Overlord Novel Novels & Stories

Penelope decided to leave the celebration early as it had become too noisy for her and she also did not appreciate the scene of drunk men shamelessly fondling women in front of everyone, so she excused herself and returned to her quarters. When the celebration was finally over the head alpha returned to his quarters where found Penelope laying in bed with a book in her hands. His eyes were now glued on her as he quietly observed the omega, when she finally noticed his presence Penelope stood up from the bed and bowed before her husband. Alpha Reynolds walked towards the bed and stood in front of his wife, his eyes roaming over her exposed collarbones, he squatted down to her level and looked

He smirked and leaned back on the chair, “A bit small for the ruler of the largest pack in the realm, don't you think?” “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Keyleth stepped to my side, her arms folded against each other. “Tell us about the rot and we might just let you live.” “What shall I call you?” The wolven asked again, the smirk on his face dropped. “Oliver. Just Oliver.” — “Koren?” The word rolled off Keyleth's tongue as the male looked with obvious annoyance. “Soren.” He snapped at her, turning a sharp gaze towards me. “Soren stris, the dark wolven rises, and the realm falls.”

"And I want the night to last forever. Our interests align. His gates will flood this world with primal energy. Magic will return as the dominant force. And my children will inherit the eternal dark." Amy stepped forward, her dual blades forming instinctively. "You want to turn the world into a buffet." The Overlord's smile showed perfect, sharp teeth. "I prefer to think of it as... restoring the natural order. Predator and prey." "Enough talk," Classy said, crouching and touching the ground. The concrete surged up, forming a barrier between them and the Overlord. "You want a fight? Let's fight." Windwalker clapped from his perch. Bravo! Straight to the action!