Gregor The Overlander 6 Novels & Stories

Lilith was right, when the wards came down, everyone in the hunters realm would know of there arrival. The ground shook under our feet as Lilith cut through the last strands of the portal, allowing Lysander and myself to cross over the borders. The sound of glass shattering to the floor, and buildings creaking under the sudden movement beneath them was enough of an alarm, that they would soon be besieged by warriors.

Luca said in a low voice but Elle heard him and chuckled because she understood exactly what Luca meant. "Okay" Kyle replied to Drew. The half Werewolf and half witch began to chant some spells before vanishing from their sight. Elle was a bit worried if Kyle was ready to take on Grey Jang. From what Drew said, it seemed the Vampire was extremely dangerous. "Are you really sure about fighting that Vampire?" Elle asked worried and Kyle smirked and said "I think it won't be too much of a big deal". Elle couldn't help but be worried about Kyle. Though she had seen him a few times display his power, but she didn't know if it will be enough to take down Grey . Especially with the way Drew said Gr

We head for the tree line and shift then take off. My beast is Max, he is mostly black other than the tips of his ears and tail are a light shade of gray. Chester, Chris' beast is a blonde with white socks on all four paws. Nate's beast Merlin, is a light gray and all four paws and the tip of his tair are white. We run and play tackle eatch other for a while. After a few hours, we get back to the pack house just in time for breakfast.

Birds were spinning around my head. As the daze cleared, I adjusted to the new dimly lit room. There was a locked cell but the key was in it and the door was open. On the other side was a spooky path marked with glowing candles. At the end of the path was a large chamber, about the size of a football field. There was a large body of water in this cavern and a ladder on the side opposite the water. I walked closer to the water to see what was inside. My heart jumped out of my chest as a giant tentacle rose out of the water and whipped right past me. I ran faster than a roadrunner towards the cave, whatever this place was, I wanted to get out. Climbing up, I found myself right above where I fe

The tundra stretched endlessly in all directions, a land stripped of warmth, devoid of life. “This place feels… wrong,” he muttered. Lillian nodded, gripping the reins of her mount. She could feel it too—Kael’s magic. It seeped into the very air, corrupting everything in its reach. Gregor, riding ahead, turned back to them. “We should make camp before nightfall. The tundra is dangerous enough in daylight.” Fenros trotted alongside them, his silver coat blending with the snow. "He’s right. Something stirs here, watching us."

"How did he get you? How did Malakar enslave three packs without firing a shot?" Gregor shuddered. "The Peace Summit. Three days ago at Blackwood Ridge. Malakar... he walked right in. He had the Crimson Heart or a projection of it. He activated it, and... it was like a light switch, Elara. One second, I was drinking wine; the next, I was watching myself from behind a glass wall, unable to scream." "Blackwood Ridge," I repeated. "Is that where he is?" "Yes," Gregor nodded. "He has fortified the old lodge. He has the Iron Hounds there. And Elara..."

“Accurate.” I keep my focus on him. “Marre,” I say. “Where is he?” Gregor looks up. “Upstairs. He’s aware something is happening. He will not run. He never does. He will wait. He believes he can negotiate his way out.” “He can’t,” I say. “He won’t believe that,” Gregor replies. “That is his strength and his weakness.” A pause. “I tried to slow the retrieval from inside,” he adds. “I redirected what I could. Delayed detection.”

I heard her grunt in pain, watch her struggle to stand, then saw one of them kneel on the back of my friend to hold her down. Gregor went up to Caelum and it was as sweet a walking over as he'd ever taken. He was hobbling slightly, presumably from injuries he’d sustained in the explosion. He drew a knife from a sheath on his belt. It was long and serrated, the type intended to inflict maximum pain rather than quick death. The blade glinted dimly in the filtered light coming through the smashed windows.

"It's nice to meet you." "I'm Jimmy, this is Tom. Thank you for taking us in." Gregor shook hands with Jimmy, then Tom. His rough skin shimmered in the candlelight as his arm moved up and down. Upon closer inspection, he saw that his skin was made up of small grey and brown scales. "I would like to take a look at your supplies now. After we choose, we'll take them and leave you for the evening. You can leave in the daylight. We wouldn't want the satellites to pick you up."

Pale gold at the edges, pushing back the dark. They rode toward it. For a while, nobody spoke. The horses moved at a steady walk, their hooves quiet on the cracked earth. Lena slept. Kael rode with his eyes half-closed, his hands loose on the reins. Mother Elara sat straight-backed and alert, watching everything. Then Gregor broke the silence. “What happens when we reach pack territory? Do we have a plan?” “We get there first,” Kaden said. “Before Cassandra.” “And if we don’t?”