Hellbound Heart Kazzenlx Novels & Stories

I rose unsteadily, the silvery aura crackling around me like living armor, illuminating the ruined street in ghostly light. My daughter’s cries faded into the distance with the maid’s retreating footsteps, and I felt peace settle in my heart until Kael emerged from the smoke then, his massive form silhouetted against the flames, Bio-Lycan enhancements twisting his once-human frame into something monstrous, with his claws extended, and his eyes glowing with feral rage. “Lizabella!” He sneered. “Your precious Damon and his whelp brother are dying out there. Follow me and I would let them die an easy death

When I rip out the beating organ in his chest, I don't hesitate, purely driven by animalistic instincts. "NO—!" Nyxara screams. The sound cracks through the chamber just as she wrenches her hand out of Azren and throws him aside. My heart lurches, but Kaziel is already moving. He catches Azren before he hits the ground. Azren's body convulses. Blood oozes from his mouth in uncontrollable bursts. Haden is still in my grip. "...you—" he chokes. I tilt my head. "This is for all the nights you humiliated me," I whisper.

I’m in the council chamber in under thirty seconds, still in his T-shirt and panic. The others are already there. Seras’s armor is half-on, sunrise flickering like a broken neon sign. Lucian’s wings are mantled so hard the air burns. Rowan’s grimoire is bleeding ink. Kayo’s tails are lashing hard enough to cut glass. Nerida’s tentacles are black holes, swallowing light. Kael Stormrider is the one who says it out loud. Kael (voice flat, lethal): “Xibalba. Death-lord faction.

I admit. I know I am playing stupid since I saw this video when I met with Ghaazi. They told me a bit about this ability, but something tells me that Hamal might know more about it than they did. “It is called the heart of darkness. A vampire with this ability can store their heart outside of their body. Essentially they can’t be killed. They have someone they trust to guard their heart and keep it safe. The last vampire to have this ability went feral after his beloved was killed. A hunters guild went after him, but they couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t die. Finally, the guild that Denali belongs to had to get involved, and they figured it out. They found his heart and destroyed

Zen glances at me from the corners of his eyes “By the sound of their heartbeat. Yours jumped up so quickly, I hurried back because I thought something happened.” My eyes widen at that “You could hear it all the way from there?” He nods. The fresh curiosity I feel has nothing to do with my previous thoughts, and distantly, I’m glad to have another problem to focus on. “Can all Lycans hear heartbeats?” I ask quickly “Not many.” Zen says, much to my relief “Even those who can might only hear it if they focus very clearly. It’s the kind of sound that gets drowned in the background easily.”

“No but I bet it hurt you when I banished you from my kingdom in hell.” Zivah was now sitting on the chair, her eyes amused and her smiles curled up in a smile. She was clearly enjoying our cynical fight. “Would you say yes if I asked you out on a date?” His question stumped me. My mind fumbled for a right answer and I finally blurted out. “No.” “No, you would say yes?” his mocking voice came through the phone. “Great I’ll pick you up at 7.00. Be ready Hacker Girl.”

There's no mistake about it, this is the very same man that she met at the train station! “That man is Kei, the leader of a boyband which is called MORSE. They are the most popular boyband in the country. What makes Kei unique is he's cold and aloof, and he doesn't have ANY scandal since the very first day he started in the music industry... So, I want you to be close to him and know his deep, dark secrets..." Boss Lisa relayed. "Boss, I can't do this." Amaia replied. "Hand me your resignation letter, then." the Boss commanded her.

Reminding me of what I did 14 years ago “Sure… but why can’t you let him meet her sister first?” “Here we go again.” He leans his head to me, hold my chin with his cold right hand and say “We do not question the command; we just do it.” With this distance, I could clearly see his deep green eyes with dark brown lining, it sparkles when he speaks even if he is angry he looks so good. His muscular chest fit his breast plate very well, on his back is a huge two-edged sword that he uses to redeem lives. He is riding on a dark shinny horse he named as Hugo.

I said in a quavering voice. “I wanted you to suffer the same pain I did, Amor. My curse is powerful enough to end her highness the moment you lose control of your love. How does it feel, Amor? How does it feel to madly love a person, but always be wary of falling in love with them? How does it feel to know that your love can kill them any second?” He gritted his teeth. I shut my eyes, embracing Zeve tighter in my arms. Hikari belonged to the Kazumi bloodline, a bloodline with the blessings of the dragons. The Kazumis had many unique abilities that other werewolves didn’t, but the one that stood out was their curses.

Blake The clubhouse was loud that night, the kind of loud that seeped into your bones. Laughter, music, bottles clinking, boots stomping to songs that never made it to the radio. For most people in here, it was comfort—a second home built on chaos. For Lucy, though, it was a battlefield. I could see it in every twitch of her shoulders, every dart of her eyes.