Dc Comics Constantine Novelas e Histórias

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

He makes his way over to me. "Yes, it is Constantine. May I introduce Princess Calliope Silverthorne," As I turn I see a very tall man about as tall as King Elirond maybe an inch or two taller. With short black hair elegantly styled, with long black wool coat and ilver rings adorning his fingers. He reaches out and kisses my hand and I feel a slight tingle.

His heartbeat grew louder as anger surged from his aura. “Fuck you!” Constantine growled the moment he saw us. He looked worse than the last time I saw him. He was naked. His eyes were black and blue, and there was blood on his legs. He tried to stand up and grabbed the bowl where food might have been but he wobbled. They got him bad. He reached the metal bowl and swung it toward us, but it did nothing except hit the bars and make a loud clang before it fell to the ground. “If you think you could fucking break me, you are fucking wrong!”

He grinned to see me panting when he moved his head farther from mine. “What?!” I was upset since he could mess me with his touches while he seemed unaffected by me. “I am glad to see you like this.” Before I could comment anything, Constantine lowered his face and caught my orb in his mouth. He sucked it hard until I cried with ecstasy. Constantine didn’t stop and attacked me more wildly by moving another hand to the lush garden. He explored the wet cave expertly, didn’t even hold himself, as if he knew exactly how to throw me into a madness abyss of hunger and thirst. Yes, only he can satisfy me, no one else.

Andrew drew in a deep breath, looking at the sky as he said, "Back then, my target was Constantine Dracul, the Vampire Prince of the Dark Trinity. I honestly didn't think much of it at first because even though Constantine was already a martial god, he had just broken through. I was only a martial emperor, but I trusted the strength of the Iron Cavalry." He added, "Forget about Constantine, even if another martial god showed up, we could have still pulled out alive. But nothing went the way I expected. It was a trap, a deliberate setup that forced me to watch the entire Iron Cavalry get wiped out.

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

It was a troubling revelation, and I couldn't help but wonder if Constantine had been involved in their disappearance. I continued to observe the festivities, trying to discern the dynamics at play. Constantine appeared to be basking in the adulation of the witches, reveling in her newfound power. She was surrounded by a loyal retinue of witches, some of whom I recognized from my past, but they seemed different now—more subservient, less independent. As the night wore on, Constantine announced her intention to address the gathering. The room hushed, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. What was she about to say?

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

Time to get some answers. “ What do you want bitch?” Constantine growls earning a growl from Harley. “ I want answers. Why did you sell me to the Reapers? Why come after me? I haven't done anything to you. I don’t understand.” I say. “ I sold your ass because I needed money. Your parents left everything to you and only gave me a monthly allowance to take care of. They even made sure I couldn’t get the money.” I was confused. “ What money? What are you talking about? You said that what money came from their life insurance went to burning my parents and taking care of me. And you said there was barely enough left to do that.” Constantine broke out in laughter “ Are you really that stupid? Didn

Constantine removed the pike and stabbed Syd’s throat but as he did, he didn’t see that Declan had sneaked up on him and just as he was about to get up his neck snapped and Declan ripped off his neck. “No!!!” I screamed, my shout alerted Iris who kicked Liam and got to Declan who found himself on the ground too. Nelson joined him and they held each leg and stretched Declan dividing him into two halves while he was still alive. Constantine was a father to both of them, Iris he adopted while Nelson had married his daughter Natalya. “Holy shit, these guys are mean. I’m out of here.” I heard Liam say and was gone in a flash. “Quite playing, Let’s finish them off.” Paul told Mike, they had both t