Creed Diskenth Novels & Stories

The man walked over with a smile and sat in front of Kali, ignoring Bryar and Harvey completely. Kali managed to calm herself down after taking a few slow breaths. She was the person in charge of Longmen’s outskirts branch, after all. “You’ve finally shown up. I haven’t asked for your name yet,” she said. “That’s fine.” The man smiled. “I am Creed Moreno, disciple of Henrik Higgs! I came here of my master’s will, to ask for three things.” Creed flicked his fingers, and an invitation was thrown on Kali’s table.

HE HE HE HE~ Creed thought for a while and took the risk. The information regarding the ring was too tempting for him. He had no leads regarding the ring, and if by chance Vetaal was really desperate, he might really give him some valuable information. Creed thought for a while, quietly. "Okay, I think I have a sad memory." For starters, Creed told him about his entire first year of Glitch when he had lost all hope because of his low Saturation rate and being bullied by others.

he whispered, tears racing down once again as he slowly moved back. A little later, Migi was already a little farther away. His knees were still shaking, but he would never want it to let himself be killed. But he was stoned when the creature looked up, its terrifying pair of orbs glaring at her. He didn’t know how it noticed, but he was ever aware that he was one step closer to being a food. After all, he was fresher and much more appealing than the corpse it’d been feasting since earlier. Migi let out a cry, now walking a little faster without turning around. The creature smiled, its loose, bloody lips curving so widely it stretched the bone of its face now sticking out of its cheek.

he said, wondering if Creed had a special name for this old lad too. Creed turned to face the mirror to indicate that Cohen had been dismissed. Cohen took a bow and gazed right at Cole's shoulder and see the crescent birthmark. He let out a sigh and became rest assured as he started walking out of the dressing room. But he was still confused that he didn't see the scar caused by the silver blade on his back. The servants finished dressing up Alpha Creed and he wore the locket necklace around his neck, concealing it under his shirt.

"And you didn't think to tell me Creed would have the same gift." "Our past alpha was three hundred years old. We were unsure if the gift would continue," Hera tried to explain. "Three hundred. How old is his son then?" I asked and they all looked at each other. "Micah is two hundred and seventy-four years old," Reuel answered. "Hera!" My jaw dropped open. How was Creed going to fight a being that was two hundred years old." The bedroom door burst opened and Creed rushed in with his brothers. "Elenora I'm so sorry," he said coming towards me and I put my hand up to stop him from coming any closer. His face twisted in pain and he stopped inches away from me.

Creed says with a small grin, laying my head down on his chest, “I promise, we’ll do what needs to be done.” “It’s okay…” I mumble, “I just- I don’t like her, I don’t like her vibe. She makes me feel…wrong.” Creed nods his head in understanding, “I know what you mean,” he says, acting like she gives him the shivers, “she makes me feel wrong too.”

Andraste narrowed his eyes and scolded, “Old psycho, don’t blame me for being ruthless! Don’t you blame me for being heartless! It’s just that you, that old beggar, and the others are such p*ssies. You guys even go to the lengths of willing to submit to the Creeds of Mainland. I have said it once that, as long as we unite all of the powers of our four imperial families, we will definitely be able to create another Creed of Mainland, but why did you guys refuse to listen to me?” “The Creeds of Mainland!!!” Dalton narrowed his eyes and retorted, “Andraste, it was true that the Creeds of Mainland is indeed powerful. But, I was once able to deter the Creeds from trespassing the Imperial Capital

Kiran said. “Why all the cloak and dagger, Kiran? What’s the big secret?” Carl asked. “What’s the story with this guy?” “Okay, guys, you know I’ve always had an open-door policy about everything. There will be no formal acceptance or a vote. He recently discovered that he’s a wolf and he will join this pack, this is my command as Alpha,” Kiran said, his voice changing slightly. “That’s rather unusual, even for you, Kiran,” Jeff said.

contemplating it for a moment Nick nodded, “This is true, but I’m also pretty sure that prior to hooking up with Rafe, you hated creations just as much,” I tried to say something but stopped. Smirking Nick nodded, “Exactly, you don’t get to choose whom you love, who you connect with, and why. Now number two- Rafe said you have some serious dirt on all the leading dooshbags in governments and beyond responsible for selling out humanity to the creations in the first place,” nodding I sighed,

I almost choked because of that and then coughed. “Ugh… Yes? Sorry, what was that?”, I stuttered. “May I know your name? I’m Clayton Sommers, Philosophy, senior year”, he looked at my eyes deeply and gave out his hand. MY GOD…if after today you decide to take me away to heaven, I’m ready God… I already felt the best day of my life… Clayton Sommers just asked my name personally!! But, on second thought, NO!!!!! I won’t go to heaven if I can’t talk to this beautiful creature anymore… Oh please dear God, I revising the wish, please spare my life, give me a long lifeline...