Death Horsemen Novels & Stories

Her squeak of a whisper didn't disturb her brother. "He wanted to be here, and you needed blood. Your mother insisted he come up here. She was here for a while, but I never let her in to see you. Everyone's okay. Your Mom and Dad are still in custody. Two of the Horsemen are dead. It's over." Felecia blinked at him and decided to ignore everything about her mother. Three of the four Horsemen were dead. What about the last one? Where was he? Evan lifted his head. "Did you know you have a rare blood type?"

We both had a significant height difference. He was almost as tall as Zachariah but a bit shorter. Apollo and Caleb were also equally tall. They had toned muscles with a bit of tattoos lingering on their backs and chest. Apollo had hazel orbs whilst Caleb and Ares had dark green ones. The three were hot. “Hey, stink-face, get your arm off her, you’re dirty and smelly.” Apollo stuck his tongue out him, making a weird gag face which made me cackle. “Shut up, I know you wanted to do that first but see who won the opportunity.” Ares smirked at his friend, while giving him a middle finger.

Xander Hayes The door slammed, echoing against the morning silence as I hopped from the driver's side of the Audi A8 L, Peter Monroe's preferred vehicle for transport. Three months into this job and I still can't get a hang of not being early. I guess it's just stuck with me after spending all those years in my line of work. Besides, I know firsthand not to keep bosses waiting.

My name is Christian Chambers. I was a long-haul truck driver. In this line of work, once a person was out on a run, he would be gone from home for 10 days to up to half a month at a time. You would eat, drink, and sleep in the truck. After a while, your desires would get pent up. The frustration got unbearable as you would not even have time to relieve yourself. That day, I was doing a long-haul run on the Sicherian-Timbre Highway when I met a young couple halfway along the journey.

"Caroline, why are you calling again?" Derrick Glover's familiar voice came through the line. He continued, "Emery already told me everything! Don't be so petty. It's just one trip. "Why make up nonsense about your house catching fire? That's bad luck! Young people need to stop messing around with stuff like that!" Derrick was one of Emery's closest friends from the fire department and a die-hard supporter of Emery's first marriage to Sasha Woods. To him and others like him, I was just the wicked woman who had come between their "fairytale love story."

She glanced at Cody and corrected saying “our barn.” Damon said, “Cody was telling me about heartbreaker.” Angel smiled so brightly at the mention of the horse she said “He is a randy fella for sure. But, beautiful, I’ve never seen a more beautiful animal.” Damon looked at Cody and said, “You know Gambler and Heartbreaker have the same Sire.” She heard Cody sigh, but he said “Yes, I knew. It’s the culmination of a man’s life’s dream to own a horse like that.”

“Although General Nerine has a thing for General Abtez.” “No, I don’t” I snapped. “I always loved a challenge.” Prince Dagon laughed as he looked at me, like I was his next meal. “I will have to kill this General of course.” I shuddered, a challenge he would lose. "Let’s get back to camp.” I radioed our driver and our van pulled up nearby. Without a fight, Prince Dagon walked with us and jumped into the back when another of our team opened the door. Wanting to avoid the vampire, I sat in the front with the driver. Bryia, another of our team was driving.

The mission had gone horribly wrong. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. We had scouted the area, checked for threats, and prepared ourselves for the worst. But no plan could have prepared us for the horde that had ambushed us. I could still hear the screams of the infected in my head, their relentless growls and snarls as they closed in around us. I could still see the chaos, the flashes of light as Ethan unleashed his powers, tearing through the infected like a storm. He was incredible—unstoppable, almost. But I knew, deep down, that every burst of energy was costing him something.

Hearing the man’s words, Noah couldn’t help but laugh. “You guys run around in Khanh City, yet you have no idea who I am? Tell me, are you in the league with Black Tiger, Beowulf, Baldy, or Ice Pick Willie?” “Black Tiger? Beowulf? I don’t even know who the heck those people you’re talking about are!” The man waved the stick in his hand. “Remember my name, it’s Horseface. And this is my brother, Bootsie. Hurry up! Cut the b*llshit and pay up that three hundred thousand dollars!”