Heavenly Opposers Novels & Stories

The Officials were working with the angels, but why? “Yes, your people are working with them, giving them or rather, allowing them to take the women.” “Why?” I breathed out, terrified of the answer. “To save themselves of course” he replied with a small shrug. “At any point if any of us wanted we could wipe out humanity, however, we believe that humanity is worth saving and are fighting against those who believe it needs to be extinguished. As that group is larger, like I said, the humans have used their only bargaining chip to prolong their survival.”

“Hey Kitty, what’s going on that got everyone going crazy?” “You didn’t hear? The owner Legion Baphomet is going to be here tonight with his close friend Leviathan Demogorgon the CEO of Demogorgon Corporation. Dani needs to pick two girls that will be working in the club to take care of them both, and of course he’ll pick me to be one to take care of them.” “What makes you think he’ll chose you over me?” “Well Duchess, I am one of Dani’s favorite girl here and of course Cherry as well.”

I paused, "Our Goddess..." all three of them mumbled, and I looked at them. That stupid ant and comment, it might be a lead. I rushed back to the table, and closed my eyes. Angie protested because I requested something else. "What are you doing?" she barked, seeing how the parchment she had been reading disappeared into thin air. "I am requesting every prophecy or script on Helios..." I said, and Angie looked at me. "Helios?" she asked, "Yeah, the Sun, the natural opponent of the Moon... Their animosity is such that they were bound to never be in the same place together..." I said,

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

"I open up your eyes and see the rules are there to set us free you keep on chasing but the world won't let you be they break you now but you're still here this light inside won't disappear believe that your love is meant for something real" Glaiza winked at me, my eyes widened and my heart started to beat faster than usual. Jesus! Glaiza! You're making me crazy! "And everytime you feel the fall we get back up, we face, we roll disguised in blackness fate anew the sun will rise to wash it through together we can see it coming the colours of once wilted end

Carla arched a brow, "No offense but isn't that his destiny? I mean you were told before that he's going to be mated to someone below his level." That's when Annabelle remembered the prophecy. She had long forgotten about that and at that time never expected it to be the lowest level. She had though that maybe it will be a beta wolf or so. Even at that, there's something about Kevin's assistant that's not right. "I know Carla. But we can't let that happen. We're part of the top pack in all of the world, we can't have a helpless lowlife as our luna." Annabelle replied.

, Rosa responded sharply. She picked up her phone and texted Mrs Denver, who seemed to be more than willing to cooperate now; a thorn in her flesh like Diane needed to be eliminated in any possible, even if she had to join hands with a filthy foreigner. The stakes had been set higher; Rosa wasn't going to let herself be dragged about; it was high time power changed hands; even if alliances were broken, even collateral damages were unavoidable. Eventually, the queen would be dragged down from her iron throne in disgrace. And she planned to climb up to the throne after crushing her opponents even Bryan included.

“Thousands of warriors… clad in coilmail that shifts like oil.” Nyra’s gaze was fixed on the valley below. The Covenant’s war drums rolled like thunder, a warning that made even the Celestial Host flinch. “They come not for us,” she murmured, “but for the world we’ve fought to save.” Aelion hovered at her shoulder, wings folded in silent vigilance. “They march under the sign of the Obsidian Mother,” he said. “A goddess of ruin, worshipped by those who would see creation burn.”

Outside the Heaven Palace, the few who had been appointed Dominus Noster along with a cohort of quasi-royal celestials were faced with the grim reality at hand. Clad in resplendent hues, Callide—who was their leader and carried the title Dominus Noster Arcanum—donned celestial attire woven from stars and the galaxy. With a regal bearing, she commanded from atop a cloud, "Follow me, my brethren! We shall vanquish the extraterrestrials in the Devil Realm!"

“Oh sorry, would you rather I am full of spite? You did try to kill me once you know” “I didn’t try. I said I was going to, until I decided that you had far better use”. “Lemme guess, becoming like you”. “You say it like it’s a bad thing. Crinka, once you’re a hellhound we’ll rule the world together”. “I’ll rather die”. “That’s the thing Crinka. Hellhounds are immortals. We can’t die. We can only be sent back to hell.” “And how do I send a hellhound back to hell?”