Novel & Cerita Deathstalker Book

“Ready.” I had the oil ready. I'd watched videos, read articles, and done my fucking homework, so I wouldn't have to rely on drugs this time. I was going to prep him properly and make him beg for it the way I'd begged, and then I was going to deny him, drag it out, and make him suffer. God, just thinking about it made me feel high with pleasure. I felt so powerful as I took some oil and reached for his hole. Stein's hand shot out just as I touched the puckered flesh and gripped my wrist with a strength I wasn't expecting. I froze, confused.

“Thanks to you, I’m wanted. Add in that you’ve warned me enough about how you’re going to kill me, or if I try anything you’ll kill me, or that I know you have a bullet for me to eat. I think I’m good.” “Say it.” He held the key above the lock, waiting. I sighed. “I’m not going to try and get away, asshole. No fucking point, anyway.” “Because I’ll kill you,” he said, making sure he stressed again how this game was ending. I folded my arms in front of me. “You’re a broken record, you know that?” “Making sure you know what the stakes are.” I help up one hand. “Death.” Then held up the other. “Kinky sex with some adventure, then death.”

The thirty red dots that had been branded into his small chest just seconds ago were gone, leaving only the bruised indigo glow of the ruins and the suffocating scent of ash-choking bitterness. “Recall,” a voice whispered from the depths of the fog—Elder Thorne. It wasn’t the retreat of the defeated. It was the clinical order of a scientist finished with a successful diagnostic. One heartbeat, the air was screaming with the high-frequency hum of necrotic rifles; the next, the Stalkers were ghosts, melting back into the swirling frost-mist without a sound. They didn’t fall. They didn’t die. They simply ceased to be an immediate threat, leaving behind a vacuum that tasted of rock-dust and copp

- Nadir replied proudly, regaining control of her senses and body, which craved his touch more than ever. - Think carefully.- as he spoke, Samael's eyes began to darken.- None of them refused me, and you won't resist me either.- he wrapped his breath around her, which made her feel weak.- Or you will die.- he added later, watching Nadir slide slightly to the ground. It was only a small part of the Breath of Death that could kill any demon and Samael, as one of the Fallen Angels, could use it. - You won't intimidate me.- Nadir gasped, a little dazed.

He called me a liar and that’s when I snapped, I felt Legacy and Miracle retreat to the back of my mind and Faith jumped out of room. I grabbed my silver tip blade and I slowly started to slice this man letting him bled and then he thought it would be funny to start laughing I took the blade and stabbed him in different selection of his body making him scream loudly, I puncher his lungs when I did so I decided that I would make him drink a potion that I had spelled and shoved down his throat it was to making him die slow bloody death, since he was a shifter I had to keep cutting him until the potion was coursing through his veins I could tell when it had made its way through his body he stop

As she is reading the file, her hands start shaking and her anger is palpable. “Nieta?” Damaro asked. Thalia looks at me, and I see Nyx is wanting to come through, “Aiden, I don’t just want the kill shot. He gets one full day of torture from me in the same form he did to my mother. I want the strongest men we have there too.” I smirked, “A reenactment? I think that can be arranged.” “Good.” She said threateningly low. Valeno then asks, “What is in that folder?”

I grabbed my chest because that thing seemed to be pulling me. I got this feeling that I should stay away from that thing. But why? Why am I afraid of something I just saw? It's like an omen. So I was surprised when there was black smoke on my side. I quickly got away from it and the black smoke formed a figure that I had seen before. It's Death. It's here to threaten me to take my life again. I can see its sharp harvest. The skull face makes it even worse. I was about to run but suddenly a golden light surrounded me. It's a pentagram with unreadable letters and shapes appeared.

I looked down to see my own blood, pooling over the open pages of the book given to me by the sprites, a blade with black diamonds on the hilt and a large deep red ruby sitting inside a metal frame at the base of the handle, protruded from my stomach. Gasping I could feel my life fade away, I took one last look to see that Joshua had been ran through, his lifeless body laid crumpled on the cold bloody ground. I could hardly recognize the scream of terror that escaped my lips before I felt my life leave my body. Draven.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

Location: Vampire Castle, Vampire Kingdom, Supreme King Dracula's POV King Urano was inside the room with me. As well as King Nathan and his Queen. "How could you let your anger take the best of you Drake?" King Urano asked, after calling me aside. They had all arrived as early as possible at the break of dawn, after I had mind linked them the previous night. The Queen Supreme had almost chewed me raw, promising to kill me if Diana died. "I really don't know how it happened My King. I just......" I trailed off.