First Page Of Berserk Book Novels & Stories

With that, he left me at the table with the book in my hand. I eagerly flipped open the pages and came across the introduction penned by the author. It read, "In this book, we have compiled all the authenticated information about Cerberus the Reaper and his Minions." As I delved further into the pages, I stumbled upon a passage that increased my interest - it detailed a ritual involving the creation of a salt circle, triggering a flashback of a night from my past. Intrigued, I decided to start from the beginning, where a warning greeted me: "If you are faint-hearted, do not proceed. This is not your typical fantasy."

Could she give hers and leave them in a world consumed by war? Her answer never came. Because the final chain broke. The sound was like the sky shattering. The abyss split open in a roar of flame and shadow, and from its depths, an ancient presence surged upward. Wolves fell silent, their bodies frozen as an aura of pure terror spread across the battlefield. Fenris was rising. The First Howl let out one last scream, its body convulsing before collapsing into ash that scattered in the storm. Its purpose fulfilled. And then Serena saw it. A massive claw, black as night but veined with silver fire, piercing the edge of the abyss. Then another. The earth split wider as a colossal head began to e

"We have bigger territories to secure tonight than a stray blood-tracker." Clive stayed behind, his nose flared as he sniffed the air where the mercenary had been standing, his brow furrowing with sudden suspicion. "That wasn't a standard mercenary line-wolf. The posture was wrong. Was he from the Benson syndicate?" He paused, running a hand over his jaw before looking back at Lucien. "No, the blood-scent is different. Something else is moving in the lower sectors."

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

I pondered, but sensed an instant movement that caused my eyes to darkened immediately. The beserker's curse was back, and this time, stronger then I could ever imagine. I felt a surge of strong energy over me, maybe it was because of the book I read. My eyes scouted, my nostrils sniffing, and that was when I noticed a familiar scent took over the woods. My lip rumbled, and my lips parted revealing saliva that escapes my lips due to how blood hungry I was. "Someone seems hungry..." I waited patiently until his figure came in front of me. He had his hands fisted, his lips wearing a smirk.

I dared to walk closer to him and called him. "Sir!" That's what I called him because I didn't know his name. He suddenly turned to me which made my heart beat faster, this is the first time I can see the color of his eyes which softened my knees. "What is it, why is my heart beating so fast?" I seddenly touch my heart area and calming myseld before i look at the man again.

But due to the old age, the part of the leather had turned dusty, causing it to crack and peel off. Rose who was handed the book slowly opened the book that made a slight cracking noise. She stared at the old yellow pages, opening it to find that the book had not only been hand written but also had drawn. There was a vampire in the first page, drawn by hand, their figure, features, and even the maliciousness was exactly the same as what she had seen before. It made her curious of the other beings drawn there, finding skeletons that could move and act on their own, animals that were dead but would fight upon a magic casted by the sorcerer.