Glory And Deathbringer Novels & Stories

Goldie walks over to Katcha and grabs her by the arm. “Wait, no!” She panics and tugs on his hand to get him to let go. “What did you just do?!” Darryl also exclaims in a panic as he rushes to block the door. His knees shook from witnessing the phenomena from earlier, yet he is determined to look Goldie in the eyes. There is a golden glint within his irises, and they seemed to flicker and grow similarly compared to a fire. It grows more, and more, until all he could see is a whole room burning down. Like tinnitus, he could hear distant screaming that increased in volume. They’re crying and cursing out a name he can’t quite decipher. In the room, he is the only one who remains. The walls quic

Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on the barricades shouted: "Sunbringer, that's the Sunbringer." The shout spread among the crowd and while some called him by his new nickname, others shouted: "King slayer!" The shamans at the barricades hesitated. That hesitation gave Shieena just enough time to yell: “I am bringing home your brothers and sisters, all of them former prisoners from Canestor. I bring with me the Sunbringer, killer of the dwarf king. You will not use force against us. If you do, he will destroy you with his terrible black magic. He will rain terror and death upon you!”

"Creation and destruction. He is not just a champion, Dean. He is both. He is the power that starts and the power that ends." Outside, the battle raged at a fevered pitch. Dickson's face was a map of new bruises and cuts, his face a mask of rage as he fell to his knee, his immense greatsword parrying the corrupted being made completely of deformed, spiked obsidian. "Gloria! Your wards! They're hardening!" "No! They're resisting!" Gloria's voice was a pained whisper, hands over ears, attempting to muffle the raging cacophony of whispers. "The whispers… telling me to surrender… to join them!"

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

Yeah everything looks all pristine and innocent during the day, but night time around the packhouse can be pretty fucking terrifying. And I’m the reaper himself. I have fourteen dead flies on my legs. Insects, yes, and definitely not sexy looking. But symbols of the males that tried to take me down and fuckin’ failed. But I know better than anyone, even my wolf… Flyers don’t live forever. We do our part to make this world a better place and try to leave it for those after us to prosper. Doze shakes his head and before he speaks, I already know why he’s pissed.

She channeled celestial energy into a final, cataclysmic surge, aimed directly at the core of the Voidbringer's darkness. As the surge of celestial power struck the heart of the Voidbringer, a blinding explosion of light erupted. The darkness recoiled, writhing and retreating, unable to withstand the purity and brilliance of the celestial onslaught. The celestial flames consumed the darkness, purifying it and transforming it into radiant celestial energy. With a resounding triumph, the Voidbringer dissipated, its malevolence vanquished. The cosmos trembled with the echoes of the celestial victory, as realms across the universe were bathed in celestial light, embracing a new era of harmony an

And I looked, and behold, a pale horse! And its rider's name was Death, and Hades followed him. And they were given authority over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword and with famine and with pestilence and by wild beasts of the earth. – Revelations 6:8 The 5th Hegemony Fleet, or what was left of it, flashed into the Rylaren Gamede system with a bright flash. They were joined by the remaining mercenary fleet, evacuee ships, and whoever else they could get out of Conflict Sector 2.

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

A suffusion of rage stormed through every last one of my senses, "Lucas died for what he did." I gave her a promise, a one I shouldn't break. A one I felt so sure that I can do. Her words have lit up hell in me and the demon is finally out starving for destruction. The moment the sun rises, I am going to keep this promise, "And so will Nikolas. I promise." Her eyes widened at my words or at how confident I'd sounded. This time I'm putting an absolute end to this. She won't rest when he's still out there breathing. I won't either.