Horus Heresy Novels Novels & Stories

I walked closer, sticking my claws out, and swiftly, I pierced my claws into his heart, feeling the life pounding against his chest in my grasp, and with great satisfaction, I ripped his heart out. I tossed the bloody organ on the floor, watching Felix slump dead with his blood soaking him in. "Alright, since that's over now, let's move on to more important matters," Zeriyah sounded, quickly. "Tonight, is the Blood moon. We must get to the white wolf and prepare for the war that's almost upon us." I took a deep breath. Just the words I was waiting to hear. And I couldn't wait. ***** Kaiser's point of view

The man whispered about in shadows, feared on battlefields, rumored to be cursed by the moon goddess to exist without a mate. I, Nyx Shadowfell, had already chosen him. Claimed him in my mind long before he ever looked in my direction. Nothing - no prophecy, no woman, no goddess - would stop me. Hazel would have been the one standing beside Bradley... if I hadn't stolen her powers. A secret buried so deep even the moon herself could choke on it. Vespera's fork paused midair, she hated these conversations - power, ambition, destiny. All the things she never had the spine for.

Then, one by one, hands lifted. The witch queen of Hollow Mire. The Alpha of the Glass Dunes. A siren leader from the southern coasts. The storm-rider of Ashreach. The pyrelord of Emberdeep. They stepped forward and dipped their fingers in ink and fire, signing the first of the Luna Accords. Others hesitated. Some turned away. Mavros, unsurprisingly, was among them. "This is heresy," he spat. "You think you're ending the old ways—but you're birthing something worse. Chaos wrapped in prophecy. A child not yet born already holding a blade to the world."

And said one word: “Nihareth.” The name rang out like a curse. The room fell into absolute silence. Luthiel stood up abruptly. “What did you just say?” Serros didn’t turn. “You’re all fools,” he said, voice calm now. “You celebrated too early. Erethar was the lock. Nihareth is the key. And now, it’s turning.” Zevran scoffed. “There is no record of Nihareth ever truly existing.” “You believe that?” Serros laughed once—low and bitter. “You of all people, Zevran? The one who dissected a Pre-God vessel and found its spine still pulsing centuries after death?”

Cracks split through his essence, darkness bleeding into the air like ink spilled across the sky. Elior leaped, sword raised high, and drove the blade straight into the heart of Erythos’ unraveling form. The battlefield erupted in blinding light as the final blow was struck. The ruins trembled, the world itself seeming to hold its breath. Erythos, god of destruction, staggered. And then, for the first time, he fell.

SELENE. To survive in Lycoris, you had to be up there. It was up there or nothing. If you were down here, then you were lower class, the scum. And I was the scum of scum. But I had noble blood. Beta blood. It didn’t matter, though. Not anymore. Not since I was seven, when my father, the honorable Beta of the Moonveil Pack, was publicly put to death for treason. His name was soiled in the mud, his family stripped of their status, and his only crime being loyalty to the wrong person, the former Alpha, deposed by Kieran's father in a vicious coup.

Alec places makers on the map where my horde and the Horde of Fates is located. "Our horde can assist by giving you extra warriors but our magic is not meant for combat so it will not be of much help during battle. The magic we possess is best suited for prophecies and making minor predictions. So to go up against a horde like Betsalel we will need to forge strong magical weapons," Alec speaks in a dooming voice. "Findin raw materials that can be infused with magic will be hard. Do you perhaps have a plan to attain such materials," Flavius asks.

If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

ARIA MORETTI — DATA: NULL FAMILY: ERASED SON: NOT FOUND It began its first fabrication cycle. A new dynasty. A new lie. A new god. ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “They always feared our children would rise. What they never expected… was that someone would try to erase the page before they could write their name.” “BLACK SUN does not seek control. It seeks to unwrite.” “And now, our legacy is not just under threat. It’s being replaced in real time.”

Of course we shared a great deal of ours and helped them build themselves up, only to knock them down and send them to the depths of the sea. Now I sit here, bored out of my mind. This civil war with the other gods bores me. I have no interest in fighting. What’s the point when my dark magic is superior. That Levi guy though. He keeps challenging me and failing. I thought it was fun and games until I really had to hurt the guy to get the message across. I wasn’t the one that sent them down there, my father was. However, since he isn’t around and simply left me in charge I’m to blame now. Everyone follows my lead for some reason. I don’t know why. The one they should follow is Horus. Now he c