Evil Samurai Novels & Stories

They all looked towards the stage and noticed the three members of B4 who were surrounding Miller Fallon, the honor student who was showing off the armor. Aland took a step closer and held Miller's left hand. Hunter did not want to lose either. He held Miller's right hand and drew the sword he was holding. Meanwhile, Elmar stood in the middle. He stared directly at the figure in front of him, who was wearing full samurai armor with a pair of narrowed eyes. "Open your fog!" cried Elmar calmly. Miller, who they were besieging, started to feel uncomfortable and panicked. He rebelled by pulling his hand from Aland's grip and Hunter's.

Being a simple employee he always dreamt to meet the boss and in doing so he with wrong ways took an important project. And now after presenting the project he couldn't help but tremble because of the cold glare and angry growl he got in return from his boss. "I am asking you something, Mr Samuel. What is this rubbish." Beast grabbed the file that was settled in front of him and walked towards the trembling guy who instantly took a step back in fear. "You call this shit presentation. You think presenting this waste will get us the tender. Are you ok in the head?" He growled lowly making the guy tear up because of humiliation.

"So, that's it! That body of yours is nothing but a blade without a master. You don't know friend from foe. You'll kill whoever is in your way." Sylas understood. Sam was nothing but an unchained beast—no morality, no allegiance, only the instinct to kill. The revenants had blocked Sam's path, so he destroyed them. If Sylas had rushed in front of him, he would have been destroyed as well. But what if someone else stood before him? Sylas' eyes flickered. His voice boomed across the battlefield. "Fall back—all of you. Get behind me. Do not go within ten feet of him. He's completely out of control. He'll kill anyone who gets close."

Kael roared and launched himself forward. He collided with two infected wolves at once, tearing through them with raw fury. Blood and fur flew as his jaws crushed bone. Damien became a blur of death, shadow-stepping through the horde, ripping out throats with surgical precision. Serena hurled explosive runes that detonated in brilliant violet bursts, incinerating clusters of attackers. But they kept coming. A corrupted witch screamed and launched a bolt of black lightning at Serena. She barely raised a shield in time. The impact threw her against a bookshelf. Damien appeared instantly, pulling her up while slashing an infected student who tried to grab her.

he exhaled, then joined his forehead with hers, his hands still touching, they didn't want to stop, but he had to stare her in the face. "What are you doing here? When did you get here?" "Sofia, listen to me well. There are good and bad people around us. And even those who seem bad, are not. The other way around, there are good people disguised as evil. Whatever may, no matter who the people are, I want you to understand that it's in me that you will trust to the fullest." She looked right into his eyes. His were now injected with something she couldn't decipher. "Why do you say that?"

I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

The person who came to declare war was an intelligent guy; Ezra's words did not easily fool him. The wolf with yellow fur did not dare to go forward anymore, and he only dared to turn his head to look at the red wolf behind. Ezra saw that the statement didn't irritate the other party and asked directly, "What do you want?" "Simple!" Seeing that Ezra had finally given in to asking that question, the assassin's leader answered in the sense of triumph. “You and I will fight like warriors. If you win, I'll tell you my goal. And if you lose, your life will be mine.”

Lucian smiled and walked slowly to the living room, taking off his goggles, the two men backed away from him and he settled himself on the sofa opposite them, a small smile on his face, “oh you know who I am, the minute you started sinning, you know who I am and you know you would meet me someday and that someday, is today.” The two men looked at each other and then back at him, “what the hell are you talking about?” One of them asked and they all looked up when they heard noises on the stairs to see Lolita and Samantha watching them. Seeing what was going on, Lolita pulled Samantha into her arms immediately, her eyes going to Lucian who only glanced at her and looked away at the same time.

And now that Yuri could take a closer look at him, she saw that this Sam guy was handsome in a way, with that silver hoop-like earring in his left ear, and the long length of his hair – which almost reached his shoulders, with his hair dyed a golden-brown. “You’ve acted a little out of line,” said Sam, almost growling. “You know very well that you are not supposed to go after any of the Phantoms unless it is an order! Kami is not pleased with you. Either you come back with me peacefully, or I’ll kill you myself right here.” “What is this? Fighting amongst friends?” said a voice, and Yuri turned only to see Selina walking from around a corner and standing beside her, Vigrid out and in its ful