Horcruxes Novels & Stories

Al said. "And what are they?" Serena asked. "Arachnes are supernatural creatures who have abilities similar to those of spiders." Al answer. "Correct Al, who else." Another male student raised up his hand. "Yes James." "We have the Crocotta creatures." "And what are they?" Serena asked. "Crocottas can mimic any person's voice to lure their victims out so they can feed. They feed on souls." James answered correctly. "Very good James, who else again?" This time around, a girl raised up her hand.

Chapter 66 — Aria's POV The extraction chamber had become my personal hell. Today they'd added something new — corruption crystals that resonated with my curse marks, creating loops of pain. “The hybrid's spiritual wavelength is destabilizing,” one of Azrael's researchers reported, monitoring magical readings. “The corruption is reaching deeper layers.”

Given that forsaken are made of the chthonic essence of masters of Oribus, this was an easy fight for Thersar, Nexelex and warriors. That’s it. I had my fair share of fun in battering Denexus. Given that I don’t want to mar my palate with Denexus’ blood, I have pulled out Kris chthonic daggers and cut both of his hands in a quick motion. He fell to his knees, snarling and groaning. In yet another brisk move, I stuck both daggers in his chest. And the essence of Denexus was sucked in my kris daggers.

Their eyes glowed a sickly green, their faces twisted in grotesque smiles. The furies. They had found me. Terror surged through me, freezing me in place. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. My body refused to move, paralyzed by the sheer weight of their presence. The furies advanced, their whispers filling the air around me, wrapping around me like chains. “Ava… you belong to us now…” “No…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I don’t… I don’t belong to you…” But the furies only laughed again, their voices dripping with malice. “Oh, but you do… Your soul is ours…”

"It's where the well of nightmares of the territory of Wrath is. Humans who fall into this territory are tortured for all eternity, in the worst ways and in the bloodiest ways possible.” I leaned my hands on the bed, projecting my throne forward. The sweater I wore was the only untouched piece I found inside the dusty closets of that room. A strange fabric that fell tight on the body like silk, shiny, which seemed to be woven with water threads. Vraxlon observed the movement, clearly attentive to the way my body was easily modeled on that tight fabric. "I believe I need to have a less oppressive conversation with Tennebris. "And when he nodded, lowering the sword to the side of the body, I c

"We received Luna Scarlet's earrings and phone from one of the Miraculo package systems which means that they have her,'' Rodrigo began and Gemma looked at Aztec, like she was curious to know who the Miraculo pack were and why they were that interested in Sandra. Aztec weighed his options and he knew that telling Gemma the specifics could result in them fighting again and he seriously had no strength left to right with anyone. He needed to rest and get ready because tomorrow, he would be getting back his Luna, no matter what it took. So he figured he’d choose the simple yet complicated option. "The Miraculo pack are our rivals, and they will do whatever it takes to weaken us. A human luna do

Still, at that, his body couldn't say no whenever she craved him. Sasuke looks puzzled still," I know your body started aging badly, was that really why it happened and how did you get yourself back?". Kazuma glanced at his friend who was frustrated and utterly tensed, he shook his head slightly and replied; "Based on my hypothesis, I think it was because of the sex and also the bite marks around my neck. It was like she was a blood-sucking woman whenever we had sex, so what I did was that I poisoned her...

he rubbed his small hands together and breath in deep, "pure humans are the true of us. We are curses." ** The Chamber of Duties burst into pandemonium as it turned out to be a morgue. Inyangas, Tofras, Elementalists and Necromancers took a sip of the Cobra's bile and not long afterwards, burst open, their guts flying all over. Pure humans are the true of us. We are curses.

Madchen marveled at the men’s healthy appetites. Drago, NIck, and Marcu ate three platefuls of food, with Madchen raising a curious eyebrow, watching them act like lumberjacks after a hard morning’s work. “They have… interesting metabolisms,” Adriana smiled,”A trait of their unique lineage.” Why did she have the distinct feeling the family matriarch was trying to tell her something? “Hmmph,” Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,”

But the words seemed to fail me, refusing to part from my lips as Lucian pushed himself back to give me some space. “I’ve only killed hunters and those who tried to hurt my family,” he continued, his body moving slightly as he began to move restlessly. I wondered if he could sense the way I was falling into the fear, my heart’s thumps blaring in my own ears. “H-Hunters are humans who’ve been hunting the supernatural for as long as time tells,” he explained quickly. “They hunt us down and kill us if they don’t torture us first. They have killed thousands for absolutely no other reason than not being human.”