Kresley Cole Immortals After Dark 18 Deutsch Novels & Stories

But just as Seraphina was about to deliver the final blow, a surge of energy erupted from Cole's body, a blinding light that pushed back against the darkness. He gasped, his eyes snapping open, his body trembling with power. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins, a force that was both familiar and alien. He realized that the dagger in his back had not weakened him, but had awakened something within him, something that had been dormant for centuries. The dark fluid on the dagger was not poison, but a catalyst, a key that had unlocked his true potential. He was not merely a Shadow Keeper, but something more, something greater. He was the embodiment of shadow and light, the balan

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

she broke down in tears. “Alpha Axel's only intentions were just to keep you safe”. Alpha Cole defended Alpha Axel, his eyes still fixed in the pit. “But I think you should tell her now” he spat into the pit as he got up, locking eyes with Alpha Axel. “Athena's back and she is in league with Ardolf, a black witch and a deadly vampire” Alpha Axel explained. “Vampire?” Rachel's mouth fell open in disbelief. “I just killed part of his coven members, Stephen is Alpha Cole's criminal, the reason they are here in the first place” Alpha Axel explained.

Saint-Three Months Later I watched Cole Van Helsing climb out of the Blackhawk helicopter, shield- ing his eyes as he moved toward me, shaking the snow from his heavy coat. Tat- tooed fingers righted the collar of his jacket, and he smiled upon seeing me. "Van Helsing," 1 announced, running my eyes over the tattoo that covered his brow and his temple to vanish into his hairline. "Kingsley, pleasure as always," Cole said in a heavily accented tone that most women would fawn over. "You are causing quite the issue for us. I hope your mate is worth it," he concluded, nodding at the other helicopters that were coming in as Cole's took off to refuel.

He had answered every question but knew very little, especially about specific locations, so he couldn’t disclose beyond what he knew. "Of course, I’m very dissatisfied," Adrian insisted, shaking his head. "So, I haven't broken my word. Now, you can rest in peace. I’ll send Mr. Keane to hell too to keep you company later." "Heh, you plan to kill Mr. Keane?" The sinister man began to mock Adrian. "For a level-eight immortal, a supreme level-nine immortal is already out of reach, let alone a dark immortal." "And what if they are dark immortals?" Adrian was undaunted.

Inches from her the angel let out a bone-chilling scream which immediately summoned a tempest of wicked, barbed fire arrows that soared from the gloomy dark skies into the battlefield, they ssizzledizzledizzled before hitting their targets, killing Augustine's men in an instant. Mountains of magma-red blood sprayed into the air, It was butchery, almost like a scene out of one's worst nightmare At lightning speed before Augustine could react Ciara stretched her left hand towards Augustine's face blasting him with a light beam that sent him flying, and crashing against the ground. "You still lack the power to stop me, King Augustine Van Helsing," She said with a triumphant smirk moving towards

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The archangel wore a pair of black jeans, black boots, and a plain black t-shirt along with a silver pendant around his neck, the mark of his office. Zadkiel could never pass for human and that was mostly due to his face. He was handsome enough, in a way that would make any woman swoon but there was something alien to his beauty. He had stony eyes with red pupils; milk-white hair growing past his shoulders and full lips that would have looked sensuous on any other person. Looking at his face felt like gazing into the abyss or the venomous maw of a serpent. His cold gaze exuded death; even other reapers could feel the heavy darkness that lay behind his crimson eyes. Lisa wished she could sink

she paused looking to George for support. “You are to reject Alpha Ben and pledge to stay here as a omega for the rest of your life, otherwise Alpha Isaac will order him and you to be sentenced to death.” Maya’s eyes fell to the ground as she avoided my questioning glare. There was an awkward silence for a few moments. “I will do it, on the condition that I can at least see my mate to say goodbye.” I wept. How could the moon goddess allow this to happen to me? I can’t stand this. My mate was going to die either way. If I fulfilled my own alphas wishes and rejected Ben, then he would be misreable without me by his side. Alpha Isaac would kill him and destroy his pack if I didn’t do what he wa

Something I’d almost forgotten in my stone prison back in Georgia. “Is it true?” My hand tightens around his. He doesn’t look at me again. “Is what true?” “That Wyres…lose themselves on the full moon. That the beast takes over?” My eyes trail along his neck as he swallows, his fingers falling away from mine. “It is.” He turns to me then, our gazes locking. “Does that scare you?” “I—” I don’t know. I should say yes. Anyone else would. But standing here, with him, I’m not so sure.