Heretic The Originals Novels & Stories

Blake said, shaking his hand and making Herbert lost for words. “Th____they are also Saints?” Herbert asked, trying to gather his senses. “Let me introduce you, Miss. Helen Kingsley, a Wood Nymph. Tabby Fouler Tabitha’s dead sister reincarnated. Girls, this is Mr. Herbert Marcello, president of the Organization.” Blake said with the introductions. No use hiding their origins, Blake was confident that there was nothing the Organization could do to them.

"Everyone leave this place and let the hoplites take care of everything and if any of you will oppose, I shall let the hoplites kill you too." The guy moved to the side and bowed his head before they all lined up. "Kill everyone and protect the Divine ones." "Lol, are your men deaf? They heard the deity, no need to repeat–." I didn't have the chance to finish my words when the guy charged forward and he successfully hit me, Ayu and I both rolled on the ground. "T-that was fast." "Liam! What the hell?! Stand up you lousy assassin! Fight back!" Hera growled while she was dragged by her father.

Hera’s POV With the unwilling help from King Aragon’s knowledge packed confession, I’d finally gotten all the answers to the questions about Layla that’d plagued me for weeks on end. I was fully aware of her origin and the endless lengths of her potential, but I was primarily content that I’d crossed the milestone of wondering what could possibly kill her. The knowledge that she was a witch from the primordials pack was enough to give me insight on how best to get rid of her, for good this time around.

she said wrapping her arm around my shoulder as she lead me through the forest. "I can't deal with Dallas and her mightier than thou, God complex." As long as Dallas is around to influence Creed. My plans to save him were moot. Hera snorted. "She's a Cacciatore alright." "You know about them?" I asked and she nodded. "Yeah, one of the first tribes of supernatural hunters. When you sharing a neighborhood you have to know your neighbors," she chuckled. "Are you telling me that your pack lives in the same forest as hunters?"

He walked to his chair and waited for the council spokesperson to begin. "Eric, we know how important Sarah is to you. We saw how your first wife's death almost destroyed you. However, we have to think of the pack. We can't trust Sarah. She isn't full-blooded wolf like we are. Her human side might be trouble. We have no choice but to reject her as our Luna," the spokesperson said in a rush, like he was scared to say it. Eric felt Edward growl inside. "Is this how everyone feels?" Eric glanced around the table and a few of the members couldn't look at him. They just held their heads. He was angry. How dare they do this.

"You sure know how to enjoy someone else's misery," I commented. "Oh, come on! Watching her get her hopes up over and over again, only to have them crushed? I couldn't be happier. She deserves every bit of it!" The woman talking was Regina Herring, the heiress of Corvanta's most powerful elite family. Grandpa had saved her life. She was born sickly and frail, and her family spent years traveling the world seeking medical treatment, but almost every doctor told them she wouldn't live past 16.

It is better Aaron, he was the most obedient and good child amongst them, too saint for a demon. "What is it that you want to say, Liza" he wasn't ready with her game of riddles, he handed her a glass and drank his own. "I was wondering, have you had sex with her yet?" She dropped the bomb, making his heart skip. Damn you Liza! Why that question?. "What makes you think I haven't?" His eyes and ears were observing their surroundings, just in case there was someone else to hear about their conversation. "Well….I" he cut her off and spoke telepathically. "Block the link with others first!" He ordered, surprising her. Liza smiled cunningly, so she was right after all. She did as he saud and spok

It wasn't just excitement, but also an extraordinary surprise. Her surprise was justified. It wasn't easy to trust this beautiful woman, especially since Jess had been present, witnessed, shared tears, and sorrows with her friend; Fathia. Exactly in the middle of December last year, Fathia left them. The funeral was widely broadcasted, and Jess only realized who Fathia truly was. The sole heir of the renowned Azure Group.

"And because he's innocent. You're wrong, Dad. Her Dad stared at her for a moment, the anger in his eyes giving way to something else, something deeper. He turned to face the crowd once again. "This boy is of no good," he declares. "He's a disease, infecting our community with his lies and his filth, you all should keep your daughters from the Santos." I felt nausea as the crowd murmured in agreement, pointing at me in disgust.

He is going to expose me as an Empress. If he said the words out loud, I was going to die today. There was no question about it. Herth was the Hunpha, the ultimate hunter of forbidden wolves. He carried the weapon that could erase me from existence. And if I died today, what would happen to Jeremy? Who would protect my sick brother from the monsters of this world? From Richard? The rogue shrieked in fear, his body shaking as he looked from the heavy silver gun in Herth’s hand up to Herth’s face.