Fairy Tail Phantom Lord Novels & Stories

Of course his friends thought a wolf didn't deserve him — they were vampires, they thought that about every shifter alive. I'd known what they were like before I ever agreed to this. Damon was the Lord's son and I was a foundling who couldn't shift, and we were business partners. Nothing more. A girl that low on the ladder should have expected to hear exactly that. I'd known. I'd known all along. It still sat in my chest like a stone. Heavy, cold, refusing to dissolve no matter how much logic I poured over it. My phone rang. Damon's name on the screen.

I was tortured and starved until my body gave out. Now I stood here, young and whole, while Drakon sneered at me. My whole body trembled. The fear and grief crashed over me like tidal waves. My legs nearly gave way. "Lady Seraphina..." King Theron looked at me with awkward pity. I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I had mastered my face. "I agree," I said quietly. But in this life, he would never have children. That spell required pure dragon blood—and I was the only one who had it.

And yet, the idea of being nothing more than gossip left a bitter taste in her mouth. “Yes, you guessed correctly,” she replied, keeping her voice neutral. “And who are you, exactly? What do you do?” Philip chuckled, setting down his drink. “Oh, I am what you see—a vampire.” He leaned back in his seat, studying her with intrigue. “But outside this world, I happen to own one of the largest corporations in the country. Perhaps even the continent.” Aurora raised an eyebrow. "That’s quite the achievement," she admitted. Philip poured another drink into her glass, but she hesitated before taking a sip. She had learned her lesson the last time she drank too much.

I growl, shaking my head, “But dying at the hands of a Nati isn’t exactly on my bucket list.” He leans forward, “I’m not just any Nati, Mae, I am their lord.” Lord? So, the Nati do have a hierarchy, just as my father always suspected, he’d be so happy to know that he was right. Not that I will be able to tell him anytime soon. “That changes things.” I say, rubbing my hand down my face. Mihai frowns, seemingly confused, “How does it change things?” He asks. I shrug my shoulders, leaning back against the cool glass, “It means that I will have to kill you before I escape.” I say coldly, “Can’t have a vampire lord chasing me for the rest of my life.”

Jack said and Felix frowned, Felix activated his Demi god speed and he was much more faster than the rest, Jones was an hybrid but he was much more perfect and faster because he is the phantom hybrid, A legendary prophesied one for that matter. " This bitch got to pay " Felix roared and he directed a heavy water punch that swooped mysterious of his feet and Mysterious gasped in shock, He wasn't shock about the attack but he was shocked on how they entered into the supernatural realm not knowing that they followed him into the realm via his portal.

ADELINE ******One week earlier**** I got down from the Lamborghini and glanced around the club, I had to make sure none of my father's men followed me here . "Blinding lights" is the name of the club and it was for the elites of Cosa Nostra only. It was an exclusive club for the upper class in the Mafia only. I stepped into the club with confidence, and I walked straight into the VIP session. My name is Adeline Riolla Giovanni, the heir of the Riolla Dynasty, I'm twenty years old , some say I'm slutty , a snob , a know it all but who cares. It's not my fault my father's a billionaire drug lord.

I mumbled as I looked into his eyes and they showed no glimmer of remorse, they were as cold as ever with no flicker of emotion in them. It soon became clear, as clear as day, the reason Enzo De-Luca is referred to as the devil himself, there’s no mistake, Enzo is not human. “You don’t have to be scared, you have nothing to be afraid of.” He whispered, finally letting go of my hand and I couldn’t believe it. Did……. Did he just say I have nothing to be afraid of? My head pounded, my blood rushed and I felt as if there was a bell in my head, ringing incessantly and making it difficult for me to comprehend what he’d just said.

he encouraged him. "Strike him down Drac, I give you permission to kill him now!" Waylon ordered from above. Drac remained rooted in his place. "What are you waiting for Drac? I command you to kill him immediately," Waylon yelled impatiently. Then very slowly, Drac asked, "Are you truly one of us?" He nodded and the hand he held out wavered, briefly disappearing and solidifying. Shocked whispers rippled through the crowd as they saw it. He was still learning to harness his phantom abilities, for now, that was the most he could do.