Death Eater Novels & Stories

Emotions hung heavy in the air, and it was clear that something significant had occurred between them. The men who had never seen their boss being abused before fell into silence. Apart from being the future Lycan king, Killian was also the leader of the biggest and most dangerous mafia group in the country, people feared him and would hate to even be in the same room as him. he was nicknamed Killian the death walker because people said seeing him was the same as seeing the Grim Reaper. So far the first time they had seen their boss getting hit by a woman. They immediately knew that Lisa had signed her death by herself.

I let her speak, absorbing every detail - the visions, the strange pull Derek feels towards her, the way she fights, the scream that shook the battlefield. I pace as I listen, my mind unraveling the possibilities. A Death Mother, though partly a witch, has no true loyalty, no pack, no master. She exists to unravel fate. To foretell death. "She must be destroyed, Sharona!" Mel exclaims, in a spiteful tone. I stop pacing, watching Mel closely, I answer in a slow, cold, condescending tone. " You do not know what you are toying with, little wolf. If you do, you will flee for your dear life..!"

Pulling the trigger, his body seemed to pause for the smallest moment before plunging to the ground. Thomas's gun went off, killing the other man with a gun. Gray Beard wasn't out in the open like the others, and I couldn't see him. He was the only one I wanted to kill. "Do you smell that?" Thomas whispered. Inhaling, I instantly smelled decay and rot. "Yeah. That's what that guy was talking about. There must be a group of biters coming." Assessing our surroundings, I couldn't see any of the dead yet. The only movement was the man with an arrow in his belly. He was trying to stand with the help of his friend.

the white witch replied looking down. "I will kill myself. I'm nothing without Ava.Tell me how to get rid of my soul and I'll do it,what is life without my damsel," he cried out. "Vador you don't... "No Aleister please don't. Why didn't you tell me that this would lead to her death?" "I didn't see her die"scratching his hair he turned to look at Alizon"Does it mean anything?" "Well I'm not sure..." "Enough of this. I'm going to get holy water which I'll pour on myself and use a stake to finish the job."

I feel that I should not approach him when he's like that. The man died and we didn't even know who he was. All we know is that he is a sorcerer. He was destroyed and turned into pieces literally. I shuddered when it happened and how Elijah brutally killed the man. I know there are only a few sorcerers in Wysteria and they don't participate in anything that causes treason. But this is an exception because something happened already.

the beta in questions daughter in so little. Nudity in packs is not an unusual thing but I preferred what was mine to stay mine. I was definitely not comfortable walking around in my birthday suit like some and I didn’t see that changing ever. Just as I reach the door handle I hear muffled male voices and turn. A group of the Alphas were in the hallway. One of them taller than the rest, catches my eye, their jaw clenching. They return their attention to the group and redirect them in the opposite direction. I step in the bathroom and try to think where I had seen him before. He was taller than the rest, tan with rock solid muscle. Intimidating to look at and that’s saying something consider

Soon Felix Crissinger's last relative would know what it meant to anger a necromancer. A sinister giggle escaped his contorted lips. Father Wilkud turned to leave the room as he vaguely thought that to keep up this charade he would have to call someone to take care of the body, and he saw his reflection in a mirror that hung on the wall next to the door. The predator smile widened. Viktor Drichey was no more. He once the son of a priest of the god of death was now the Master Necromancer Betelgeuse, one of the ten masters of the Mortuary Cult.

"What happened to him, and the fate of the nine men that were deceived?" "The dark lord was sealed by my duke, your father. Five of the nine men were slaughtered by me, and three had not been seen in years. They were known as Nazguls, or we called them the Black Riders. Not only that, they were always drawn to the weapons that killed their master, the soul nectar, because they believed it held the key to restoring their master's. " "So, you mean the Smiths are the ones that slaughter the dark lord Sensoi, then free Gordon and Gaea from the hands of the darkness?"

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

My nails buried on his flesh, before I pierced my hand on his chest, I saw the change in the color of his eyes and the flow of blood from his mouth, in ten seconds he was burned by fire and turned into ashes. "Traitor, conspiracy is a severe crime you committed, that was against the law of this faction. Death is the best punishment you deserve, Harion," I always have the law on my hand, I am the most trusted warrior of the King, he let me handle things like this and for me any form of betrayal deserves death penalty. I am the leader of the death dealers of my generation, the vampire warriors that were created by the vampire elders to hunt and terminate the lycans and insurgents.