned their backs on the chair while their hands were gripping the arms

“Is this hurt? He asked. I think for a while, hmm it does hurt though. I nodded, “however, I have to do the blood test twice a day. How can I think about the pain?” Arthur still staring at my hand, it's fat as it is full of IV fluid. “How long it takes to get my hands back to the actual size? Look, it's very full” I furrowed my brows, expressing my displeasure at these stocky fingers. Arthur gently stroked my hand, and I was stunned. A touch he didn't normally do. I'm kind of feeling so awkward, but he still did it anyway. Is he momentarily unconscious? Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats.

He said arrogantly. “Then you have no fucking idea the extent I would go to for anyone who disrespects my Luna.” Draco threw those words, and if I didn’t know what we have, I would believe he meant it. But I also knew that he would never let anyone cross him. Constantine’s face turned pale. He knew he had made a mistake today. “Give me a name, and make sure you are not lying because I don’t give second chances.” “The people will talk,” Constantine cut him off. “You will be vindicated…”

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.

He didn't expect that Gideon would let go of the Beast Supreme Bone Spur, letting Constantin grab it. With that, Gideon dropped his stance and slammed his fist, gripping the Beast Supreme Bone, straight into Constantin's crotch. Just like that, Constantin's lower half was shattered. His scalp went numb. After a split second of shock, he let out a miserable howl. The Beast Supreme Bone Spur dropped from his hand. Gideon picked it up and vanished again. "What the…" Lavinia saw it all, her expression twisted. Gideon was vicious as hell. Now, Constantin was completely deranged. First, his head got caved in. Now, his jewels have been crushed. He was done.