Grave Robbers Chronicles Novels & Stories

The wolves that had been exiled were attacking and our babies were still out in the forest! We might have had peace most of the time over the past couple of years, but since those wolves were exiled, they turned rogue and every once in a while, they attacked the castle. It was as if their memories brought them here and they didn’t know any better. I was about to run to the gate when I heard Fynn’s howl coming from the other side. He opened his memories to me so I could see the fight on the other side. Thankfully, there were just a couple of rogues. Fynn and the wall guard took care of them quicker than I anticipated and they were all back on our side of the wall before I could even get invol

the figure said. They looked. Beneath the cracks in the earth, something was moving. Something massive. Something that hadn't seen the light of day in thousands of years. "It's not a drone," Richard whispered, his face turning grey. "No," Joshua said. "It’s a Gravekeeper." The first Gravekeeper clawed its way out of the earth, its metal limbs grinding against the stone. It stood ten feet tall, its eyes burning with a cold, blue fire that made the drones look like candles.

She wanted his entire pack. The rogues pocketed the Moon Crystal and grinned. "If you need us again, you know where to find us. We offer discounts for loyal customers. Pleasure doing business with you." Vivian was in no mood to entertain them longer and waved them off. "Ryan will be here soon. Get out. I expect you to honor our agreement, or I'll have him hunt you down. You know what he's capable of." The rogues opened the door, only to find themselves face-to-face with Ryan. Panic-stricken, they instantly shifted into their wolf forms and fled with tails between their legs.

"The thieves were cunning and used a strange movement technique. We must ask for more time, as we have yet to catch them. We've even called for reinforcements from Imperium. Three Demi-Sage ranks are returning as we speak, and I'm sure—" "What, so you want more time?" Lisa asked, cutting her short. "And what if you can't catch them?" "We definitely can," Red replied quietly. "Please believe us…" "Aren't you just trying to drag this on indefinitely?" Caleb chuckled coolly. "I don't care if you can get the scrolls back—the scrolls changed hands on the day of the auction, along with a billion spirit stones! Just give us that amount. I don't care about anything else!" Red's expressions darkened

This was my only chance. I broke the chains and hauled his heavy,limp form toward the room where the witch's gemstones were kept. My fingers scrambled under the stone for the key. Finding it, I dashed inside, dragging Lucian with me, and slammed the door shut just as the outer wall gave way. --- "Come on, we're almost there! Push!" Darain yelled. The guards, using a heavy iron ram, finally shattered the wall, bricks crumbling inward. They rushed into the chamber,torches held high, expecting a monster.

For some time, there were screams and sounds of endless gunshots. Initially, they thought that these tomb robbers were of mediocre skill. However, when Grayson and the others fought with them, they were surprised to find that whether it was the opponents’ speed or their shooting accuracy, they were a level beyond their reach. Soon enough, all of the Ghost members were tranquilized to the ground. “Who on earth are these people?” Storm looked at the tomb robbers in disbelief. Levi grinned. “You guys are really over your head. They’re not people you can easily deal with unless you’re able to activate the supernatural power within.”

And he had heard of men like that before: grave robbers, body thieves, exhumers. They were the ones who dug up the bodies of the dead for other equally heinous individuals, to provide them with the raw material with which to conduct their ghoulish and possibly heretical experiments. What was it about that night, that so many criminals felt compelled to carry out their despicable tasks at that hour? Viktor raised his eyes to the sky. The moon shone silently on everything that happened below it. The shorter of the two grave robbers had now crawled into the hole they were digging. Viktor thought he heard the noise of something splintering, and then other sounds like someone forcing and tearing

"We've been expecting you." "You know me?" "Everyone knows you." The goblin turned, revealing a face that was all angles and avarice. "The human who ate the Maw. The heir who came back from the dead. The man who brought an army of wolves to Manhattan." He smiled, showing teeth that had been filed to points. "You're the most interesting thing to happen to this city in decades." "I'm flattered." "You should be. Interesting things get killed quickly around here." The goblin stepped forward, extending a hand that was slightly too long. "I am Grimshaw. Senior Partner of the Commerce Guild. And you, Mr. Sterling, have something we want."

Slapping Nick on the back with gusto, “Now let's have a drink to celebrate” Chairs scraped along the floor as they were pushed backwards, whispers lingered in the air as wolves out of earshot began to discuss what they had heard in disbelief. Nick lined up the shot glasses across the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey, he started pouring, the amber liquid splashing down the side of the glasses. “Rogues, grab a shot” he yelled, raising his glass to the air “To the Alpha of the Red Crescent Rogues”. “HERE HERE” voices sang on in unison. And at that moment, I knew that the voices may have been in unison but the pack was anything but.

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.