Kung Lao Revenant Novels & Stories

A baritone as deep as a lazy growl, yet it was light enough to make her feel this giddy and awkward. "So, black then?” Carl, with his trademark chubby cheeks replied. “Not quite” the man with the beautiful voice spoke again, “Could you do something else, anything other than the regular sweeteners and stuff?” Relax Rebekah! "Good Lord" she exhaled. The nausea she felt in her stomach could easily be mistaken for butterflies, but she knew better - or so she hoped. “You really have to decide, Sir.” Carl replied coolly, “Unless you'd have whatever I whip up for you. No rejects, no refunds.”

Maren said, waving her hand, "I noticed you got back early. Is everything okay then ?" "Yeah. The gong sent the revenants back to the other side, but we've got a couple of injured warriors. They are being treated as we speak." Maren nodded gravely, "War always has casualties. Ours isn't the exception it seems." I said nothing, and she quietly went back to reading her book. "I decided to search some of my old books, to see what I could find about revenants. As all these strange magical activities are, this one requires a lot of dark magic. It takes an entire coven."

And those cold gray eyes locked right on me. I didn’t stop. Didn’t blink. Just walked straight to him, like I wasn’t scared of a damn thing. “Good morning, Lion Dickhead,” I said sweetly, like sugar coated in poison. His lips twitched, almost a smile. Bastard. “Team,” he said, ignoring my insult. “Meet The Revenant. The ghost that makes grown men cry. The reason half of Mexico sleeps with a gun under their pillow.” All eyes turned to me. I saw it right away, the doubt in their faces shifting to realization. Then fear. Good.

“Go on—hit me right here! I’m carrying the Rembrandts’ legitimate heir. “If you’ve got the guts, then hit me!”

It hurts, so fucking much and I was surprised that I didn't faint. “The child's aura is fusing with yours” Ardan said, “If we don't seal it by the next full moon, it might rupture or merge together forever” Ardan left us, gone for a few minutes only to come back with a suppressant elixir. “That's?” Maverick asked. “Glassveil Brew. It's what you need” he said, and my gaze lingered on the item. “We need bloodroot and shadowstem, but those are hard to get,” he added.