Messenger Of Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

“HAHAHA! That guy believes in destiny. Right! It is his destiny to meet that girl who also ended his life.” “Margo!” He called out a name and pointed the messenger. A person clads in a bright white cloak that covered his face bowed before unleashing a katana-like sword. When he was done with his job, he bowed and disappeared from the group. In a mere second, the headless body of the messenger lost its life. The head fell from the air as it rolled to the feet of a subordinate. The eyes of the owner of the head were full of terror and disbelief. Even death could not vanish what he felt at that moment.

Ije asked. "No, tell me. It seems you know much these days." Mazi Ileka smiled at her. "Dee Anine's request has been granted," Ije said sadly. "Which request? The one she made to mother Earth?" Mazi Ileka asked in a surprised tone. "Yes" "May the gods never allow that to happen. May the gods forbid it!" "These condors are messengers of death. They came from the land of the dead, just to deliver a message to this family. My...."

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

I quickly stood up and my suspicions were correct, there was no other demon in this place, but the reaper—or if he was a demon. I saw his body turn towards me. He carries a harvest that is bigger than his body. I never thought that I could face so many things, something like this that I'm not sure what it is. It could be a demon or death itself coming to me to take my life. Alessia Andromeda Condor. I am here, to take away your soul back to the depths of hell. I felt my chest explode from what I heard. It means only one thing. I am not facing a demon, but the messenger that is called death.

He stopped when he reached where she was standing and he bent down trying to catch his breath as he was breathing heavily maybe due to long distance running. "Greetings, my Luna." He said finally as he bowed down his head in respect to her. "Greetings, what's the matter?" She asked knowing fully well that whatever the reason it is to bring the twilight messenger fighter must be serious. "Alpha Raymond is dead."The messenger threw the bombshell.

continued Kali, “that this is only the beginning of many more. And so that the right people get this message . . . I am the goddess of Death.” “Ma’am?” asked the operator. There was no response. “Ma’am?” the tinny voice asked once again. But there was not a living soul present in the room to answer. As soon as she had finished speaking, Kali had set the connected phone down onto a coffee table and disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind nothing more than a death-filled, bloody nightmare.

There is no certainty that they will recover without the help of the witch, and we had no idea where she currently resides. “I understand. I think I know why he told you to contact me. I am known as the messenger. It is the equivalent of a historian but for supernatural beings. I can help you throughout this journey that you are currently on. I can answer all of your questions and most importantly, I can train you to manage your abilities. Remember, you cannot trust anyone and everyone, not even Dimitri I am afraid.”

He took out his telephone and checked the messages out. "Demise Notice!" "What? What did you get?" "What did you get?" "I. . . Demise Notice." "Me as well!" "Me as well!" "F*ck! Is it safe to say that we are being focused on?" "Would somebody be able to trick us? Didn't they say that the Death Notice was a card? Why has the Death Judge unexpectedly began messaging?" "Better believe it, it should be phony. Somebody should meddle with us!" "When I figured out what its identity is, I'll kill him!"

He asked in a deadly voice. ******

I said, and got up to leave. “Yes, Alpha,” He answered. “How did he end up dead in our territory? I thought he left after dropping off the letter?” I asked, frustratedly as I paced around the room. Ray stood in silence as he, too, was deep in thought. “From what I heard. The messenger was supposed to deliver two more messages to other Packs, but somehow, his body was found cold in our territory. His carriage wasn't found either, and no evidence stated that someone had killed him,” He revealed