Imperial Bastion Warhammer 40k Mga Nobela at Kwento

I slid my shrunk broom into my pocket and walked into the base of the organization I worked with before. It was not a normal organization. They call themselves ‘the guardians underworld’. Hypocrite people think they save the work but don’t work for free. They were composed of Vampires, witches, werewolves, and also human hunters. “Is that you, Z?” I turned and saw Tim with his usual bald self and caramel skin. “I want to have a word with the boss.” He looked tensed when I said that. “Where is he?” He pointed to his office, and I went straight there.

I watch as they nod and close the blinds before leaving. I hate having guards. I know I need them. If I die, no one is left to take over, and everyone will be fighting to be that top person. The police will start to gain back control, and then everything will change. No one thinks of that, though. They see it as once I am gone, they can rule, but to rule, they need my estate, to own this city. Without that, they are nothing, and the police will throw them away. Without the immunity I give them, they would be locked up.

- "There are a lot of them, but the most famous is the Banshee Lake, also known as the Lamentation Lake. To help you get your bearings, I will show you a map of the Empire. Here in the center is the Kingdom of Midona with the capital of the Empire, Thetia, at its heart. You must notice the kingdom is surrounded by a mountain range: the Chain of 300, a disturbing name isn't it. Between 1500 and 1600, the Empire was invaded without anyone expecting it. The invaders destroyed everything in their path and forced their way into towns and villages, but they never managed to reach the center of the kingdom because of this mountain range.Thinking they were dealing with some form of witchcraft or oth

They roared to life, unleashing purple and black lightning in the sky. Onyx's eyes went wide at the sight of them. He never knew the rumors of Scarlet having dragons to be true because few people have seen them or live to tell the tale if they did. It was the same with her chains from hell. He smiled to himself, glad that the others were fighting his fight for him because he really wouldn't, and couldn't, go up against her. Impetum let out purple lightning at a line of witches, while defencitum trampled a few rogue wolves.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

The subterranean citadel was cold, its walls damp with the weight of forgotten wars. Ash Ravenspine stood in the center of the arena, his bare feet echoing on the stone floor as he lifted his arms to the ceiling. His body was a map of scars, each one a testament to the empire's relentless training. Every day, he erased his identity—carving fresh lines into his skin, molding his body into a weapon as sharp as his mind.

The grand throne hall of Lupis Imperium glittered with a thousand golden chandeliers, their light reflecting off polished marble and tapestries that told tales of past triumphs. The air was thick with anticipation as the council gathered, the murmurs of noble houses echoing off the stone walls. Kael Stormfang, the Alpha Prince of the empire, stood at the head of the room, his face impassive, his eyes unreadable.

Those grey eyes have turned into molten, flaming glowing orbs. He opens his palm and glances down at the bullet he caught. Three more blasts release. One from me and the others from the Alphas. But like a blur, Jack is gone. A sudden chill rises behind me. I react quickly. The tree beside me explodes under Jack’s fist, splitting in half. I land several feet away. This bastard is stronger than I thought. “It seems I underestimated you, Alpha,” Jack straightens and glances over his shoulder, dust swirling in the air between us. “You are as they say. The unbeatable immortal Alpha.”