Dxd Shadow Monarch Novels & Stories

Damien "Oh…… yeah! Fuck," I groaned and almost cum inside her but I immediately withdrew and pushed her away. She screamed and fell to the ground in tears. Ignoring her endless sobs, I pick up my phone that has been ringing endless on the side table. **The Shadow Cartel** our mafia group name flashing as the caller ID, gaining my attention. The Shadow Cartel was the largest and first mafia group to have ever existed in the whole world before *The Nightfall Legion* which was Alexander's own came into existence.

Alpha Damien probed further. "Well, if they fail, that simply means they were incompetent," Alpha Kingsley replied nonchalantly. "Let's see how long you can maintain that face," Alpha Damien scoffed, keeping silent afterward. Alpha Kingsley chuckled lightly and maintained his cool without saying any more words. Apart from his beta Andrew, only he knew the terror and savageness of the Blood Shadow warriors. Their appearance and fragile physical bodies could fool even a veteran warrior, especially the sexy vixen Phoenix—any man would drop his guard around her, meanwhile she was more deadly than a snake.

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.

“But boss, does this mean that If this works out, I I’ll finally be promoted from my chauffeur duties? No more of these ‘executioner’ roles?” I allowed a slow, cold smile to spread across my lips. “If we succeed Caleb, you’ll be elevated from ‘The Shadow’ to ‘The Keeper of the Seal.’ It’s a prestigious role with substantial influence within The Shepherd’s Keep.” A flash of hope crossed his face, quickly masked by a hardened resolve “And Vanessa? What’s next for her though?” I leaned back, the leather creaking under my weight. “Vanessa’s role was always meant to be temporary. Her job was to catalyze Adrian’s downfall. Once our goals are achieved, her future will be reassessed. For now, she ha

The faint sound of his boots clicking against the stone floor was the only thing disrupting the silence. Thanion stood by the side of his colossal bed, his chest heaving from a night of fiery passion. His shirt hung open like the gates of Tartarus, revealing the sinewy landscape of his torso, each muscle a testament to the unbridled power he wielded. The room was cast in an eerie luminescence, a soft glow emanating from the cracks in the marble walls, hinting at the divine secrets they held within. His eyes, a piercing blue, flickered with the intensity of a thousand suns, belying the exhaustion that threatened to claim him.

The baton connected with the back of my neck, hard and final. Pain exploded through me, fast and blinding. My body gave in instantly, strength draining out like it was never mine to begin with. My knees buckled. The wall slipped away. Voices turned distant. Blurred. And just like that... Darkness took over.

The battle between humanity and doom is at its peak. Each second that pass, someone sacrifices their life, someone weeps from the loss of loved one, someone fighting for another chance in life. Yet, no one wanted to give up. No one wanted to die without a fight. Now that the vaccine has been completed and at its production, everyone was more energized fighting against the undead. The only thing they fear now is the arrival of the monarch. Despite the strengths of several sectors combined, the possibility of defeating the current monarch is not even close to 50%. The monarch reigning the undead was as strong as Dior Lee, the first monarch, or perhaps even stronger than him.

I lift her bridle style and then turn, sitting down in her chair and situating her in my lap so she can still look at everyone else while reaching for her drink. “Release Tempest,” Fox orders. Shadow aka Callum stands twirling his jet-black karambit knives in both hands. “With pleasure, mon fere,” he purrs from inside the black hood over his head that hides his scarred face in shadows. He is the most terrifying looking one of the Death Kings, but not the most feared. Shadow is talented when it comes to playing various musical instruments and the man has an ear for music. He started a band called The Kings of Death. They are a popular rock band who hid their identities behind skeletal makeup