Justice League Dark Apokolips War Death Novels & Stories

All three of us surrounded Leo. He looked from one to the other—bloodied, cornered, still smiling. “You think this ends with me?” he rasped. “You’ve only delayed the war.” Zarek stepped forward. “Then let it come.” And drove his claws through Leo’s chest. Leo gasped—sharp, broken. His body crumpled. The light in his pale eyes flickered. Faded. Gone. The cave went still. I shifted back, falling to my knees. Blood smeared across my skin. My hands. My soul.

Marco says, he’s right, everyone is tired. “Not this time Marco, I promised Devil her revenge, this time we’ll win, I assure you, not this time” I say promising him the win, I promised my girls. “They’ve hurt Devil Nikolai, things aren’t going well here” he says, he’s right but things are going to change now. “I know Marco, just tell them to trust me, I’m their boss, believe in me, this time would be the end, one final stand in this war” I say, this would be the end of the war, if we could kill their leader, we’ll be good to go.

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.

He didn't seem to hear my footsteps but then he turned around. "Jenna!" "Father," I hugged him. "Are we going to war again?" "We've been doing it all our lives, because it's our job. I'm sure everything will be fine. You're a brave girl Jenna, and you always will be." But in the battle three years ago we almost lost everything. I don't know how I would have fared if Alden hadn't been there." "You're right. But that battle wasn't the end. They will take revenge and continue to try to rule this world with their evil power!"

Whatever that was, I felt the urge to stay until the end. Likabutan smirked in mixed emotions before slowly releasing his divine powers and did a fighting mode stance. “You disappoint me, God of Death! I didn’t mind dying for my brother back then, but I am utterly disturbed by the fact that you are this selfish. You saw what Libulan went through for your sake and you dare want to do exactly the same thing to him now?” “You will never understand…” I heard Sidapa murmur to himself. The smoke around him grew larger and darker. The clouds above us turned gray and the skies rumbled. An all out war was brewing. And I felt a malicious killing intent from the man.

Agape smiled as if saying it was the end of me. I shook my head. "That's just a hypothetical situation. Because none of us know the dark lord. All we know is that he's buried underground. That's why I can't help asking that question." I answered calmly but my whole being inside my head is in a mess. "She's just being curious, Amoroso," Elijah said coldly while boring a look at the male fairy.

This was Sinners, where werewolves came to lose all inhibitions. "Fuck!" I cursed, my heart pounding loudly as I tasted real fear. A male's hand grabbed my waist and I flinched away. Someone cupped my ass and squeezed and I cried out in outrage. "Get the fuck away from me!" Suddenly, I felt a dark looming presence rise up behind me and all the eager werewolves froze. A huge jacket slid over my shoulders, smelling of leather and sandalwood and money. "You heard her." The dark, smokey voice said softly, daring any of the men to challenge him. To my surprise, they raised their hands and backed off hastily. That voice was so familiar... I spun around and gaped at the rude, handsome stranger.

I stepped forward, letting the fire illuminate me as if I were a god descending from smoke. “I am your leader now,” I said, my voice cutting through the noise like a knife through skin. “And I will lead you into vengeance, into justice. Our enemy, our true enemy is Lucian Drake, the immortal!” Murmurs rippled. “It was he who poisoned Jadel’s mind,” I continued. “It was he who manipulated him into murdering our own Rufus. A rebellion without direction is suicide but with purpose, it becomes war. We will give it purpose.”

The truck sped across the muddy beaten path full of tire tracks from other vehicles. Lukas stared at the bright sky. Even if it was morning, the fact that the things they fight in the shadows existed made the world a dark one that no sunrise could ever illuminate. Back when he was living in ignorance, everything was colorful but when he was pulled into a battlezone where incarnated nightmares are the belligerents, everything just becomes black and white. And he thought that the Moro rebellion was dark enough. This conflict, simply known in the documents as the Shadow War, had made him see everything.