Danmachi Erebus Novels & Stories

His lips curved slowly, knowingly. “So,” he murmured, tilting his head, “my sister left you to your fate, Lyra.” Cold slid down my back. “Who are you?” I asked. My voice didn’t shake. I barely recognized it. His smile deepened. “Erebus.” The name struck like a blow. It carried age. Dominion. It pressed against my bones, demanding space. “Your doom.” He vanished. One blink empty air. The next him. His mouth split open wider than it should have, his tongue lashing out, sharp and gleaming as it surged toward my throat.

She was a toothless dog, one that can only bark. "My sweet child," Ejima gnashed her teeth as memories sips out of her skin. Bozo was no longer breathing, his eyes were closed and the life in him seemed to have disappeared. "Well, well. That went well," Uche chuckled, "I just won a war before it even started." "Murderer," Ejima yelled. "Oh," Uche lifted his hands in submission, "you know you are next, right?"

burning so strong. moreover hearing about Gray's resurrection and also him getting a Soulmate made Erebus even more desperate to hold back the turmoil of anger within him, Erebus then chose to see some of the letters he had previously written for some of his powers to work together for him. one person he has to call other than to help him is the traitor of the Shiren nation, Erebus needs to prove one object that only belongs to that creature that occupies the underwater world that can make all his wishes come true he must immediately s end his subordinates to meet with Shiren and get the thing he wants.

my peace to get away from my problems. “I'm not done talking.” Erebus complained right behind me. I remain stiff, waiting for the worst, but nothing happened. “Fine, get yourself a beauty after ruining my life with my mother; by the way, I'll be out. Solving this mess you created. And yes, you go ahead building up thoughts in your head. I want you to know this: I love men, I fuck men, and I take blow jobs from men. I am not straight, so whatever plans of being you have, like the very other girl I met, take them off your fucking skull; it doesn't happen, and like my life, I'd not be hard enough; I have to leave with you for a whole year! Impossible.”

Then: “Jesus. Is this a booty call? ‘Cause wow, Luca, the ghosting and the flaccid dick weren’t enough?” I flinched, then laughed, because—God. Of course. Josie didn’t do pain unless it was barbed in humor. “No. Not… n-not like that. I n-need directions. To a p-place called—” I looked at the message again. “Erebus.” Pause. “What the fuck do you want with Erebus?” I didn’t answer. “Luca,” she said, her voice tightening, “that place isn’t for you. It’s not a bar. It’s not even a club. It’s… underground. Like, deep underground. Think latex and leashes and enough leather to make PETA cry.”

He didn’t say anything, nor did he move, which did nothing in calming me down. “Please,” I begged. “I can’t tell you that because that would be a lie, Xy,” he said at last. “Who?” I asked, my lips trembling. “Dmitry?” It was the first name that came to mind. Dmitry Vashkov. The Erebus and The Ethereal hated one another. If The Erebus had truly sent Eros to kill Dmitry, I honestly didn’t know what I’d do. It was a possibility that I might end up killing my so-called best friend tonight.

“How about we find her first before I answer any of your questions" Erebus let out a small sigh. "You want precision?” He said. "It requires blood.” He extended his left hand without hesitation and brought out a black dagger from his pants, revealing his pale skin before slashing it. The dark blood welled before he let it drop a few times to the ground. Erebus knelt before the fire place, the ash wasn't warm enough to convince them that they had been here recently but the most important thing was that there was still ash.

"What do you mean?" John's voice dropped to a whisper. "The Order is working on a top-secret project, codenamed 'Erebus'. And it's more sinister than anything we could have imagined." I felt a chill run down my spine. What had we gotten ourselves into? "What's Erebus?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. John's expression turned grim. "Erebus is a mind control program. The Order is using it to manipulate world events, to shape the future to their advantage."

Making it towards his face, almost glued together, as Chaos pulled his face in between kisses, pumping his cock at great speed, never stopping pumping, until he came again, semen spilling over the sides of his walls. - Get out of there. - Erebus said, putting himself between his legs, when the god was in the middle of it, putting him on all fours, even holding him there, with the movement of entering and leaving without worrying that Nathaniel would get used to his intrusion, with skin-to-skin slaps, thrusting deep and precise, not missing a beat, Erebus was hitting relentlessly and mercilessly at his prostate with every stroke in and out, skin-to-skin slaps. - Let's come here, be eaten by h