Invincible Characters Viltrumites Novels & Stories

“Now that’s funny. If Valtor heard any of this, he’d agree with us outright. You know he only thinks with logic. The only thing he’d be annoyed about is Winter getting emotional over something so factual like this.” “Exactly.” Lilith’s gaze slides back to me, cold and assessing. “And before you start imagining we’re just trying to scare you, let me remind you of who I am. I’m the one King Valtor ran to right after his mate died. He begged me to destroy his instinct to ever mate again. You know how dangerous that ritual is, especially for someone in his position. It could’ve stripped him of half his power…” I say nothing, and Lilith continues,

Time slowed. She raised her hands, and a burst of silver fire erupted from her skin, slamming into the beast’s chest. Virelith screeched and flew backward, crashing into the stone wall. The others moved, weapons flashing. Damien threw a dagger that lodged in the creature’s shoulder. Caleb and Kendall flanked him while Maera began a binding chant. But Virelith was already regenerating, its flesh knitting back together. “You cannot kill what is not truly alive,” it hissed.

They were engineered to ignore pain and fight past death. "Killian, toss it!" I yelled, stepping forward. Killian roared, ripping the thrashing monster off his neck and hurling it fifty feet away. It slammed into another Gloom-Stalker that was emerging, the force crushing several of their chitinous legs. Five more emerged from the fog, converging on us. "They are immune to physical force, my Queen!" Valerius shouted, scrambling backward, his face pale with dread. "They have no internal organs to crush! You have to destroy the core!"

The touch sent shivers down my spine. "Do you know what I see when I look at you, Aurelia?" I couldn't speak. "I see the strongest person I've ever met." His eyes burned into mine. "You were humiliated, rejected, abandoned. Instead of breaking, you became this." His other hand gestured at me. "Luna Ghost. Undefeated. Untouchable. Powerful enough to make even me take notice." "Valtherion." "Silvermere Pack is blind. Darian Blackmere is a fool."

"And I am not the Monster! I am the BRIDGE!" The Primal Spindle didn't just break; it Resonated. The necrotic violet light of the vault was swallowed by the Resonant Marrow of a woman who was no longer afraid of her own hunger. Valerius Prime was thrown back, his bone-throne shattering into a billion shards of prehistoric dust. The magnetite vault began to Incorporate the Wild.

Vulcan prompted in agitation, sensing danger. "Hide, princess," he hollered and jumped towards her to protect her but it was too late. A blade-like object had already wounded her arm. She grunted in pain and doubled over. Warm red blood oozed from the cut. Azriel held her instantly. Another blade-like object dashed spinning towards them from another direction but before it could touch her, he grabbed it in his hand. Fury roared through him. Many strange-looking creatures trickled in from different directions. They were small in size but the deadly blades covering their body made them look lethal. Dustin held Sienna and in the next moment, Vulcan tore through Azriel with the intention of slau

He tried to attack but Adiyan’s protective shield covered us and Vildus was propelled back. Both Zilver and I watched Adiyan with a mixture of surprise and reverence. No one’s shield could hold Vildus back and yet he did the unthinkable. A cocky smile covered Adiyan’s face as he challenged Vildus. The latter was not deterred. Vildus straightened up and elegantly moved his hands against his clothes as if rubbing off dust. The charred pieces fell off as his body began to heal, a devilish grin descended on that face I hated.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

I scanned the battle playing out in front of me. "Dario," Valerian said while he checked the battlefield again. "These are not the regular weaklings he had in his alliance," he pointed at one of the dead invaders on the ground. "This man is an Ilyamdian, they are fierce fighters, almost comparable to us." "That is new, how come we didn't know this." I was still speaking when different runners came to report to Valerian about the fighting they were having. "Do you see that?" "See what?" Valerian asked just as the last runner left him.

he snapped back, “It's my turn to save you.” “You don't think you can fight me, do you?” Lucifer asked, smiling in satisfaction, “You are so weak, you don't have your powers here, and you are injured.” “I'd rather die trying,” Othello retorted, “You'll have to pass through me first.” “Us too!” A voice echoed out. I turned around in shock. There, Arwan, Melonie, Arlo, Clara, Alpha Vargus, Queen Manon, and Lavanya stood wounded but fearless.