Evil Under The Sun Novel Novels & Stories

We emerged onto a rooftop where a helicopter sat waiting, its rotors already beginning to spin. “Oh God,” I muttered. They loaded me into the helicopter, strapping me into a seat near the door. Dorian climbed in beside me, still holding the gun casually in one hand. “Ever flown before?” he asked conversationally as we lifted off. “Not like this,” I managed. The city fell away beneath us, lights twinkling in the darkness. The flight felt both endless and far too short. My mind spun with everything Dorian had told me. Werewolves. Calder was a werewolf. That explained so much, the inhuman strength, especially when he was pressing against me.

But as I reached the bottom step, a terrifyingly familiar warmth touched the back of my neck. I froze. My eyes traveled to the horizon. The sky wasn't the deep, protective indigo of midnight anymore. It was a bruised, bleeding orange. A thin gold of the sun was peeking over the edge of the world. No. Not now. In my past life, the "Eternal Sun" had been Edward’s favorite tool of torture. Even for a vampire, the dawn wasn't an instant death, but for a low-born like me, it was an agonizing slow-burn that blistered the soul before it charred the flesh.

“Everything in this life is a gamble. The question is whether we’re willing to risk it.” They met two days later, and the chosen location was an abandoned cathedral on the outskirts of town. Sunlight filtered through shattered stained-glass windows, casting fractured colors onto the cracked marble floor. Enzo and his men arrived first, taking positions around the room. Sienna stood by Enzo’s side, her hand resting on the pistol holstered at her hip. “Do you think he’ll show?” Sienna whispered. “Oh, he’ll show. Diego loves theatrics.” Enzo said cynically.

She responded with a low moan, her nails digging into my skin as she pressed herself closer, her every move telling me that she didn’t want to stop either. The world outside didn’t exist anymore. There was no mission, no looming danger—only the heat between us, threatening to consume us both. And maybe that was the most dangerous thing of all. AQSA The room was dim, the only light coming from the city skyline beyond the window. The chaos outside felt like a distant hum, a reminder of the destruction waiting to swallow us whole.

It was exactly the same as the previous mission against the Hall of Evil, but this time, it was against the mysterious and great Hall of the Sun! For a while, the bounty hunters fighting tooth and nail against the people and bases of the Hall of Evil were baffled! Was this a direct confrontation now? The Hall of Evil was fighting back? The bounty hunters fell into a dilemma. That was because the Hall of the Sun was too powerful. Sun God Apollo was almost like a king in their hearts! Moreover, compared to the Hall of Evil, the Hall of the Sun was not engaged in immoral or unlawful activities. They even funded many welfare and public facilities.

I looked up at him as I tried to get up, trying to escape his threatening eyes that were dissecting my exposed legs. “Do you want me to slaughter you? Do you want me to end your life right now?! Do you not want to see the sun again?!” I screamed when he climbed on top of me. He hadn't done anything explicitly against my will yet, but the way his eyes penetrated my soul made it clear he was prepared for a violation. When I failed to answer his rapid-fire questions, his body abruptly shifted into his half-wolf form. He showed me his sharp claws, then slashed my chest, tearing my shirt open.

He turned to Norval and gave him one last chance to back out, knowing well enough that Norval would never take the offer. “Before I finish this, I have one more question to ask you. How could you anticipate all of my attacks? Did you employ some sort of elixir that enabled you to read my thoughts?” He inquired. Norval was speechless, his hand twitching a little as he stared blankly. “Well, since I can't use it anymore, I might as well tell you,” he ultimately concluded." You see, I've read the full text of the Yulcites' Holy Book, which you all employ as a grimoire. I'm aware that the book is divided into six chapters, each of which is based on natural components. The first chapter deals wit

A palm covered in clear flames shot out from the depths of his soul. *Shine!* Illuminating the entire area, the soul attack was devasting power by energy to new to Elder Kung. It touched on the individuals mixed inside burning away at them. With the slight touch causing them pain, the countless souls attack from the inside. "Disgusting." Empress Valli muttered. Seeing countless people escape out of the best, she wanted to gag. A glance at Ren did not bode well in the least. He looked agitated and his eyes held a bit of rage. 'What else could possibly go wrong in this picture?'

They are wearing black uniforms and a mask just like for bandits. A man wearing a black suit whispered a spell and one by one the corpse started to burn. The sound of burning corpses is loud just like the heartbeat of the children witnessed the brutality. Elise froze after seeing everything. She can't breathe. The air is suffocating and the pain in her heart is excruciating. She did not cry but once again, she was reminded. Why she hated the book “The Lazy Lucky Princess”. "Hell." That night terror begins. END OF CHAPTER 7…

"Alistair, ruler of the Underworld Kingdom, leader of the demons, powerful and invincible, but his most terrible gift is that he can resurrect dead demons. The only person who can defeat him is the so-called 'chosen one' of the sorceresses. If she succeeds, the Underworld will weaken and the other evil creatures will be left without defense, demons will not be able to return after being chased away by the sorceresses..." Selene's eyes widened in surprise. This dream, or rather a nightmare, was a kind of vision, a vision of what could happen to her if she fails the mission. The thought terrified Selene, so she immediately closed the Book of Magic with a bang and put it on the desk. Sitting on