Novelas y relatos de Corviknight

Domenik moved first. He shoved Eirwen behind a pillar of burnished obsidian just as the breach cracked wide and the first of them came through. Várgr. Not masked. Not stealth. Armored in matte black, faces painted with bone-white streaks, eyes wild behind mirrored lenses. Two in front, three behind, formation precise—until the leader spotted Domenik. Then precision bled into rage. “LAEV!” the wolf snarled, raising his weapon. But Eirwen was faster.

The ones who seem genuine rather than opportunistic. By evening, I've got a crew. Ten wolves plus me. Tom the thief, Marcus and two other fighters, an information broker named Kieran, a medic named Sarah, four others with various skills. It's not an army. Barely a team. Just desperate packless wolves rallying around someone who fought back. But it's something. It's more than I had yesterday. I'm meeting with Isla to discuss coordination when a dhampir woman approaches. I recognize her from reputation. Valentina Corvino. Fastest runner in the Rookeries.

William crossed his arms over his chest and I could see the strength he possessed. He didn’t have Alpha blood in his veins, but he never shied away from a fight, physical or not. He was a good Alpha but it wasn’t his time to die. “Who are they?” William asked. “Part of the coven that killed Levi,” I said to him. “You should’ve called us to be there!” he said angrily. He took his time looking at all three of us. “Typical Alpha Sinclair behavior. A special kind of special.” His tone was mocking and sarcastic and I could see the moment Kiran’s emotions turned to anger.

The Long Night The first wave hit at midnight. Eclipse agents scaled the building using dark magic. Kael became a silver-black whirlwind at the east edge, tearing apart anything that crested the roof. Damien patrolled the shadows on the west, striking with deadly precision. Serena stood in the center with Liora, sending explosive violet spells to support both sides while maintaining the barrier. Wave after wave came. At one point, a corrupted echo of Viktor appeared, taunting Damien. “Come back to me, my son. This family is a weakness.”

Corvus let out a sharp gasp as the dark magic in his body backfired, throwing him backward onto his knees near the edge of the pit. "It is over, Corvus," Valen growled, pointing his glowing sword straight at Corvus's throat. Corvus looked up, his face pale and full of fear. But then, a slow, crazy smile spread across his bloodied lips. "It is never over, Alpha," Corvus whispered. Corvus reached out and grabbed the giant monster’s leg. He used his last strength to pull himself up and threw his own body straight into the open chest of the giant Void King!

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

The two bloodsuckers Mikali was holding at gunpoint in a dark cavern looked exactly like what Jo had been imagining when she’d picked out two potential snitches in her mind. Both of them were groveling on the ground, sweat pouring from their undead foreheads as they pleaded with the Guardian to let them go. Mikali was glaring at them, standing at his full height, which had to be at least six three since he towered over Jo, alternating the target at the end of his Beretta from one sniveling bastard to the other.

Said Kronika. “True Kronika but this is my sanctuary and my world I created and I’ll do anything to save this world from my usurper; Corona Virusknife” I said to Kronika. Kronika nodded her head “just be careful when you encounter fighters that have being manipulated by Corona, they can powerful okay” said Kronika with worry.

“So they’re not a threat?” “Not directly,” Theo replied. “But don’t underestimate them. The Dark Night pack may be isolated, but they’re incredibly powerful. Their connection to the spiritual realm gives them an edge that most packs don’t have. If they ever do decide to get involved in the broader werewolf world, it could shift the balance of power significantly.”

He lifts my small wounded and broken wolf form to jump onto the land and lay me down on it softly. Once assured that I was safe, he turns around to the other rogue and that's when the fight begins. 10 seconds....I just counted till 10 seconds to see the rogues fall down dead. One's neck was teared apart from his body while the other was bleeding to death. Pushing their dead bodies into the running water , Volkan clears his snout of their blood in the running stream to only turn around to approach me. I laid there, lifeless and still.