Lobo Vs Deadpool Novels & Stories

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

" Nova sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Father forced Nicholas'. But my brother kept my mother's word. He defied everyone and allowed his mother to die normally. We witnessed our mother's death right in front of our eyes. That was the last time I saw Nicholas cry. Then he evolved into the man he is today. However, none of us are normal anymore. But he appears to be far too violent and ruthless. His emotions are void and merciless. Cares no one's feelings, life, nothing.”

Pablo replied, gesturing with his eyes. "Then you're my enemy and you need to die." Leo lunged at Pablo, tearing a tendon on his elbow. Each strike was quick and calculated. They fought with an intensity fueled by their own motives – Pablo, seeking to introduce equality in the realm, and Leo, craving dominion over the realm. During the intense fight, Pablo stood back, "I've defeated you before and I will do that again," Pablo growled. Leo smirked arrogantly. "We'll see about that."

She tilted her head, grinning. “Greetings, Than.” The beast’s gaze burned through her, void of mercy. Muscles coiled, claws gleamed. The ground trembled beneath its power. And then it lunged. The war had begun. Not between werewolves. Not between men. But between two forces beyond comprehension. Chaos vs. Death. Heratte vs. Thaneous. Good vs. Evil. And the world would tremble beneath them.

Lucian’s POV I felt soft on the dude, has he taken any likeness to Joan, but it’s been barely a day, the determination in his eyes was fiery with will. I tried to question him but he had already thrown his first blow taking me by surprise, even Alex wouldn't dare pick a one on one with me and he did it, there was something I was missing here. I dodged his second blow then kicked his ass, he fell to the floor immediately his face met with dust but he held onto his sword with great reflex he swung it backward.

I wiped away my tears and picked up the phone from the ground, my hands trembling. The woman’s face reflected clearly on the screen. Every feature was identical to mine, even the small tear-shaped mole at the corner of her eye. The only difference was her gaze. Cold. Violent. The whites of her eyes nearly swallowed her pupils whole. Anyone who saw that would think "monster". My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the floor. My heart sank to the very bottom.

Zeeb asked, ceasing whatever he was drawing. “Hassan has strength, and our little Omega has less strength than the average werewolf, so they should be level in that field. Her opponent doesn’t know that, so perhaps another advantage you’ll have is the element of surprise.” “I want to go for a run,” Lobo suddenly said, fidgety. “I hate staying in this room.” Marcel returned to reading his book. “Patience Lobo. We’ll be out of here soon enough to cheer for our champion.”

The old carvings beneath the chamber began glowing brighter, reaching toward Bardolph’s wound with hungry red light. I stepped between Bardolph and the altar’s pull, careful not to let my own skin touch the bleeding stone beneath us. “You want Blackfang blood?” I called to Lobo, letting every parent, servant, and warrior hear the contempt inside my voice. “Then look at the blood you are spilling from the man who still refuses to kill the pack that betrayed him.” The freed warriors lifted their heads. Some still trembled from the ring’s command. Some wept openly. Some stared at Lobo with horror, finally stronger than fear.

I put up a poker face. “Okay, okay! I’m sorry. I won’t do it again,” He reassured. My headache increases because of this guy. He’s really no match with Doom even that so-like-grim-reaper also makes me confuse on everything he does. Wait, why am I even comparing them? They are different people so comparing them does not make sense. Seriously, Lily? Primo walked beside me. “Do you have something you need to do after class?” I shook my head.

“Lobo.” I study the man in front of me. I have heard his name before. On the battlefield, he was ruthless, leaving none alive. My Gamma, Warren, thought Lobo had gone too far, but I couldn’t have disagreed more. Any warrior willing to fight that way in the name of his Queen deserves a reward. “Lobo, how would you like a promotion?” His eyes widen. “You can’t be serious. You don’t know me.”