La Muerte X Xibalba Novels & Stories

Cortez slammed his hand smashing the table into two. "Patience Cortez, we'll soon have them in our grasp. First we'll get that abomination Isabella locked in a cage and have her do whatever we please and then we'll kill that Xavier. By then hopefully we'll have a trap for Prince Salvatore and he'll be able to bend at our will and make us immortal." Luna continued evilly.

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"

"You're okay, I guess." The rest of the ride was quiet. When the car stopped, I stormed out. After I slammed the door, I heard him call my name. I turned, confused, and saw Daniel's face half-hidden in the shadows. He spoke softly. "The truth is, it wasn't Jeffrey who comforted you back then. It was me. Jeffrey poisoned Bobby and killed him." I felt like I had been hit by lightning and just stared at him. "Why should I believe you?" "The white frangipani flower, remember?"

Xavier says, pulling his sleeves up with bloody hands. Mark puts his hand on my shoulder as Xavier walks upstairs. "That's el gobernante de la muerte {the ruler of death} in him, or Baladan. It means the son of death, it's like his alter ego. He gets like that when he gets really angry and he only speaks Spanish. That's how you know he's super pissed, he gets it from both his parents." he explains. "Thanks," I say. "I'll try and get through to him."

I’m in the council chamber in under thirty seconds, still in his T-shirt and panic. The others are already there. Seras’s armor is half-on, sunrise flickering like a broken neon sign. Lucian’s wings are mantled so hard the air burns. Rowan’s grimoire is bleeding ink. Kayo’s tails are lashing hard enough to cut glass. Nerida’s tentacles are black holes, swallowing light. Kael Stormrider is the one who says it out loud. Kael (voice flat, lethal): “Xibalba. Death-lord faction.

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

“I didn't ask to know either. I didn't know that you didn't know dammit. A few step forward in his direction with looks of anger on their faces as Julia and I step toward him. The conversation quickly ends however when Maximus pops back into the room with a box. He sits the box on top of Xander’s desk as we all walk over to take a look. The vials inside of it glow in an oddly white shade as Morbius drags Adam over. “Is This the box? Is this all of it?” he asked him. Adam nods his head quickly and Morbius releases him as Xander picks up one of the vials to study it. We all look at the box in trepidation knowing what it is. This is the only way that has ever been invented to kill one of us. Th

Especially after what they did to Xavier. When he was punished with death, I wasn't surprised. When we received his body, I was pretty surprised to see his face. It looked like hamburger with eyes and teeth. The sight made Dina puke, which made me smile. I laughed my ass off when she felt his death. Max told me they knew she was Dina's mate. That's what happens when you attempt to murder a Luna.

They’re the slow and rhythmical movements of the Umballici, an entire school of them bobbing above their owners; every balloon connected to a human like a vertical, translucent shadow. {You… are… a… mistake, Janet Buenviaje,} Death enunciates the words with pursing movements of his normally static lips and a mad twinkle through the eyeholes of his beak doctor mask which he, apparently, never takes off. I’m trembling not out of anger at all the lies coming out of the reaper’s mouth but from fear of the words that I know deep down to be true. Every mortal owns an Umballicus except me. I remain silent for a long time. Then I whisper, “You’re wrong.”

She sends flaming balls to the Reapers and the monsters halted, shrieking. Serra breathed in surprise. A fire Badblood. The most powerful elemental, she remembered Maria said. They're powerful since the Reapers are afraid of the fire. They're next to the Inkurs but not quite since the Inkurs can kill the Reapers and other Badbloods cannot. Reapers are dimensional creatures and the power that can kill them must also be dimensional. Dozen of Reaper were in front of Leni now, their scarlet eyes were fixed on her with a deathly gaze, but Leni gave back the gaze to the monsters like she's challenging them. She grinned.