Fearsome Foursome Novels & Stories

Daphne takes large strides towards me and soon she is at my side. She suddenly pulled me close to herself, her grip strong. “Vampires and Dhampirs are at the end of the line to my left” she whispered and pulled back before walking away. I was still shaken by the whole news and my dream yesterday did nothing but add more terror. I dragged my feet across the ground making my way to the line, and just like Daphne said there are a bunch of pale looking people, who didn't bother with my existence. I stand behind them and that's when I notice they are oddly tall, including the girls.

“Mr. Smith! The baby is almost out of breath. We’re performing CPR… If you truly care about him, come over quickly to save him!” Hearing that, Susan’s smile deepened. “Eason, there’s no time left. Are you signing or not?” My hands trembled as I reached for the pen. Bang! The door was slammed open. My grandfather’s butler, Sam, burst in with four bodyguards dressed in black. Sam shouted, “It’s wrong! Everything is wrong!”

She couldn’t deny how his muscular body and pure masculine magnetism drew her to him. If he regained movement she’d die. She knew that and he probably wished he could get his hands on her. She glanced across the room to stare at the cracked and peeling white paint that ran the length of the room on the floor by the door. The staff called it the kill line. All test subjects were shackled by each limb. Though they were strong enough to break chains occasionally, none had ever broken all four at once. They only needed one free limb to kill. She sat inside the kill zone with an enraged, huge male whose two arms were chained but they weren’t connected to anything anymore. That realization made he

Even if they are not very different from my kingdom, but there is always something that represents the kingdom. It will be a strange environment for me, everything will be new:People, places and customs. If I were to choose one word to describe me in this situation I am living, the word would be "terrified", everything arouses in me an unequal fear, but a queen never shows her fear. Always with her head held high to see her strength, even with the title of queen, in the real monarchy only the kings have the true power. Queens in this world are objects adorned with jewels to show the wealth of the kingdoms, the more jewels a queen has, the stronger the kingdom is.

They all knew too well how deep Leo’s connection and loyalty ran for their master. They all worked for one man, a man everyone feared, a man who had spread terror across the world for years. Known to most as Verek, though that was not his true name. Aside from his second-in-command, they were the only ones among all the rogues allowed to see their leader’s face. They were the strongest, the most dangerous. They were the Four Reapers. Verek’s most trusted and deadly rogues. Leo didn’t respond to George’s words, showing no sign of reaction. Yet his scarred face, partially hidden beneath his long cloak, betrayed him, a faint frown tugging at his lips as he listened.

"The hell I am!" "Don't fight me on this!" Rowan roared, his deep voice rattling the glass fixtures in the room. His large hands grabbed my shoulders, his fingers trembling with an unhinged, feral fear. "Sector Four is completely compromised! I'm not leaving you up here in a glass fucking box while a traitor is running wild on our border!"

My heartbeat picked up the moment it was just me and Phoenix—my twin—sitting there. He raised a brow at me, like he already knew what I was about to say. “Phoebe,” his voice was flat, but I could hear the sympathy hiding behind it, “what do you need to talk about?” I sucked in a shaky breath. “I’m scared, Nix. I’m scared that Mom and Dad will find out… about my fate. About the fact that I have four mates.” The words came out trembling, almost breaking. I clutched my knees and stared at the floor.

There was only one reason why they would not, and that was because they were scared. "I am someone from the Four Weapon Forces!" Felipe looked at Lucas coldly; he knew very well that he could not defeat Lucas. That was because the strength Lucas had demonstrated earlier was too scary. Consequently, he was now attempting to use his identity to make Lucas retreat. After all, throughout the entire Holy Land, no one did not know of the Four Weapon Forces. Unfortunately, Felipe had miscalculated one thing. That one thing was Lucas not being afraid of threats. The countless people who had threatened him all ended up dead.

He cast a sideways glance at the four men, and asked, "What did the Campbell's heir… What's his name again, Timothy? What did he send you here to do?" The four grimaced. They exchanged glances, but none wanted to speak up. "Not willing to talk, huh?" Frederick stepped forward, raising his hand and crushing one person's head. "No worries. I respect you loyal dogs of the Campbells," he said sarcastically. "As a token of my appreciation, let me send you on your way with my own hands." The remaining three were horrified. "We're from the Great Four Warrior Clans! Do you know what consequences await you if you kill us?"

After fighting against the Four Seasons briefly, he gained the upper hand. The Four Seasons used a technique called the Sororal Arts. If their technique reached the kind of level as Maia and Nana, they would not have to be afraid of Carl's Stormproof Sky. However, they were just young women. In addition, their combat experience and martial arts talent paled compared to Carl's. The four women worked together and helped each other in the battle, but they were caught in Carl's fierce punches. They might even be punched and killed at any minute.