Herrscher Of Void Novels & Stories

He approached me with measured confidence. “The beast is safe. The chains of ice hold him until I decide what to do with him. …And with you.” “Who are you?” I demanded, lifting my chin in defiance. I refused to let him see my fear. “My name is Kaelen,” he said, stopping only an arm’s length away. “I lead the Keepers of the Void. We are the ones your southern king’s ancestors erased from memory. The ones they banished beyond every map. And you, little flame…

He was absorbing everything—the light, the dark, the heat. The last of the Null-Wolves were sucked into the vortex, their forms vanishing into the obsidian shroud of the boy-king. Silas was the only one left. He tried to merge with the shadows of the treeline, to vanish back into the void he had come from, but the shadow-wolf’s maw opened. A tether of black energy lashed out, wrapping around Silas’s throat. "You wanted to use the void, Silas?" Victor’s voice was a jagged rumble. He stood beside his son, the white and the black creating a friction in the air that smelled of ozone. "Meet the God of the Void."

They only appear to be in their mid-twenties, maybe younger. ‘Alpha Maximus. My name is Soren, and this is my blood flame, Nadia. We’re pleased you and your warriors could make it to this meeting,’ he smiles. I keep trying to watch Soren and Nadia, but my mind keeps drifting away, looking around beyond them, desperately searching, but for what? I feel so confused. These feelings are the same as I felt when I was in the presence of Micah. A sense of calm, security, happiness… lust. An urge to run past the vampires and further into the woods overwhelms me. ‘What is wrong with me? Stop it, Lylah, stop. You need to focus. Micah is dead. He isn’t here, and this is your moment to seek revenge!’ I

“Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.” A silence fell. My heart pounded. I’d wished for death so many times, but the thought of being trapped alive in nothingness—it terrified me. “What should I do?” I asked quietly. “Simple,” the voice said. “You have one objective. Kill the King — Darius Venn.” The name hit me like a punch. “Wait,” I said slowly. “Darius Venn? The same man who destroyed my family?” “You can see him however you wish,” the voice replied. “But yes. That’s your objective. When you kill him… you’ll be granted one wish.”

he snaps. Oh, yeah. Right, my report. “The Ravagers are spread thin. They didn’t have many new recruits. Axe is paranoid as usual. He doesn’t trust his own nephew right now. He is furious because he found his ex-toy here and the man is married to Sidhe. Axe has, however, taken an interest in a recruit. What he doesn’t know is that the recruit is C.H.A.O.S.’s leader. Slayer and Kill-Shot are both working with C.H.A.O.S. and Tempest.” “Oh, this is interesting. Good work, pet,” Razor praises and I preen at the praise. I enjoy being on his good side. “You know what you have to do, don’t you?”

The crowd fell into a hush. And then… the door opened. Out stepped a man who made the very air tighten. Darian Rhys Draven. Tall, broad-shouldered, wrapped in black. His Alpha King insignia shimmered against his chest. Midnight-black hair, tousled and damp from the mist. His cold silver eyes scanned the horizon first—calculating, commanding. And then, they landed on her. Time stopped. Seraphina froze. Her wolf screamed—no, howled—loud and uncontrollable in her head.

“If I hadn't met Wang Yuji, I wouldn't have known the real truth. The manuscript was written by the Third Sovereign, a great ruler who was said to be the elder brother of the Emperor who ruled Caihong! He represented himself as a bearer of justice in the past. But, of course it was just a lie. The Third Sovereign is far more ruthless than the Emperor!” Patriarch Yuan Kai was silent for a moment, he had never heard of a person called the Third Sovereign. From Li Xian's lengthy narrative, Patriarch Yuan Kai finally knew that the Third Sovereign and the Emperor were two great figures that only a select Shufashen Reader could defeat. That is why, the two vile demons created a false history and e

"But he became obsessed with the Convergence. He didn't just want to harness the Abyss, Elena. He wanted to unlock the cage." I stepped forward, the First Crown manifesting as a faint, starlight halo above my head, pushing back the oppressive red gloom of the cavern. "The cage?" I asked, my violet-gold eyes locking onto the vampire. "The Void isn't just an element, my Queen," Valerius said softly, his gaze dropping to my children for a fraction of a second before snapping back to Killian’s lethal glare. "It is a prison. Built by the first gods to hold the things that existed before the universe was formed. That titan you amputated in New York? That was merely a scavenger feeding off the scra

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

A single black star appeared in the sky. The black star remained suspended above the horizon. I couldn't look away from it. It was small. Almost insignificant compared to the three enormous moons. Yet the moment I saw it, something inside me screamed that it was wrong. "Father," I whispered. He didn't answer. "Father, what is the Void?" His expression was grim. "The oldest power in existence." Kael stepped closer. "You said the Blood Flame was the greatest threat." "I was wrong." Father looked toward the black star.