Hearts Of Chaos Novels & Stories

The condensed resentment, the lurking beasts, and the ancient horrors all cowered like insects in the shadow of a predator, not daring to twitch. Up ahead, barely visible through the deepest layer of fog, a dark wheel of light turned slowly in the gloom. That was the heart of Grief Peak. It was the only place where the Chaos inside Sam could be sealed for good, and the first stop on heaven's road back to order. As for the nameless terrors hiding in the forest, the sleeping beasts, the trapped and suffering souls, they were nothing more than scenery in Landon's eyes. They were just set dressing in this little park of his and not worth a second thought.

Flameheart A grand ceremony was held to celebrate my victory over Ambrosia, and the atmosphere crackled with excitement and reverence. The air was thick with anticipation as beings of all kinds gathered under the twilight sky, their diverse forms shimmering in the fading light. Witches in flowing robes, vampires with their elegant demeanor, and shifters radiating raw energy filled the clearing, creating a vibrant tapestry of unity. Lanterns adorned with intricate designs hung from trees, casting a warm glow that illuminated the faces of the gathered crowd.

that was kept secret from most people and that he should never reveal it to anyone he didn't already know. He shuddered when he heard of the Four Forces of Chaos, the greatest Evil, who were constantly striving to destroy the realm of mankind. There was a god of blood, Khorne, the master of slaughter, whose followers laughed in battle and filled themselves with an endless thirst for carnage. It was the great mutant Centch who transformed his worshipers and taught them the darkest secrets of magic. Nurgle was a plague whose followers spread fire and disease to the farthest reaches of the universe. Slaanesh was a fallen god of unspeakable pleasures. He now knew enough of some of their worship

I shook her shoulders, “What is it?” “I saw… I s-saw the Hearteaters in their true forms. They must’ve been the one who killed the poor boy.” Hearteaters. Damn them. Hearteaters are led by Rowan, werewolves who have no wolves. Since they can now shapeshift into a wolf and even more than that, they are now a werewolf. Hearteaters are former werewolves that weren’t granted and blessed by the Trinity Goddesses. Centuries ago, with the help of an entity that was only known as “The Forest Queen”, they are able to walk and roam the earth while gaining their abilities as Werewolves and Shapeshifters as long as they consume hearts of mortals and werewolves to survive and thrive.

"It's a good thing you won't be able to see your mate again, and it's also good for her. She'll be free of the pain you've caused her everyday." I then shifted and ripped out his throat, before I began clawing at his chest till I got to his heart. I shifted back as I ripped it out of his chest. I bowed my head down at the deck. "Protect his mate and may he get what he deserves in hell." I muttered, before I sat back up and took a bite out of his heart. I was still eating it, when Marlowe and the rest of the crew came back with crates. I could smell blood coming from one. Pigs blood. I ate the last of the heart and stood up.

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

The sword sliced clean through Chaos’s head. “You fools! What are you two that I cannot reformed my mist!” screech Chaos. His head fell off it’s head and it dissipated. “We’re the ones who will defeat you,” said Eric. “We’re the star cross lovers,” said Ruby. “Our love for one another and will always overcome the darkest of days.” Chaos was in pieces. He was jerking as he tried to get his mist back together. Eric hugged Ruby and a light started to glow from them. The light grew bigger and bigger. It sparkled in small amounts then it blasted all of the black mist away.

“Use your back up plan. You posted no reward for her, so you obviously have another mage lined up to take her place. That is your business, I don’t care. I don’t work for free. I want the girl back.” “Marina the Artifact please.” Legarde addressed Marina “This way.” Marina motioned Legarde to follow her. “You do understand you will be married at midnight. I thought you had a reputation as a single scoundrel to protect.” Lord Cedral teased. Legarde follows Marina to the age quarters. Guardians need a mage or they become unstable. Had Guardian Asher changed Mages? Legarde finds this all too amusing. The Lords have a new order that will not include Guardians. This is the second guardian killin

Pure, physical metal coated in null-energy. He threw it at Marcus. Time slowed. Jack saw the blade spinning, saw Marcus turning too slowly, saw the inevitable trajectory toward his friend's heart— Haley moved. Not consciously—her body simply reacted, her chaos power warping space for a split second. The blade missed Marcus by an inch, embedding in the wall behind him. But the effort cost her. Haley crumpled, unconscious. "Remarkable." Charon's form solidified as the lights dimmed. "The chaos anchor. That's what Ouroboros wanted from Alcatraz. Not the girl—her power."

Not when it tastes like blood and betrayal and when I can’t even decide what my heart wants. Lyss is kind and strategic. She speaks to me of battle maps and alliances. She steadies the chaos in my mind but when she touches me, my soul does not burn. Rhea… Rhea is the chaos. She is fire and scream and softness no one sees. When she cries, the world tilts. When she laughs, something ancient in me bows. But I see how she looks at me now. Like I’ve made her into something unbearable. Maybe I have.