Lord Marksman And Vanadis Light Novel Novels & Stories

Marisse picked the call and put it on speaker. "There had better be an apocalypse." Said Marisse. "This is bad." Van said. "This is very bad. Is Raya there?!" I can't explain it, the way my stomach tightened with dread, the way my throat closed up. I don't remember walking to Marisse's side. The horror in Van's voice held a hot rod to my gut and was twisting it again and again. My chest was heavy, my breathing forced and I didn't even know what the news was yet. Deep down, I may have known.

Victoria The battle that followed was swift but decisive. Leo's forces, combined with the alliance packs and my plant guardians, overwhelmed Marcus's remaining mercenaries within minutes. The corrupted trees that had once served as his sentries crumbled to dust the moment my power severed their connection to his dark magic. When the dust settled, Marcus Grimwood knelt in chains forged from silver and moonstone—bonds that would hold even an Alpha. His artificial eye had been permanently destroyed by my power surge, leaving him looking old and broken, stripped of the malevolent presence that had made him so terrifying.

Vanora still did not feel confident but she did feel less pressured by the time. Vlad raised his arms between the both of them so that they could both admire the hellfire. "Besides, I feel kind of reluctant to be apart from it. It's something you created after all. It's like having a part of you stuck to me. I like that. Also, do you know? It would even reflect your character. Look at it. Still burning. Bright and strong. Persistent and persevering." He shifted his gaze to look directly at Vanora. "What a beauty." Vanora felt uncomfortable heat rising up her face so she broke the eye contact and stared at the ground to rub her nose with the back of her index finger. /The second male lead of

And now, Reed was Deputy Governor Campbell, someone who wouldn't bother with such a thing, powerful and untouchable. But we'll see about that. I have nothing else to live for. I care no more if there was a God, nor did I care for his heaven or his hell. Here is all I know, right now is all I have. And I would have my revenge. _ Manon’s Pov My hair fell around me, a blonde waterfall as the barber shaved it off, noisily chewing gum in a way that was driving me crazy. But I didn't say anything, because this place was cheap, fast, took cash and most importantly, wouldn't remember me. They had much more pressing things in their dark, depressing days.

"Your heart is a reactor. Infinite mana. With it, I will be a God. I will rule Solara forever." "You don't want to save the world," Vespera realized. "You want to battery-farm it." "I am the Hero!" Lysander shouted. "I take what I deserve!" He raised his sword. The white light intensified, becoming a searing laser focused directly on Vespera’s chest. " Holy Smite!" Lysander screamed. Vespera raised her hand to cast a shield, but she knew she was too slow. The light was blinding. She braced for the impact.

The silent language of the bond took over completely, turning the two of us into a single, terrifying engine of destruction. Every time a Vanguard soldier tried to flank Dominic, the phantom memory of the threat flashed in my own muscles. I would turn, dropping a dark gravity well at the soldier's feet to pin him, while Dominic reappeared behind him with a blinding burst of speed, driving his blackened hand through their armor. When a sniper on the upper catwalk targeted my head, Dominic didn't even look up; he simply threw his arm backward, a lance of violet lightning arcing from his palm to detonate the entire upper platform.

She was watching me the way she watched me when she thought she'd caught something. Piper's voice dropped, like she'd just thought of the most dangerous thing in the world. "Mira." She grinned. "He can't be one of the vampires, is he?" And that was the exact moment the door opened. The room went dead silent. The vampires entered. Damon Voss walked in first. He was tall, almost a full head taller than an Alpha son like Jason. His skin was pale but luminous, like porcelain catching the light, and his dark hair fell just enough across his forehead to look effortless. With his high and precise cheekbones, a strong jaw and a broad shoulder and chest, his presence made the air around him feel heav

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

Caspian still laid there, but Steve's body in the ravine was gone! "Sh*t!" Kendrick reacted immediately, and he thought, "something's up! The guy pretended to be dead, and he wanted to sneak an attack! The Light Shattering Shadow Sword was a weapon bestowed by Master Valdis, and it's considered a magic weapon too as it's a second-grade spiritual tool. I've killed countless enemies for myself, for my teacher, and for my sect with this magic too!"