Lord Of Water Novels & Stories

Indeed, Raja agreed. "What is your ability by the way?" He smirked and looked at the small pond meters away from us. He lifted his hand and just a simple snap, something went out from the water. A sword. But not an ordinary sword because it is made of water. I gasped and for that small fraction of second, the sword was already in Demitri's hand. "You... can manipulate water?" "I just did, didn't I?" he said, mimicking my tone. "If you haven't heard about it yet, I and my brothers has the ability to manipulate the major elements aside from fire. The water is mine. David has the wind, and Martin has the land."

Thumbs up, Moon Goddess. “You´ll see, Luna. My people are great warriors, and intense lovers. They are kind souls, but we have a blessing and a curse. We can charm our way with kindness and goodness and suffer deeply when darkness takes over. If we allow this threat to end your realm, my people will perish from sadness and despair.” She said, and then explained in a deeper way. “We are water beings, and although we are usually inside the water, we feel connected to every single being in every single realm, since water is present in each of them. So losing the werewolf kind, or any kind for that matter, would end us.”

The evil beings shuddered as they whispered, "How come it's that lord? Why is he here?" "That lord? Who is he? Is he even more formidable than the king?" the new evil beings asked. "The king needs to kneel upon seeing him. Haven't you noticed that nobody dares to go to the part of the mountain with the most spiritual energy? That's where he lives." The lord was the only one who dared to build a house there. Those who tried to mirror him would only get themselves killed. Landon was still holding the black umbrella elegantly. Wherever he went, the miasma would disperse away obediently.

“Don’t ask this of me.” But the water pulsed ominously. > “If you don’t choose… the eclipse will choose for you.” --- Scene 5: A Vision of the Future Suddenly, the water’s surface rippled, and she was somewhere else—an endless battlefield. Wolves lie dead in heaps. The moon above was completely shattered. On one side stood Caelum, his black armor dripping with shadow, his eyes hollow and cruel. On the other hand, Liora, radiant and furious, her golden flames devouring everything in her path.

I say coldly, “Can’t have a vampire lord chasing me for the rest of my life.” What the fuck did he think I meant? Just because he is lord to the Nati doesn’t mean I will shut my mouth and obey him. I have much better things planned for my life than being a vampire’s pet. I am not going to let myself be owned by him. He may have defiled my body, but that was only because I allowed him to, I could have stopped him anytime I wished. A Nati lord can’t be much more powerful than a normal undead creature, I will find his weaknesses, and then I’ll destroy him. Just as my family has done to hundreds of years.

Arion spat out as he was still knelt by one of the old council members. “Actually, I can, and I have. They are not rogues. They are simply talented Dragons that have been restricted by our father and the previous council.” I knew it was pointless, but I decided to give it a shot and attempt to reason with him. “Arion, you have been fooled. They wanted to feed into your greed and make you believe that by taking the Stone you would become King, when in fact they wished to destroy us all. Father lied to you.” “You are the liar!” Arion was becoming belligerent, so I knew I was wasting my efforts on him.

They call him 'The King Of Beasts ' With the might of lightning and a single sway of his sword, he tore through space, defying time and gravity, with eyes glistening like the twelfth star. His presence commanded the forces aligned with the earth as everything fell under his command. The wind bellowed to his command, and the earth quaked at his arrival. Yes, The Lord Caesar Monsorrie was that being. The scent of the White water lily has always been his weakness ever since he grew to discover his sonship, but funnily enough, he is always drawn to it, unable to control the urge to always go crazy when it is in the same vicinity as him; it is similar to that of an addiction.

Then came the sound of hooves. At first, I didn't think much of it — travelers and merchants often passed through our village. But when I stepped outside, I saw the dust rising, the banners snapping in the wind, and the armored men riding closer in formation. Then I saw him. Darius Venn. He wasn't a king, though he fancied himself one. A warlord — brutal, ambitious, the kind of man who built power from other men's ashes. His armor was blackened steel, his red cloak torn at the edges and crusted with dried blood. I'd heard the stories — how his blade never stayed clean, how villages that resisted him never stood again.

the eternal lord of the flame, the obedient servant of the great Sun of Dawn! Then he began to proclaim his power, each word setting the air around them ablaze: - **Lord of the Eternal Flame:** He does not merely command fire—he creates it from nothing, a conflagration that no water can extinguish and no stone can contain. - **Shadows' Playful:** He drains the shadows of those who stand before him, stealing their strength and leaving their souls hollow and cold despite the heat of hell. - **Architect of the Infernal Saddle:** He distorts sight and reality, conjuring visions of the past that never were and nightmares of the future yet to come, until one doubts their very existence.

Students from our old high school and university mingled, uncaring if they were even of legal age to drink as everyone had a red cup in their hand. My gaze searched for the one person I’d come here for, but I didn’t find him or even his friends. They were called the Lords. It was a cliché but not when you look at the families they each belonged to. Dante Morelli. Oliver Romano. Allister Hale. They were the kings of ELU, untouchable, feared, and worshipped in equal measure. Someone bumped into me. “Watch it!” The girl growled. I blinked at her back as she disappeared, my heart thudding in my chest at the unfamiliar setting I was in. For a moment, I wondered if I should just leave. Maybe anoth