La Muerte X Xibalba Novels & Stories

The attendant led Jon to one of the large comfortable seats and asked him to wait as the master would be with him shortly. Jon was quick to notice the tiled floor and the rich carpet as well as the large paintings that adorned the walls. The geometric patterns on the walls as well as the tessellations on the tiles reminded him of the decorative art of the Alhambra. The artfully placed lamps highlighted the wall decorations and the paintings that featured scenes from ancient mythology and history. He recognized Charon ferrying tormented souls on the River Styx, a battle scene showing soldiers being trampled underfoot by Hannibal's war elephants, and gladiators battling to the death in one of

he said, uncorking two beers. “That's what I wanted to ask you about; I found out that Dr. D's gang is the one that stole my jewelry. I thank you for the beer, but I don't drink at this hour or in these conditions.” I pushed the beer he was offering her away. “You are wrong, Mrs. Ximena; the two beers are for me; I do drink in moments of anguish in the same way as in the good ones; as for the other thing, this is a sharp movie; that man is very dangerous; although I have never seen him, I even thought he was a myth like La Llorona. It seems to me that one day I saw him assassinate an entire army, I couldn't see him well because I ran away; I could only see that he was wearing white gloves. H

“A deal? Well, what if I can offer you something more than that? A game maybe? Or perhaps a play of acting Gods?” Laughing lustfully as he could not contain the thrill and excitement of how insane his world becomes, added by the games that he loved so much. He looks at his right hand as the book is present to his grasp, whispering the title. “Death Reincarnate.” With the bright full moon that is somewhat the witness of everything. He finally releases the lust as he finally calms himself, finding a soft corner where he sits on a chair and perfectly in front of the bright full moon. With the sinister smile that still creeps onto his face, he remembers his reply towards hers.

Micah holds up my hair untill I'm done. Xander increases the fire, making it reach Antonio's stomach level. "X-xander.. just kill him!" I said. I can't watch this anymore. "Yes, Luna!" Xander answers. He stabs his hand into Antonio's chest and rips out his heart.. Antonio's eyes remains wide open until his last breath. His mouth opens wide but no sound came out. Xander throws Antonio's heart into the fire and spit on it. "Now you know the real way to barbeque!"

Edward explained, "but Xavier wanted you alive until he returned." "He's an alpha of the Oak Pack, and he may be powerful, but he won't stand a chance against the pack he went to confront," said Felix, his laughing turning nasty. "They are deadly assassins, and Levine has already died. Xavier may have already died, and the only thing that will return is news of his death." As we listened to Felix's frightening comments, Bella and I exchanged apprehensive glances. Edward's aggravation was palpable as he battled to keep his rage at Felix's taunting in check.

The shadow warriors went into battle with the lycanthropes, fighting hard to stop the beasts from killing the dark angels and wiping out their kind. With a shout of fury, with rage boiling through his bloodstream, Xavier whipped out his shadow weapons and lunged, bringing it down on the lycan that killed Bazaar some minutes ago. The lycan roared and raised his claws to strike the approaching shadow warrior but he wasn't quick enough. The shadow weapon plunged into his head and broke out through his back. The beast fell down dead, blood gushing out from where the shadow weapon had been. Not sparing a glance at the dead lycan, Xavier crawled up to Layla and pulled her lifeless body into his ar

Perhaps even with extra brains, Pablo would not have expected that Solana suddenly decided on that, and Caspian was already running over after killing Jayden. "Don't worry. Unlike Jayden and the others, I'm not interested in women at all." Pablo’s words were obviously implying that he would not spare Solana's life, and he would kill her as soon as possible. Then, Solana snorted and took out her massive ax. "Go to hell! The Fatal Ghostly Chop!" Pablo roared. In a flash, his figure was like a dandelion blown away by the wind, spreading out countless shadows and attacking Solana violently.

The haunted look in Diego's eyes spoke volumes, revealing the depth of his grief and the scars left behind by his tragic past. "Who did this to you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, already dreading the answer. Diego smirked bitterly, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and sorrow. "Your Xavier's father," he replied, his voice filled with venom. "My son, my mate, both taken from me by that monster." The pain in his words was palpable, a raw emotion that cut through the air like a knife. "But the lucky bastard is dead before I could get my hands on him," Diego continued, his fists clenched in anger. "But guess what? I found his son, and I'll make sure he pays for his father's sins

Just before I succumb to the darkness that pulls me, I hear it… “White hair. A gene of the moonblood line. Cursed. Prophecies surround them.” It’s a whisper in a foreign language. But somehow, I understand it. “The rest of them were killed. She’s the last of their kind, she must be killed.” And I succumb to the blackness. I don’t struggle, no, I go willingly. But just before my mind blanks, I make up my mind. When I wake up, I will leave Ashbane pack. I will run, and I will hide.

Max bent back as the bar sailed over him, cutting the air with a sharp sound. Max brought his blade up and nearly cut the man’s lower arm off. He screamed in pain and Max leapt on him and shoved the blade into his chest. Which killed the man instantly and his skin turned black but he did not turn to dust. So he wasn’t of demonic origin, probably vampire or fae. Max started running again, but as he turned a woman was there this time and swung a longer blade that just sliced into his shirt and side.