Monarch Of Destruction Novels & Stories

Anthony chimed in. "Exactly. Taking down the restaurants is his introduction." "and how does this relate to me? I have nothing to do with his mummy and daddy issues." "if he's coming,he's coming to take over,and you are in his way. You are his primary target." Anthony cleared his throat. The case was simple. He just had to beat Mateo's brother to the game. But first,he had to put a face to the mask.

“He’s more than we ever anticipated. He’s the fucking Alpha King.” “He may be the Alpha King, the mightiest werewolf, but he can’t do anything. He’s nothing compared to my powers,” Kaelvor boasted smugly. After all, he was the God of Destruction, the most powerful being who could destroy anything at will. He took pride in his strength and efficiency.

Matthew took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ahem. Good morning everyone and I wish you all a wonderful day. As you know, I am Matthew Dragunov, the newest Dragon Emperor of Destruction after inheriting my ancestor’s power. I have heard the many questions you all have and am here to answer them. As of now the Scarlett Empire remains our enemy. Although my friend here inherited the Scarlett Witch’s legacy, she is not an ally of the Scarlett Empire either. We both seek no quarrel with any one, but we will not simply stand idly if you seek to harm us.”

He had to remain calm during the tribulation, or he would go into deviation! Crackle… Finally, a bolt of purple lightning descended and crashed toward the Hidden Monarch. “Break!” At that moment, the Hidden Monarch used his ultimate skill and tried to resist the attack. However, it was futile. Crack! Boom! With a sharp sound, purple lightning ravaged the Hidden Monarch’s body. In just half a second, he was completely obliterated. His body and soul were destroyed by the divine tribulation lightning. It was as if he had never existed before.

To maim and destroy, his true aim. This was him now. Forever lost, he had no Anna Michelle to come home to. Until the Necromancer Lord showed his face, Xavier was prepared to destroy his race. Starting with his triplet of sluts. Instinct told the king they were somehow a part of this. Spies and soldiers were out hunting for the fucker's brood. They had yet to figure out how he escaped the private jet's cockpit, saving his ass, while leaving the queens to die, but he would pay dearly.

One who had lived so many Centuries. "Nothing to say?" Nathan taunted. "No defense for the monster you've become?" "I'm not here to defend myself," Thorne said coldly. "I'm here to end you." "With what? You're outnumbered. Outmatched. And I have this." Nathan held up the moonstone, letting it catch the moonlight. "The one weapon that can kill an immortal Lycan king. Forged by the woman you thought you could control." His eyes found me in the crowd and his smile was cruel.

They call him 'The King Of Beasts ' With the might of lightning and a single sway of his sword, he tore through space, defying time and gravity, with eyes glistening like the twelfth star. His presence commanded the forces aligned with the earth as everything fell under his command. The wind bellowed to his command, and the earth quaked at his arrival. Yes, The Lord Caesar Monsorrie was that being. The scent of the White water lily has always been his weakness ever since he grew to discover his sonship, but funnily enough, he is always drawn to it, unable to control the urge to always go crazy when it is in the same vicinity as him; it is similar to that of an addiction.

The Ancient Weapon made to imprison gods hit the God of Order in his moment of chaos. The obsidian chest plate shattered. A massive fissure opened in the Architect’s torso. Black light spilled out. Not controlled beams ragged, bleeding light. The Architect screamed. It was a sound that shattered every window in D.C. It brought the Washington Monument down. He fell to his knees. "YOU CANNOT BREAK ME," the Architect wailed. "I AM THE STRUCTURE." "You're just a building," Damian said, landing in front of him. "And we're the demolition

Damon’s POV Damon Montague sat across from Harrison Kendrick, his eyes locked on the older man's face. Kendrick's expression was calm, but Damon could see the tension in his shoulders. "So, Mr. Kendrick," Damon said, his voice smooth as silk. "I understand you're looking to make a deal." Kendrick nodded, his eyes narrowing. "I am. I want to expand my business, and I need your help to do it." Damon leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together. "I'm listening."

Lawrence's Pov The moment Marcus called and told me what happened at the gala, I knew things had changed, Seraphina and Damien weren't just planning Aurora's death anymore. They were actively trying to make it happen. That made them desperate and dangerous. I'd spent the night coordinating security around Aurora's house and reviewing footage from the gala. The enforcer Marcus had fought with was a professional named Viktor Kozlov. He specialized in making deaths look like accidents, and he'd worked for several organized crime families before going independent.