Lord Danzo Novels & Stories

one of the elders snapped. “It’s a new era, old man. My game, my rules.” These were the elders who were loyal to Leo. They would rather die than join hands with me. And I would be so grateful to carry out their wish. “There are procedures to the Throne. Alpha Leonardo is still alive. And he is the authority,” Another stupid old man spoke.

One of the older lords called out, “Then who will lead us now? We need a new leader who isn’t as deceitful and spoiled as these ones.” The room quieted instantly. Expectant. Dante looked like he couldn’t believe this was happening to him. Everyone was losing respect for him within the blink of an eye. Jericho gave a single nod, stepping back just enough to gesture toward the man beside him—my father. “John Carter is now the top lord of the Los Alamos province,” he declared. “This appointment comes directly from Lord Santiago. Any rule he establishes is to be honored by every lord present.” Every lord, including me, stared at my father as he walked forward. I almost couldn’t believe my ears.

He was the Eastern Warzone Master, Gaia Amatsu. The one on the right was a gentleman that looked elegant, but each move he made screamed viciousness and brutality. He was the Central Warzone Master, Baron Von Doom. “Andrius Moonshade! How audacious of you!” “Andrius Moonshade! What do you think you are doing!?” The two of them roared like dragons as they stopped Andrius. Kabaam! The two of them jumped in front of the Emperor to block Andrius’ sudden attack. Both of them glared at Andrius fiercely.

Landon smirked mischievously and walked closer to Balthazar. "I was blessed by the mighty dragon the day I was born. But your filthy heart could never get that. It was for me. The born king of Mountainia. Not some outsider who jumped in and tried to take everything away from us. I was the blood of the mighty dragon. He was my ancestor. And I fucking swear that I will make you pay for everything you have done by now." Landon roared at him loudly and Balthazar stepped back. Of course Balthazar was well trained. But he was just a mere mortal. But he never knew that Landon was able to shift that easily. He was told that Landon was helpless.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

Caspian muttered. Lastly, there was one sorcerer who drew my attention the most. My eyes locked onto the sketch of Dorian. My heart began to pound erratically. The line of the jaw, the cold yet oddly familiar gaze. I felt as though I had seen this person somewhere before. Not in a nightmare but in real life. “Who is this last one?” I asked, my voice trembling. “His name is Dorian, the Blood Architect. He’s the one who designs the ritual seals and ensures the flow of energy from the sacrifice reaches Vane,” Niobe replied briefly.

shouted he angrily to the landlord. “My lord, it is Chôbei, the chief of the Otokodate,” answered the man, trembling. Jiurozayémon at once suspected that Chôbei was doing this to insult him; so he sat down by the side of the sleeping man, and lighting his pipe began to smoke. When he had finished his pipe, he emptied the burning ashes into Chôbei's navel; but Chôbei, patiently bearing the pain, still feigned sleep. Ten times did Jiurozayémon fill his pipe, and ten times he shook out the burning ashes on to Chôbei's navel; but he neither stirred nor spoke. Then Jiurozayémon, astonished at his fortitude, shook him, and roused him, saying-

“Thank you all for being here to honor the spirit of Dina Tod. With the Moon Goddess’s blessing, her body lies here, but her spirit will continue on in peace and harmony with the universe. Ryuu asked to say a few words before we call out to The Goddess Selene.” “I first meet Dina-chan, she young and new to world. Everything happy. Dina no see bad. Ever. That how she live. Happy but… lonely. I old dragon. Everything angry. She special in my heart. She show me happy again. We go to Japan. I teach her Shinto. Fox important to Shinto. Dina-chan important to me. I pray Inari Ōkami find my Dina-chan. I pray he help her be happy with rest of foxes. Help her be not lonely.” The ancient dragon hangs

I had never been one to back down from a fight, especially when that fight had my pride at stake. “You’re a bold one, I see,” he said,, “but today, I won't punish your insolent curiosity. I will answer you. I am Alpha Adonis Damon, the first of my name and the ruler of the entire Reborn clan.” I nodded, because I had nothing else to say. Judging from how he had introduced himself, it was evident that he took his position very seriously and I was supposed to be impressed. But I was not. I chuckled when he looked disappointed that I did not look moved by his introduction, and his eyes turned darker.