Lord Of Despair Novels & Stories

“Who were they?” His voice was cold and it sent chill across the room, causing the hairs on their bodies to stand. King Duras trembled, although he had heard about the Lord of Astaroth; a ruthless ruler and a devil-human hybrid, he had thought that the rumors exaggerated the claims but only now did he see that, they were not at all exaggerated, on the other hand, they were underrated, he had never before seen anything like this. But Ryder faced his queen, Lynorr. He had no business with the frail and undeserving King of Rocheveron, the old man was much to spinless to be involved in this but he knew that the queen and her commander lover were behind all of this so he faced her alone.

a Lycan. He tilted my chin up with his claw. “My little wolf wants dessert from me?” His voice was impossibly deep and sexy, making my breath catch. His Lycan’s name...was the Dread Lord. His Lycan was the Dread Lord. The corner of his lips curled into a dark smile as he lifted one of my legs under the water, slowly entering me. My lips parted in a soft gasp as he whispered in my ear, “Time for dessert.”

“ Jerk “ —————————————————————— Cladded in a black suit, looking devilishly handsome, he walked out of the private jet like he was a ruler taking a walk on his territory and indeed he was, After all, he was the ruler of the Entire New York City. His black hairs were perfectly sleeked back. His beautiful black orbs shone just like a wolf in the night. His straight perfect nose, his sharp jawline, and his heavy muscular figure made him stand out from all other men. He looked so dangerous. Everyone looked at their lord before standing straight in like, ready to greet their lord. People feared him and it made his eyes glow with pride and a smile of satisfaction appear on his lips. He loved the f

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

“Another attempt and I will end you,” I hissed in his ear, tightening my grip to hear him choke. “WHERE ARE THEY?!” I demanded. He is flailing in my chokehold. His nails are digging into my arm, struggling for freedom and to suck in a breath of air. I loosen my hold just enough so he can speak. “Lord Tenebris,” he chokes. “The north.” I have no clue who this lord is. If he is the one in charge of demons, I can only guess how monstrous of a Lord he might be.

There it is now you can go ha ha ha” “Can you stop being a dick and start working” Babi ordered while giving an eye roll. “whaaat I was joking. Besides I needed this badly if I didn’t replace it tonight I am dead meat by tomorrow. My father will kill me” “Then why did you give money to that stupid boy. All he does is drugs. He has money for everything accept for returning your money” “Come on! It’s not like he wants to do that he is heartbroken right now. He needs something to escape from his own mind. I can’t ask him for my money now.”

Entering the study and seeing familiar faces,Vador smiled. "The lord," They all bowed except Jadis.He responded by nodding. "And why is someone still seated looking annoyed?" Vador asked. Standing up forceful"My lord," she said. "Why are you all here?" "Lady Jadis informed us that a human vampire named Ava is living here," Lord jack replied. Lord over the southern empire and also lady Mary's father,he wanted Vador to marry his daughter but wasn't forceful about it. "That is so against the law dark lord," Lord Matthew replied. He's the human lord in charge of the western empire.

"Hey, how late do you think you'll be? I was gonna try that tantric thing again..." - - - - - You'd been standing outside the License to Liquor for about ten minutes when the uber pulled up front. The arcade bar's logo was a spinoff of an old James Bond photo - you were pretty sure it was Sean Connery - with the 'o' of Liquor as the barrel of his classic pistol.

Bones snapped and reformed. Muscles expanded. Fur erupted across his skin. His wolf was unlike any other. It was massive… towering. Maverick’s fur was a dark obsidian black, almost swallowing the light around him. His presence alone carried dominance and authority, pressing down on everything in its path. His glowing, ice-cold eyes burned with a ruthless hunger for blood. As Maverick landed heavily on the ground, without hesitation, he lunged forward and slammed into the nearest rogue, his claws striking across its face with brutal force.

"And you think I will tell you that easily? He was grinning and I burnt my finger red hot and then burned his flesh. He was in immense pain and cried. I kept repeating it till he spilled the beans and gave us a lead. "Demon castle!!! The demon king is making an army there. He is going to send his army to your realm tonight. now please, let me go…" he pleaded. "Sure, why not…" I let him go and Eira grabbed his neck, broke it and killed him. "Did he literally think we will let him go?" She asked with a raised brow. "Maybe he was dumb…" I responded and then we signalled the others to meet us at the contacting point. "We found a lead…" I announced.