Lords Of Mercy Novels & Stories

Lucas said that as he waved to his people, "Shoot them into sleeves." As he said that, and before his people raised the guns in their hands. Six or seven shadows rushed out like ghosts. Within a blink, all of them had been knocked down on the ground. These people were the Divine Mercenaries hiding in the dark. Those people, including Saber, had all reached eighth level of Overt Power and were all experienced. Those ordinary people were no more than a piece of cake for them. Lucas and his fellows had been knocked out before they could see it clearly.

He studied many supernatural species from his luna and Stefano, but there were things that he had yet to discover. The man who clad in all black wasn’t someone who was supposed to be walking on the face of Earth. Liam could feel his power was parallel with Stefano, the High Lord of the Daemons. “Take them home,” the man said to no one. Suddenly, heads began to roll on the ground, and Liam’s eyes widened when the mercenaries dropped to the ground one by one, headless. Blood flowed out of their neck, painting the ground red. Just like that, thirty mercenaries died, and the man clad in all black stood before him.

He staggered back, sat in his old chair, and stared at the walls he once filled with symbols of power. And for the first time in his empire’s history, he felt obsolete. ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “Mercy is not surrender. Mercy is the weapon most feared by those who’ve only known war.” “If they learn to hold hands instead of blades, they won’t become kings or gods.” “They’ll become something older. Something better.” —Aria

“Nope you got it all wrong, I am not angry, my time is too precious to waste on being angry at all of you but you all need to learn that each action has its consequences and if I help you now then you will never learn. You will keep thinking that it is okay to use people like this but I am not one of them, my warriors and I have no business fighting by your side.” Mercy heard what was being said when she was coming to check on the situation, she feared that her friend Lucia will be in danger and the people she loved. If the king was here then that means he too could not help with the rogue attacks and if they teamed up with vampires then that meant that things have gone from bad to worse. It

Benjamin said. "I also heard that the land of Mercy is a power close to the 15 head leaders, although it's not to their level but any of the 15 leaders could not wipe off the land of Mercy power in Milan without suffering a heavy loss to the extent that the attacker power will degrade to the level that any of the other head leaders could crush them little effort. It is said that it's because the 15 leaders are waiting for any of them that will attack the land of mercy first so that they could crush the head leader and take over his assets" Another subsidiary leader said.

Just as he lunged to bite the hand that was holding the knife, Mercy sent another disabling pulse at Leeta so that she couldn’t move, and his teeth sank down into her hand. Leeta screamed in pain. August didn’t bite down too hard, but let go as soon as the knife was loose. The other wolves on the battlefield were beginning to awaken now. August was more awake than the others, thanks to the jarring sensation of being held at knife point, but as Rider’s wolves saw the situation, they stood, eyes wide, wondering what to do. “Surrender!” Mercy shouted. “Surrender, or I kill him!” One by one, the wolves dropped to their knees, surrendering to Mercy and her overwhelming power so that Rider wouldn’

His breaths stopped when he found the bright golden eyes looking at him. Starvos took the chance to eliminate the rest of the sorcerers and helped by the other werewolves, the fight was on their side as the sorcerers were much weaker in physical fight. Dominic smiled widely seeing how easy it was to defeat the sorcerers while the mercenaries on the fist line was still weaker compared to the werewolves whose body was much more enhance with their relation to the wolves. “Little fucker,” cursed the leader of the mercenary as he pushed himself from the rubbles of the broken doors, kicking it away from his body. He jumped to stand up, doing a flip as he does so.

The rogue lord stood at the far end, his expression dark and menacing as he watched them approach. "You're too late," the rogue lord growled, his voice filled with malice. "I've already won." Avery stepped forward, her gaze locked on the rogue lord with unwavering resolve. "Not yet," she said firmly. "This ends now." With a fierce battle cry, the pack warriors launched their attack, their movements swift and coordinated as they engaged the rogue lord and his remaining forces. Swords clashed, claws slashed, and teeth gnashed in a chaotic melee that echoed through the chamber.

not by marriage or love, not even by choice. But by blood debts neither of us created. My freedom tastes like lime and guilt. Jerry touches my shoulder gently. “Mira… you’re finally free.” I nod whispering under my breath. ”Thanks Jer.” Fighting back the tears that swells at the back of my eyes. But the only thing echoing in my mind was the stranger telling me of Aurora's passing. *** We return home as strangers carrying the same last name. Co-owners. Co-rulers of an empire built on bones and ashes.

The alpha who'd been ready to start a fight two minutes ago was now kneeling on the floor of the council chamber, forced there by the voice of his king. Mercer was already down. He'd gone to his knees the moment the command left Darien's mouth, his body responding before his mind could process what was happening. His officers behind him had dropped too, three men who'd been ready to throw punches now pressed into the stone by something they couldn't see but couldn't resist.