Death Horsemen Novels & Stories

Gen said when her body fully formed from the bats. Gabriel and Betty were still trying to recover from the shock, but the urgency in Gen’s voice made Ginika obey. He stepped on the flames and did not stop until the blazing fire was down to smoke. “What happened,” He asked. “The brotherhood is on fire.” “On fire,” Gabriel jumped, “Who in their right senses would do such a thing?” “I don’t know, just saw some men riding a black horse and wore dark hoods,” Gen said. Men with dark hood and black horse? Ginika tried to ransacked his mind, trying to remember where he had seen that description before. Oh, yes, he remembered, master Dante had mentioned them on one of their training seasons.

Eve was far out of my league— with her angelic face and her pale skin and the way she walked around like she belonged in heaven and not this piece of hell that I was constantly reminded that I could never escape from. But it was fine, because I had Lucille next to me. And we would always have each other. I met him when he passed his first assessment in the Hellfire Group when he was seventeen. A room filled with other men twice his size and his age. He had ripped them apart with his hands and teeth, chewed on most of them like a wild dog. That was where the mad dog title came from.

“I don’t mean to give you a bad greeting immediately you just woke up but there’s bad news.” “Spill it.” “We didn’t get the twenty mature horses we ordered from Jarvel pack. Word reached me from their alpha that they couldn’t make the delivery and refund us because they were attacked by the revolutionary. The infamous cult had killed every member of his pack leaving only him alive to tell the story. He’s currently on the outskirts of his palace writing to us. We need replacements for the horses we sold yesterday. We only have five horses in the stable,” Luke lamented.

I have a job I need them to do" maestro said In the mildest of tones, still not raising up his head. Zeke stared down more closely, paying attention to the contact information Maestro just handed over to him. His eyes bulged out in astonishment Nas he read out the name "sir? The four horsemen?!" Chuckling behind his mask, maestro nodded his head in affirmation as he replied " yes boy. The bitch is finally going down for good this time".

Ashton quickly collected the cards and reshuffled them before dealing them out. The five men played three hands. Cedric played carelessly at first, losing two hands early on. As the game progressed, port was consumed liberally by all except Al Zahrani, who did not wish to indulge. "I say, Al Zahrani, you wouldn't happen to have heard of a horse called Firestorm? I believe that's his English name," Cedric asked, his voice smooth and relaxed thanks to the port. Firestorm was a purebred Arabian stallion who was worth a fortune and rumored never to have left Arabia. Nor was the horse permitted to be bred with any foreign breed. No Englishman had been able to get his hands on any of his offspring

"I don't sense any darkness within her." "Dante?" Chloe looked between Lucas and Dagmar. "Who is Dante?" "Dante was a demon." Lucas replied. "A few years back he tried to create an army of hybrids including demon-werewolves. He was defeated but not before he succeeded in fathering two demon-werewolf hybrids." "That we know of." Ursula interjected. "No one knows for sure if there are anymore or not." "So, you think I'm part demon?" Chloe asked slowly, not totally believing what she was hearing.

Lana’s brow furrows, “You speak of the four horsemen of the apocalypse? Are you saying my sisters are the horsemen? But they’re…men. Arent they? ” Clotho nods, “You’re thinking of the human’s biblical terms. Of course, the humans would make them all males. Zeus forbid that females be just as vicious as males.” she rolls her eyes, which would be so amusing if the situation wasn’t so dire. “However, the basic concept of the horsemen is the same. You are Abaddon, the destroyer, the antichrist. Whatever religious moniker you are labeled leads to you being the ender of worlds. Once the balance was restored, your true identity and your sisters’ souls would be mobilized.”

Hildegarde continued with her jabbering, and Mane wished that he could pull her off his shoulder and hold his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. Slowly, the trio rode their Red Maned Horses over to the gate of the large mansion. There were four gate guards. Three of them were Animal Hunters, and one was a Thrasher. A pretty impressive line-up admittedly. But when one considered that they were the guards of the City Lord, their strengths didn’t seem all that impressive.

All sides of the underworld gathered to witness the games, which will determine the underworld's new queen. Four presences materialized beside me, Death, War, Famine, and Pestilence, and all bowed to me. Nodding my head in acknowledgement, they were the horsemen of doom, lethal and immortal. They serve the King of the Underworld, and they will destroy, alongside me, the worlds, when the timing is right.

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.