Overlord Novel Volume 13 Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice steadier than I felt. "I am the Keeper of the Ancient Fire. The one who guards the border between the living and the dead." It paused. "Kaelen broke the balance. Now the doors are open. And the things that were locked in the dark are crossing over." I felt the blood freeze in my veins. "What do you mean?" "I mean the war isn't over, Luna. It's only just begun." --- End of Chapter 18

"You still have one move, Ches, and that's to use the Overlord Bloodline you stole from me! If you don't, your organs will rupture from the inside from the shockwaves, even with your cockroach's carapace!" Bang! Ches was sent flying with another swing of the Overlord, and he tore a ten feet gash through the ground as he landed! "Woah!!!" Everyone watching was thrilled—they didn't think that Caleb was giving Ches a beatdown even with all the sweet toys he had! It was simply… unbelievable! Suddenly, Caleb was once again in the air above Ches. Blood God Order, Second Style—World Tremor! In a split second, the Overlord was unleashed at Ches with the terrible force of a world-splitting earthquake

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

Andrius knew that he could not escape and summoned his Linebreaker Overlord. As the spear moved, heavenly fire ignited. The immortal essence in his body had burned to its limit. “Overlord’s Return!” With each sweep and thrust of his spear, countless lights exploded. The Linebreaker Overlord glowed with immense power, clashing with the eight Sentinels’ attacks and causing explosions to ring out. In just a few seconds, the area was filled with various explosions. Each wave was stronger than the last—the result of their continuous exchange of attacks and immortal essence collisions.

Ethan frowned. “And this Overlord just… woke up tonight?” Lucian finally spoke. “Yes.” His tone was far more serious than usual. “And that’s very bad news.” Raven crossed her arms. “Explain.” Lucian exhaled slowly. “The Overlord is older than the Alpha Kings.” Ethan blinked. “Older?” Lucian nodded. “He is the ruler of the creatures from the other realm.” Hayes added quietly, “The first king of monsters.” Ethan stared at them.

He said, With a smile she began to glow red, his eyes widened as he could think of only one thing, His friends, With that he grabbed terrena and touched daren as he teleported them into the edge of the sea facing the palace in a blur and appeared back in the air. She was overloaded with energy, in a last attempt to salvage the land he pushed his blade into her, she shouted as light flared up in her, "Its too late ikir!, it is over!" She said, A vision flashed in his brain, a part of the holy scriptures forgotten and burnt during the reign of herega,

Fighting in Kalise feels like protecting Erriene, and wherever Erriene was at, that was Alarick’s territory. Those were the things he learned about himself, like when he remembered the pale, exhausted but still pretty face pleading for protection in his mind, he felt something bubbling in his chest- a possessive rumble, an animalistic growl that always encouraged his soldiers in a battle, and it reddened his vision. Territorial. He felt territorial about Erriene. He worried about him. Something that he had never felt before. Towards anything, or anyone, aside from his vardekka and mamkka.

They were really going to swallow each other’s faces at that rate. Claire’s home was surrounded with different colorful flowers of different natures. It gave a certain cooling effect and feeling that made the area surrounding the flowers seem peaceful. Sebastian had earlier informed me that Claire’s family were florists and her mother sold them for a living. I made a note to buy some of the flowers on my way out. It was in the period of the year when the flowers were just blooming attracting numerous variegated butterflies around them. I realized that I had spent most of the time in my mansion no wonder these flowers and butterflies mesmerized me that much. “You like what you see?” a voice b

She snapped at Andy, "Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you hit Noah! He's a Captain! I'm going to personally report you to the army and get you fired! If it weren't for Noah, the Gardner family would have probably died in some ditch somewhere!" Adele looked at Andy haughtily, waiting for him to apologize. Usually, in the village, whenever she brought up Noah the Captain, everyone would bow down to her. However, she had forgotten that there was always someone with a higher rank than Noah. Andy was one of them. Jonah lay listlessly against the corner of the wall. He knew that some things could no longer stay hidden. Andy smirked and said icily, "Who told you that the Gardner family

Something inside him snapped. His blood burned. Heat surged through his veins like liquid fire flooding his chest. His heart pounded so hard, each beat echoing in his skull. The world sharpened painfully sounds louder, smells overwhelming, colors bleeding into violent clarity. Ironclaw scents slammed into him all at once. Eyrix staggered, clutching his chest as the heat intensified, coiling low in his gut, ancient and furious. Memories that were not memories clawed at the edges of his mind—howls beneath a blood-red moon, power bending others to its will, a throne not carved of stone but fear.