Lord Of Darkness Undertaker Novels & Stories

Both of them travel to their first destination, a breakpoint that has a white blood-covered tent. This selected breakpoint is home to the one called Butcher. Both a name was given to him and an occupation that the dark elf is a master in. Inside this tent is a worn and torn table right in the middle and behind him are metal racks of shelves. In these storage spaces are glass jars that have organs inside them. These are wolf parts. There are countless jars on the rack with hearts, lungs, and other vital parts to make the mammal tick and live. A dark elf stumbles his way inside the tent. He wears the uniform armor that most of Malakai’s army has on, the scout metal suit though he does not have

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

“L-Lightning Tiger is a gangster boss in the underworld. He has a bunch of experts working for him. He even monopolized the entire funeral industry of the city, so we were forced to take orders from him. The Undertaker. It was the title that Lilyrose gave him because he was involved whenever people died. Whenever someone died, Lightning Tiger’s men would show up in the shortest amount of time and offer to help with the funeral and wake service. It might seem like good service but there was actually a hefty price to pay.

Zoire stood before the ancient paintings on the wall ,she took a deep breath and turn to Darl. "Twenty years ago,in the ages of Darkness,the Dark lord ruled this world.You might wondering who the Dark lord is.The Dark lord is a woman,a very beautiful woman at that.But do not underestimate her,she have the strey of man.She is half woman,half man and half demon.The Cloud City then,served as a refugee camp and a resistance against the Dark lord,Death lord and his armies.The great Flerod led the resistance against the Dark lord, when Death lord her general had been defeated.Great was the power of the Flerod,but as powerful as he was,he couldn't defeat the Dark lord.He managed to to seal her bet

"You know you're actually sweating.Just forgive him and go back to calling him Vador." "And why? I'm just an assistant," She frowned. "He's really comfortable around you" Vador was still in the study when Aleister brought news to him concerning the dark witches. "This letter came for you Vador," Aleister said dropping the letter on the table. "What does it say?" Vador asked looking up. "The dark witches have been killing the pure blooded in the east. The letter is from lord Jack,he needs more protector," Aleister replied. "I wonder why the dark witches keep coming back "Vador licked his lips.

"Back then, even the Watchers dared not speak his name. She is not just a killer... she is a punishment." "She is more than that," the black-robed figure whispered, his voice turning almost ecstatic. "He is the first shadow, a form of pure darkness before there was light. He saw... and he waited. And now, she is hungry." Then from the hole, a claw emerged. Long, black as metal baked in the darkness, with joints that bent improperly. The claws dug into the edge of the altar, leaving cracks as the creature began to pull itself out.

the young man extended his hand out to me, a ghost of a smile spreading over his lips, showing his white teeth. I shook his hand with a polite smile, but it soon faded with his next words, “I’m Dominic, an assassin. You know, destroying lives, one person at a time.” The look on my face must have given my thoughts away, I was horrified. An assassin? My hand fell slowly back toward my lap, trying not to look too alarmed at his words. He introduced himself as if that was every day’s job. “What did you do now?” Xander ran a hand through his hair, cranking his neck a bit to look at the man behind him as I crouched more down on my seat.

Zark sighed in relief—thank goodness the undertaker talked too much as villains always did, and he bought enough time for Frank to return, or he would really be killed! On the other hand, Janice was worried for Frank. After all, the undertaker was formidable… At the very least, he wielded otherworldly techniques like Frank. It was such a new, remarkable experience for Janice that she was really worried Frank would screw this up. The undertaker appeared visibly excited. "So, you're Lugh Frankton, the chief of Mystic Sky Guild? Finally showing up, I see… And here I thought you'd be fleeing after hearing that I'm coming for you."

But what I found waiting for me at the gate wasn't half as bad as I thought. Three men stood at the gate, covered from head to toe in a black material I had never seen before. There was a dull sheen to the armour, almost opalescent. A small dragon was embroidered onto the breast of the armour. Only indication that these men were trained killers and not just any men sent by their king. Word had started spreading amongst the Loyalists a few years ago that the Draco Venandi had risen once more. Father had said he would handle them when the time came. Preparations on behalf of Elliana and her safety had been made anyway. I was a princess, but the only humans who knew were the Loyalists and Hadeo

The place seemed as grandiose as he had heard and immediately all he could think was, what am I even doing here? The only thing he had ever truly heard about this specific club was that it was one where drug lords, gangsters, and some of the most powerful people in the city enjoyed congregating. It wasn't a place someone like himself should even be stepping foot in. "Ready to go in?" David asked stepping from behind Asher and giving a long whistle. Nodding Asher and David made their way to the waiting bouncer and presented their ID'S. Satisfied that they were the real deal the bouncer stepped aside and motioned for the two men to enter.