Novel & Cerita Lazarus Supernatural

He quickly ran to his son and touched his head, his cheeks, his arms, and when he was convinced that his son is real and not an apparition, he embraced him tight and said, "Imman...you are really my dear son! What happened to you my son! Don't you know how worried I am? But never have I felt that you have died Imman...I've never lost any hope of seeing you again..." After he was let by his father, Imman told him about how he was found in the ocean unconscious and was revived by the crews of the yacht being owned by the daughter of the realty magnate Schweitzer. He even mentioned to his father that they all lied to him when he woke up. They made him believe that the late Lorraine Schweitzer w

Balthier said gravely, "Promise me you'll stay calm after I tell you everything." "If you're kidding ... You really deserve an Oscar for your acting!" I chirped, but my eyes were a little tense waiting for the words to come out of Balthier's mouth. "You know? A Lycan can live for thousands of years, beasts and demons with powers beyond human reason. A Lycan has an Erasthai, or a life partner who will be with him throughout his life. A companion who will become the same devil. I ... am a Lycan, Balthier De Ville ... Blaze, your lover is my brother and also a Lycan ... And you Laila is the Erasthai of Blaze which means you will become a devil just like us. "

He spoke in a hesitant tone. "What happened to him," I questioned unexpectedly, my gaze fixed on his. Instead of making an apologetic face. He burst out laughing and exclaimed, "I annihilated his soul. Isn't it true that I'm amazing? I can touch objects and destroy someone else's soul. I want to be able to touch you someday." He then gave me a cold chill as he looked at me with his demonic-possessed eyes. As I inadvertently released my thoughts, a sound snapped within my mind,

There was no fear in his eyes; just determination to get what he wants. "There's a place beneath the sea. A prison so fearful that not even the gods can touch it. Buried there is the black flame that'll engulf anyone who comes in contact with it. It is not a power that you can borrow, but a power that eats back, feeding on your soul. You'll surely lose what little light you may have in you." Lucas swallowed. "Show me where." Leviathan leaned closer and peered into his eyes. "This is the place where gods once went to die. You won't just kill Behemoth...You might become his shadow, and you might die in there. Lucas, is this truly what you desire?"

I cried, but life was slowly draining out of me. Just when my eyes were about to close, Aragon showed up. He introduced himself as the god of crossroads and gave me three options for my reborn. I was to choose between the three paths of life for a new life. Getting reborn as Lacy into the Jules family, a poor couple who had just lost their only daughter but didn't know yet that their daughter had died in the room. Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story.

Smoke “What is this?” And soon as I sniff that white mist, I can feel myself losing consciousness. Father? Where am i? why do I feel like I was chained of something? “And tonight we are all gathered for this main event… I all present you, the one and only, Aiden Lazarus!!” That familiar voice… where did I hear that again? and father? What did he do? that old man… Soon as I had the chance to see where I was, there was a blinding light that was directly pointing at me.

Behind them, Joon-ho and Hyun-woo limped closer, both barely holding themselves together. “This isn’t done yet,” Hyun-woo muttered, gripping his sword though his arm shook violently. “He’s still moving.” From the rubble, Lazarus’s broken form writhed, his tendrils thrashing weakly but growing in speed with each lash. His voice rose, layered with fury. “I am eternal. You cannot… destroy me. I will burn this world down until nothing remains but my shadow!” The ground cracked as another surge of dark energy pulsed from his body.

Where he'll even use people for years, just like how Hajime was using him. It was late afternoon, and it was currently raining as Lazarus finished visiting the shrine. He's currently walking down the dark road, going somewhere. A large gate was what met him, and a cold breeze with rain welcomed him as he went inside the cemetery. He easily spotted one of the tombstones where he'd usually stay before completely going home. It was currently raining, and he let the rain soak him. He looked down at Hajime's name carved on the tombstone. "I used two motherfuckers this day," Lazarus nonchalantly said. "Making people a tool isn't that bad, yeah? As long as you benefit, there's nothing wrong with it

"Think about it, Lazarus. How else would Lucian have such intimate knowledge of the intricacies of your tunnels?" Lazarus sighed, unsure of how to respond. "I... I don't know," he admitted. "But all of this seems completely far-fetched. A dragon and a Lycan mated? Time travel? Ezra annihilating your entire species? It's absurd! And even if I were to entertain the idea, how did you acquire the power to travel back in time?" Lucian's eyes gleamed with a hint of pride as he spoke. "Visenya is very special," he explained. "She is the divine progeny of the Sun God and the Moon Goddess, making her the most powerful entity in this world. She is a Phoenix."

She said to her empty room. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer and continued her work only this time she didn’t hear any voice any more. Stella and Aaron. Lara is not just a name, Lara significed evil, death, torture, Pain. Lara was worst than a devil, any demon, any fend, any ghoul. Lara was the worst of them all. She was a diffrent kind of ghoul, She stood in dimlight in the room with paintings, writing her name with black paint on the white board. Every letter she wrote, She wrote it with hatred, She wrote it with anger.