Novelas y relatos de Lord Voldemort

“You know who I’m talking about even though I can’t say his name,” I laughed, already knowing who she was talking about. “Like Voldemort in Harry Porter,” “Like Voldemort,” She responded. I left the reception after having a good laugh at the new nickname Rose had formed for Lucas and I can’t help but wonder if he was still like that. Dark, evil, and manipulative just like high school. I gathered some of the files that bitchy Charlotte had left on my desk and placed them on the low-rise shelf that was in the corner of the office room, leaving one on the table to go through.

"The Luna of the Werewolves appeared before the Lord of Vampires…" Could it be the same Luna that the Lord of Vampires challenged earlier? The Lord of Vampires was startled by how she managed to appear before him. He has already concluded long ago that she has lost all her powers but yet she still managed to break through the spells protecting the Vampires coven. He had long waited for her to show up all this while but she didn't but here she is… She looked extremely beautiful in the long silky dress that she was putting on. She looked just like a human but the only distinguishable character was her eyeballs; halved yellow and black that shimmered like the sun and moon.

UNKNOWN POV I open my eyes slowly, straining to see in the dark, dammit, he got the drop on me. I can't stand witches or wizards they are a sneaky bunch. the pain in my side is incredible, the wound has healed, but im suspecting wolfsbane was somewhere on that knife, the pain still radiating after the wound has healed tells me that.

He surrenders right there, wishing to be united with her after death , if not before it. There was nothing to live for any longer. His Thora...had left him. Charlotte smirks, seeing the most powerful werewolf in the world broken like this. Opening her palms, she asks for the sword, to serve this so called justice. "Goodbye Volkan. Hope to see you in hell" Volkan closed his eyes, ready to accept death. No longer struggling. Moving forward the sword, Charlotte lifts it in the air, to bring it down. When suddenly a strong grip on her wrist, stops her.

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

"I'm the dark lord," Vador replied with a sly smile and this is Aleister," he said pointing to Alei. "The dark lord," Ava laughed which only irritated the lord. "Be quiet," he ordered in disgust "You think I'm a joke?"He asked removing his mask from his face. "You think I'm one too? For all I know you're just the guy dressed in a dark hoodie pretending to be badass. You just turned my brother's body into ashes, you rotten bastard.

said the creature. Sirius lazily combed his dark lux, biting his lower lip with his fangs this time before he jumped out from the chair and picked up the little princess' unicorn. "I don't know." Sirius grimaced while he threw the unicorn mid-air and sliced it in half using the reaper's scythe. "Fuck vision. I've marked that girl and she'll be my food on her 20th birthday." he licked his lower lip in anticipation. "You gonna have to go through the dark lord first." the creature said while it flew left and right. It also saw the vision of Sirius under the command of one little princess in the future.

My chest heaved, the power I had felt earlier still buzzing violently under my skin, “You’re a monster, Volkava and you’re not going to succeed in conquering the world.” “If you think you can stop me—” “I don’t think,” I cut in, breathing uneven. “I know we will.” He began laughing—hard. And that terrified me more because we both knew he had already activated the ritual the moment he touched the book’s power and used its spell. “Talk to me, baby,” Draven whispered. “Lior’s blood was supposed to be the final piece so he’s not fully immortal yet. He’s still very much a mortal.”

They were gearing up for war, and it was clear as day. Lorenzo had to be in cahoots with them. I didn’t understand why he would want his niece with someone like Viktor. Viktor liked to torture women for sport, hurt them without inducing pleasure, and have them sleep with his friends. He was sick in every sense of the word, and any woman who would be his wife would be condemned to a life of nothing but pure suffering. He didn’t do BDSM sex; he carried out torture, and it got him off. He didn’t even deserve to roam the Earth freely. I would put a bullet in his head myself once I had the opportunity.

The air in the chamber didn't just chill; it died. The figure standing in the corner was a grotesque mockery of life. Ronan’s body, which Zayden had broken with his bare hands, stood upright, but his limbs moved with a disjointed, mechanical twitching. The void-black eyes leaked a dark, viscous smoke that pooled at his feet. This wasn't a werewolf. This was the Hollow—an ancient, forbidden rite of the Virex line used only when a challenger refused to stay dead.