Herrscher Of Void Novels & Stories

Before he knew it, his knees betrayed him and he slumped on the cold ground. He gulped as he looked at the direction where the man was supposed to be. He didn’t even get his name. Whoever he was, he felt he was one of those he referred to as supernatural beings. He hoped once they had come across at the time he was musing about, all of those left mysteries would come to be realized. Putting his hands on his hair, he let out a deep breath. “Who the hell are you?”

It both broke my heart and made me love him even more. Because he was the Haunter Supreme, who always had everything under control. Even during that last cleansing, bent over in pain and bleeding, he was on top of things. It was easy to love the champion, the strong guy always ready to come to the rescue, the stud that made me beg for mercy, the sharp control-freak. But his dropping the tough-guy persona like this touched my heart so deeply, it brought tears to my eyes. “Come, love,” I whispered.

Vador said to Aleister as they left the room. "Dark lord," Jadis bowed. "To what do I owe this honour," Vador said offering her a seat. Lady jadis was a white witch,she was the leader of the eastern empire.Vandora was her cousin and was sent by jadis with the approval of the council to watch Vador. Falling for the dark lord,Vandora refused to leave,she had called jadis earlier that day to inform her that the lord was having an affair with a human vampire in the royal house.

Even from where I stood, I could feel it—an oppressive, ancient force humming beneath its surface. “That,” Ronan said quietly, “was forged in hellfire. Fire drawn from the Abyss—the lowest tier of the Void.” My gaze locked onto it. “The Abyss…” He nodded. “The lower dominion. Ruled by Enlilk—Enkia’s twin.” The name felt heavy. “Hellfire is the only thing capable of severing a Void entity permanently,” he continued. “It can kill anything born of it.” I stepped closer to the altar. The blade reacted instantly. The red veins brightened, almost as if recognizing me.

"The Wraith King was a servant. A herald. The real enemy is a being of pure darkness, more powerful than anything we've ever faced. They call him the Void Lord." Elena's mind raced. "The Void Lord? I've never heard of him." "Because he's been sleeping for centuries." Mira's voice was hollow. "He's been waiting for the right moment to wake up. And now, with all the chaos, all the death, all the darkness he's stirring." Kaelen stepped forward, his jaw tight. "How do we stop him?" Mira shook her head slowly. "I don't know. I don't know if we can."

He shoved her against the chair behind her and stared into her small dark eyes, “why is your face blushing?” Kath can’t look straightly at him and can’t deny his allegation against her, “don’t tell me you’re in love with me?” he claims proudly and smirk at her. She furrows her brows and bravely look at him, she place her hands on his chest and push him gently away from her, "good one, sir! I had no idea you were not just a domineering, but also a pompous and egotistical man who thinks highly of yourself!" She rolled her eyes and smirked.

Varniant’s transformation is completed, it broken up the cocoon and walk out with its new body. “Herrschers …! Time to harvest.” Said the leader. Both Fluxter or Herrscher is screaming and rush to each other, the battle is just begin.

“You had promised to grant me a wish if I managed to track Hera.” “So, you want to use that wish to get your father punished? Isn’t that a bit too cruel? What if you find out that he isn’t the one creating Vexin wolves later on? Can you live with that?” “I am not that unfilial, Your highness. I don’t want to use that wish to get my father punished.” “Then?” “I… I want you to delay the execution of the wereheretic.” “You what?” “I don’t think Hera is a mindless Killer, My king. If you give me some time, I can prove it to you.”

These creatures were stronger than anything they’d faced before. Kael approached, his voice grave. “They’re bound to the Frost King’s curse but they serve something far worse. If we don’t stop this, the frostlands won’t be the only land to fall.” Lyra clenched her fists. “Then we end it. No matter the cost.” The vision came three nights later. Lyra stood alone in a vast, frozen void. A towering figure emerged from the darkness, cloaked in shifting shadows. “I am the Void,” it whispered, knowing her name without speaking it. “I was bound beneath the frost. Your victory freed me.”

"Hello, Aurora Sinclair. The Silver Queen. The one who defeated the Void King. I've been waiting for you. Waiting for him to weaken you. To break you. To make you vulnerable." "Who are you?" I demand. "I am the Void's creator. The darkness before darkness. The nothing before nothing. I am what comes before the beginning. And after the end." "I am Oblivion." The castle explodes. Reality shatters. And through the destruction, I see it. A being made of absolute nothing. Not darkness. Not void. Just the absence of everything. And it's coming for us. Coming for me. Coming to finish what the Void King started.