Dreadgod Novels & Stories

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

he clarifies his decision. My expression darkens at his words. My gaze cringes and breathing thickens. Heaving deep breaths,I realized my hidden morphed fist. "Huge benefits follows this requests" I persuade,he chuckle's. "What benefits have you which suits my desires?. Am a living god alpha Drake. The ancient spirits dwells within me. I pull rain from the clouds, spiritually battle demons,hea numerousl sicknesses…". "All sicknesses expect your daughters" I interrupt. Diego's daughter habours a wired and unrecognizable sickness an alpha blood alone cures.

Before he knew it, his knees betrayed him and he slumped on the cold ground. He gulped as he looked at the direction where the man was supposed to be. He didn’t even get his name. Whoever he was, he felt he was one of those he referred to as supernatural beings. He hoped once they had come across at the time he was musing about, all of those left mysteries would come to be realized. Putting his hands on his hair, he let out a deep breath. “Who the hell are you?”

"This is your last day ugly animal, you self conceited Animal! You should better run or else I'll skin you off. Don't blame me for making me this angry. In this century no one would ever disrespect this God!" A God made his way to that annoying animal, Luis Park! And this God is Dripping with Acids! The stones melt! It means that this God is something. Unbelievable and Powerful! This God is coming! Nobody! No one! That God is coming! .... "This place is too dark for a handsome like me." Then he felt a cold wind. "Growled~" His stomach growled. 'So scary!' He thought as his pants were pissed off. But it wasn't just a cold!

Dirt and blood streak my skin, my hair tangled with ashroot and silver bark. That’s when the dreams begin. Not fire. Not Kade. Something older than both. A forest that breathes—not with wind, but with memory. A flame with no heat, winding under the earth like snakes. And a god without a name, bleeding darkness instead of light. A god with empty eyes. A god with antlers made of wolf teeth. A god who says: I remember you. My scar burns when I wake, like a brand reawakening. And my wrist—

Perhaps, the soul of that girl had returned, and he was not so happy to see her. Just then, the black journal opened on it's own. He could see the girl's thread move, but he didn't expect what it did next. To his shock, his white fate thread came close to hers, and they intertwined themselves. “This can't be.” He said in panic, reaching out to grab the journal but it disappeared. He wondered what it meant. It was nothing out of the ordinary for human fate to intertwined. But he was a god who had lived for thousands of years on earth, and he had no business with a mortals. Why would his fate ever be intertwined with a human’s?

“I have to be inducted first.” “Oh great, more weird ceremonies,” she said and Malachi laughed. “We’ll dance naked around a bonfire and slaughter a goat and drink its blood while chanting–” “Just wash the blood off before you come home,” she said. “I love you, Jess.” “I love you too and Gabe’s keeping your place warm,” she said. “The dog is not allowed on the bed!” Jessica laughed. “What you can’t see can’t anger you.” That night Malachi dreamed of John and Levi, wondering what he looked like and where he’s been all these years. He had so many questions and he hoped Kiran was right about this. He didn’t know how it was possible that Levi could be alive.

After reciting an incantation thrice, he'd succeeded in summoning a deity in charge of handling the souls in the Netherrealm. Upon sight of the fierce and mighty deity, Duane's eyes shone. He expected nothing less from the expert he'd invited here. The Dracotigris Order lived up to its reputation; its members could really summon deities! Just as the deity was about to ask Dorthan why he was summoned, he looked down, accidentally catching sight of Landon, clad in a suit, gold-rimmed glasses on his face. The deity shuddered and vanished the moment Landon adjusted his glasses.

Instead, she feels that he could handle it and make it with the rouges and hunters. She was praying in her mind that Drake was alive. She called all the gods, goddesses, and even saints to think that the alpha was safe. She was still trembling. Suddenly, as her eyes were closed, Drake talked to her through their minds. ‘S-Stray'... Drake called. ‘Don’t worry about me; don’t think of saving me,’ I said seriously.

His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet. Dizziness clouded my vision, and as my consciousness wavered, a figure materialized out of the darkness. Hayden, the enigmatic ruler of the mythological Underworld, stood before me. My eyes widened in shock and fear as I believed he had come to reclaim me, to take me back to the realm of shadows and despair.