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We were running out of time, we needed to exorcise whatever dark magic was compelling Tasha, she clearly wasn't acting herself. Kole told me that this was likely the effect of one of the Elders powers. Elder Hal Jordan, he had the unique powers as a Lycan to conjure up darkness capable to compell and possess anyone. Kole told me that he was notable one of the strongest Elders, his powers of mind warping and manipulation was impeccable and could make someone believe whatever he wanted. He also mentioned that Hal was a literal asshole and he was sired by Kathryna. We had come up with a plan to exorcise Hal's dark magic from Tasha, and by we I meant kole, Lorenzo and I. Yes, of course Lorenzo w

It was nothing but a medallion honed to lure the daughter of the Moon. "Little one, Imagine a land of true likeness, where all men and women are gods, all creatures divine, and everybody lives forever." He taunted then added, "Imagine that little one?" where evil never dies, Dark Lord thought to himself. He realized such assertions to "equality" without the maker led to genocide by those who controlled for equal opportunity. They never conveyed their power once they had it, just like his brother. The first taste of power would turn anyone selfish and keep it from everybody else. Yet he needs this mortal. So he lied more. He clouds her mind with the fallen, that old fairy soul was inside her

My blade moved in a blur, cutting down soldier after soldier. In the center of the chaos, I spotted a golden banner. The Drakos High Lord. He was a mountain of a man, encased in ornate plate armor that was now caked in filth. He was trying to rally a small group of his elite guards on a small patch of dry rising ground. I pushed my horse through the knee-deep water until I reached him. I leapt from the saddle, my boots splashing into the muck. "Valerius!" the High Lord roared, his voice cracking with rage. "You used the mountain against us! Coward!"

- collectors of debts, takers of lives. Their presence strikes fear into the hearts of even the most hardened men. Each one a force to be reckoned with, ruthless and merciless. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Viktor Ivanov, the Strategist. Alexei Sokolov, the Ghost, is the most quiet and reserved member but he's as deadly as a viper. Mikhail Volkov, the Butcher or the Volk and then we have Nikolai Rostov, the Punisher.

Waylon scuffed with disappointment. "I was-" Drac tried to say but within a blink of an eye, Waylon was in front of him squeezing him by the neck. "How many more times will you continue to disappoint me?" Waylon pressed against his jugular. "My lord…he is pure…blood…I am…only…a half-breed," Drac stuttered. "They were seven of you, seven of my gallant warriors could not disarm a single werewolf. He is not even of royal blood," he spat out and flung him against the wall.

Below it, two opposing forces met in a cataclysmic confrontation. I recognized the faces of the Lycan brothers, their ferocity unleashed, fighting with a primal hunger I hadn't witnessed before. And then, a moment that stole my breath—a massive, shadowy creature, its eyes burning with an infernal light, rising from the depths, casting a pall over everything. It was a being of pure malevolence, and my blood ran cold as I felt its gaze, even through the vision, pierce directly into my soul. The final image was of a colossal, ancient tree, its roots reaching deep into the earth, its branches stretching towards the heavens, yet its leaves were withered and black, as if cursed.

He held out his hand for Cam to take and he did. "Its alright, I understand the confusion" I am so happy everyone is getting along right now, well except for James and Damon but you cant really blame Damon. We set out for our long trip. I made a list on everyone we need to recruit, so far on the list number one is crossed out. 1.Rouge King 2.Witches Queen 3.Angels Queen 4.Giants King 5.Dragon King Im very nervous for meeting the Dragon King they say he never helps anyone and he's ruthless and heartless.

I always deal with the underground world because I know Christian won't be able to deal with all the evil in this world. That's the thing with the good guys, they always have someone who protects them from the darkness and Christian has me. Down here I am not one to be messed with, I did not have to transform to my true form for everyone to know that I am the dark lord of the night. Mess with me and my objectives are clear I will cheat, kill and destroy. I will leave a line of bodies but possess the souls, I burn destruction in my reign.

“Are you crazy? Do you want a territorial war to break out? Killing his child is one thing that isn’t covered by the mafia’s agreement because they’re dispensable and can be replaced but a mate is the pillar to a mafia boss’s success. That could lead to something else.” The wisdom that blurted out of my own mouth left me at a loss for words as to what I had been doing to my own mate all the while when deep down I knew that she was the pillar of my success. “Vroom!” I pushed against the button to start the car, as it was coincided with that of another car a few distances in front of us. “Doesn’t this werewolf die?” the driver was no other than the same werewolf that Zayne had shot at, seeming

Who gave them such nerves to stand before the Lord and to think of it, they were even going to challenge him. Oh no! If Lord Ray's devilishness should crawl out from him, reckon they would never survive it. This act really surprised the Grand Elders that had followed him because no Drudge Vampire doesn't know who the Lord is, that's why he is feared by all. Doesn't matter if he did create you himself or not. Probably, Jasper didn't tell them that there was someone that should be reverenced most.