Eris The Goblin Slayer Novels & Stories

, he said, laughing as a figure stepped out of the portal. Míriel gasped as the figure stepped out completely. Its body was clothed in writhing shadows, and it’s body was like porcelain. But its most noticeable feature were it’s eyes. They changed colour randomly, like a kaleidoscope. “You know him?”, Willow asked, never taking off his eyes off the thing. He had never heard of a Void god, but it definitely didn’t sound weak, or something he could handle, since Zoi brought it by himself. She nodded, mouth still slightly open. “That’s Erebus, the primordial of darkness. I thought X had killed him along with Ra, but...I was wrong.

Director Bones filled him in on what she knew of their identity. "The black haired one is Larry Potter, the ginger haired one is Ronald Weasley and the girl is called Hermione Granger." Erik nodded while he watched Ms. Granger opens the door with an unlocking charm. As the door opened, the trio entered the room and Mr. Potter took a wooden flute and started to play some very poor notes with it. Then he heard the growling and entered the room after the trio and saw what was growling. A cerberus. A genuine three headed effing cerberus! As the three headed infernal dog raised its heads, Erik made a gesture of raising his hand in the universal sign 'stop', and the memory froze. Director Bones an

she replied. "And the merging of the worlds?" Zing inquired. "Eris who has reincarnated as Eli is the one responsible for this. He is with the mirror and the staff of light," she replied. Then, Zing remembered all about the night he killed Eris for Killing Grey. Grey was about to speak when his phone rang. He wanted to ignore it, but decided to pick it. "Excuse me," he said to the witch who nodded. "Hello?" He said to the unknown caller.

Gabriel was trying not to lose his temper, and I had to keep reminding myself why we needed this fae. I led him through the halls and up the stairs to Eris’s chambers. The room had been changed—darker now, as the curtains were drawn, and the air felt lighter. Eris was on the bed, her body was so still, and her face was pale and hollow. Her eyes were empty, staring at nothing. Her skin was almost transparent, stretched too thin over her bones. “She looks terrible,” I whispered, feeling a lump rise in my throat. Sibil stepped closer, then tilted his head to the side and shrugged. “What’s the big deal? She looks fine.”

A strong piercing pain stabbed through her stomach. Eris cried out when Elisa stabbed Iris...his dear Iris. The wolf within him was completely angered and wihtout hesitation shredded Elisa to pieces. "Iris...no...please don't leave me!" he shouted out. All of the enemies were defeated...Alpha Gideon was able to subdue his father and the Council leaders. Everyone stopped upon hearing the loudest cry they've ever heard. Eris is known to be a cold-hearted man who never showed a trace of emotion except for anger. But this time they were met with the famous Blood Prince crying over a human girl.

“Lilith, come on... You got to stop beating yourself up, it's not your fault, plus you hear Eris, you weren't going to kill us,” “Damon— hearing Stefan reading my destiny, a fate that involves me dying... It got me angry Damon, I wanted to kill you... I wanted to do it! And that's what you're just not getting, you're going to believe Eris over my emotions, she is the goddess of chaos, not sentiments, she left a message in my palm Damon, one that of us understands,” She sobbed. “Listen, Eris is a trickster, she's fucking with our heads, I can bet on my life that it means nothing... I promise—” I pulled her in a hug,

It spun through the air, it was a silver wheel of death. Thunk. The blade buried itself deep into the rogue's shoulder, the arm holding the knife. The rogue howled in pain, his grip loosening for a bit of a second. That was all Eris needed. He launched himself forward, closing the distance before the rogue could recover. He didn't shift into a wolf; he didn't need to. He was pure violence in human form. He tackled the rogue, slamming him into the mud away from Mary. "No mercy!" Eris roared.

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 15: The Reunion Nysera stood frozen. The growl came again: low, familiar, impossible. Her fingers tightened around the enormous obsidian egg pressed against her chest as she slowly turned toward the sound. Something moved between the ruined pillars—a shadow, tall and broad, its eyes burning crimson through the darkness. Nysera's breath caught. "...Umbra?" The creature stepped into the faint glow of the Abyssal crystals. Nysera stared. For several heartbeats, she couldn't move.

Although she holds an air of strength and trained skill, beside the King, it thins in comparison. The King's pitch-black eyes pierce through her like a knife. The pack members’ unease grows even further because we all know we are no longer in front of his human side—we are now under the wrath of Eris. The female gamma bares her neck in utmost submission and respect, a way of telling him she has no intention of challenging him. I have faced Eris a dozen times, but each time my soul still wants to run from him—and run toward him—all at the same time.