Making Fiends Grudge Novels & Stories

The rest of the seven or eight Elders standing behind him were as stunned as he was, despite the oblivious looks on the faces of the lesser acolytes, and there was only one reason why. Corpse Puppets were abominable monsters fueled by Malicious Grudge. To kill one would require the utter destruction of its soul, like how one would slay a mage of the Nascent Soul Realm. But Xiao Chen was able to kill the Puppets with hardly any trouble and this could only mean one thing: Xiao Chen must have more than ten times more Malicious Grudge than these Corpse Puppets put together! But how could a living person possess a Malicious Grudge of such intensity and fury!?

"I'm just saying that with your current state, it's very difficult for you to find a place with the fiend race. "The only way is to have a friend to support you." Support each other? Oliver frowned and felt even more confused. "It's easy for you to say that. The fiends are very hostile to outsiders, but I'm alone. Where are you going to get me friends?" Grunt pointed at himself with a smile and said, "Of course, I was referring to myself. We are allies, after all."

"I have no time to waste." The Elder's spirit sighed a sound that echoed against the walls. "You may be too late," it warned, casting a mournful glance at the chaos surrounding us. My heart clenched at the thought. "What happened here?" I demanded, the urgency of my quest cracking my voice. The Elder's spirit shifted, its form translucent in the waning light. "We were attacked by creatures from all lines—wolves, witches, vampires, and those that would never align with one another. They were driven not by their own desires but by human hands. Humans are the true monsters here, guided by fear and greed."

His voice had an obvious hint of animosity. “I hate having to stay for detention on Fridays.” He said, standing. Am I seriously the only one that feels the negative vibes coming off him? Suddenly, a pencil whizzed by my face like a bullet. I looked up to see Mr. Quinn sprinting towards me, his eyes glowing blue and his face full of anger as he swung at me. I rolled out of my desk and kicked it at him. He jumped over it with ease. I knew something wasn’t right. My teacher is a vampire, which makes me wonder who else is one as well.

"You think money fixes everything, don't you? You're not scared that I'll cause trouble; you're just afraid that I'll report your dirty dealings to the authorities! "I don't want your filthy money. I want justice!" Jude snorted, then kicked fragments of Dad's gravestone and shattered it further. Ashes and dust blew into my face. "Velda Group is justice in Hyporion!" He crouched down and whispered a threat into my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You'd better pray that I never get my hands on Piper. If I do, I'll make sure she's begging for death!" Those words were the breaking point. I tackled him to the ground and started driving my fists into his face.

Coward. The fourth challenger shifts into his wolf, a medium-sized grey and black wolf. I immediately shift into my giant, black wolf. The challenger took a step back after seeing my wolf up close. I could sense he didn’t want to die. He isn’t fighting by choice. I decide to pounce on him, and I go for his neck. I sink my teeth in, but I don’t rip his throat apart. I slice into him and stop before I do permanent damage. His wolf passed out and I dragged his body over to Aurelian and Lucas.

- On the other hand, Penelope couldn't swallow the anger and the hatred in her heart grew when she recalled the severe humiliation she had suffered at Ember and Caleb's hands. It was all Queenie's fault for betraying her! Penelope couldn't let it go. She made a phone call with a ferocious gaze as she gritted her teeth. "Hey, I want you guys to take care of someone." Shortly afterwards, a mob of gangsters wearing leopard print clothes and earrings came to Penelope. A nasty man swung the stick in his hand and asked arrogantly, "Ms. Ferguson, whom do you want us to take care of this time?"

Bruno asked seriously, trying hard to control his expression. He was afraid that the other party would notice his delight and become suspicious. Seeing Bruno’s reaction, the shadow knew he had succeeded. “I’m Black Fiend from the Soul Guild. Secular practitioners like you have never heard of our names, but it doesn't matter. I can make you strong, and your strength will also increase along with your level. "Something ridiculous like a mismatch between strength and level will never occur.” Black Fiend’s words were full of mocking for the Pill Guild.

I appreciated and he snapped his fists immediately. I wondered why, was that a sort of call or something? My question was answered immediately a pack of hound dogs came out of the woods, each bearing an F mark on their heads, symbolizing that they were part of the FIENDS. “She's all yours, boys!” He said and my eyes widened, I didn't understand anything. “Wait! What? What are you talking about?” My mouth went agap in horor as this hound dogs pounced on vidia, devouring her flesh by flesh.

She screamed at him. His hand flew across her face, stinging in pain, she opened her eyes in disbelieve and screamed. "It's the last time you call us that! You can scream all you want, it won't do you any good, I had Flavius cast an enchantment on the tent so no one from the outside could hear what was going on the inside." Rufus smiled crookedly. "And I know you won't tell anyone what will happen here, because you're too proud for it, and you won't back off the deal because we have a common enemy and you want to power more than your dignity so Flavius told me."