Marionette Darkstalkers Novels & Stories

She had once been the feared Queen of Witches, until the werewolves destroyed everything she had built and left her to die. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer a queen but a powerless werewolf. Stripped of her magic, her position, and the life she had once known, she was forced to survive among the very people responsible for her downfall. Then there was the man who had led the massacre. He claimed she was his mate and wanted her as his Luna. She would gladly accept it.

James looked my way, ensuring I was comfortable with this. "Alternately, we could venture to the Dark Realm, meet the monarch directly, and negotiate a settlement," I suggested. "The Dark Realm isn't a leisurely stroll. As per the rules, only those with a severed mate link or soulless vampires can navigate it," James explained. "So, let's proceed with Mr. Archer Taylor's plan while looking for any leads on Ladon and Blair," I concurred.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

He heard Lenan said, shuffling the list of their mini theater. "Can we watch that avenger..." Simon said, "that civil war one..." He said, pointing at the said one, "What?..." He asked when he noticed the looks he's receiving from the four, well most likely from three cause Konan can't see. "Oh, nothing... I almost thought that you can't talk, you know." Lenan said, looking amused at him, "well... We can watch it..." He said as he pressed the click button to start their movie marathon...

"There are no accidental Meetings in between the SOULS" DUA-ARIN .. .. One week later of DUA's death:- In one of the basements of Kashyap, The Beast was planning something scarier in his mind. Arin turned to a man named Hubir of the security team given by his younger brother Ariv and then he spoke softly, "Give me the mixture of Honey, Milk, and flour" Hubir was scared by Arin's black empty eyes.

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

Lucien hissed, voice low enough for only her to hear. The battle erupted before she could answer. Mara lunged, twin knives whistling through the air, their silver edges slashing at the shadows around Kael. Silas’s roar split the room, his fists like boulders as he swung at the first wave of shadow-wolves that poured in after their master. Rowan blurred, shifting mid-air into his wolf form, a flash of fur and teeth crashing against Kael’s minions. Nadia Clarke raised trembling hands, psychic fire spilling from her palms to burn through the creeping dark.

, Mariana yelled, she raised her hand and shot an arrow straight into the rogues head. Looking at the illusionist, “Burn in hell motherfucker”, she sent a blue fireball straight to him, instantly turning him into ash. She ran towards her unconscious mate, completely drained of her energy. When Mariana killed the Illusionist merman, there were only about thirty rogues left. Alpha Stanfords dragon let out a mouth of fire, killing the remaining rogues. West Side

Finally, Phantom Marionette’s hoarse voice sounded, “If it was any other time, he would have finished us off by now. But he hasn’t made a move yet. That means he is afraid of us.” Phantom Marionette let out a grim smile. “Let’s try our luck! We can double up our fees. There is more than the bounty from the Jones family. Don’t forget that there is also an 800-million-dollar bounty for the Palace Master on the dark web.” The bounty instantly motivated all the killers. Everyone’s eyes lit up. Phantom Marionette pulled out a curved blade from his waist and carefully moved towards Tyr. “You guys, are you really planning to lay your hands on me?” asked Tyr, starting at the group of killers gloomil

“Mr. Quentyn, you’ve truly retrieved the token. This is fantastic news! You have no idea. Hankin was a useless fool, so—” “Enough!” Quentyn interrupted impatiently. “Since you want it, take it. Just remember to keep your promises.” With a flick of his wrist, the Marauder Token floated toward Emperor Qadeer. Grasping it as though it were a priceless treasure, he turned and waved the token. A purple-golden light enveloped the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors, causing them to raise their weapons in unison, their killing intent surging. Among them were the Marauder Warriors manifested by Lesia, Yianni, and Morgott. James burst into laughter as he watched the scene.