Overlord Shalltear Bloodfallen Novels & Stories

Alex and Victoria are a vampire couple who live peacefully in a small town. They do not like to kill humans, but rather drink the blood of animals or voluntary donors. They also have many human friends who respect and protect them. One night, they hear news that there is an evil vampire clan called The Bloods who plan to rule the world by making humans their slaves. The Bloods are led by an old and powerful vampire named Lord Draven. He has an army of vampires numbering in the thousands, as well as some brainwashed humans.

We cut our palms open beneath the cross, let our blood mix again — the mark of unity, the curse of devotion. “No Veil,” I whisper. “No separation,” he answers. “One empire.” “One death.” The candles flicker violently, smoke twisting like spirits rising from the ashes of our past. When our blood seals, I whisper what I’ve always known: “If you die this time, I’ll follow.” Luca’s hand cups my face, thumb brushing away the tear I didn’t feel fall. “Then I’ll make sure we both survive.” Outside, thunder cracks. Inside, the new war begins.

In a flash, the Overlord shattered the mirage that Terra's sword conjured as Caleb thrusted the greatsword into his neck! Then, at the very next instant, Caleb pulled out the Overlord and reached Deniz, raising it high above and swinging it down at Deniz viciously! World Burial Sword—Skybreaker! Boom!!! The explosion of violent energy blew everything apart, including Deniz's saber! Then, the Overlord reached his right shoulder, slicing through him diagonally in half! Shank! The pungent scent of blood and innards wafted throughout the colosseum, and everyone was so silent this time one could hear a pin drop.

If he can't stand up straight, he can't lead the four chambers. The four clans—the literal monarchs who bring wealth into the brotherhood—will engage in all-out battle when they remove him. The group's leaders from a system that protects them may also join. One thing is certain: Bella and I will either be forced to wed into their families or slaughtered if we refuse. It will be wolves versus wolves. They'll end up killing me given my violent spirit. They won't be able to force me out of the prosperous brotherhood of my father's era. This heritage was begun by him, and I shall carry it on.

Liora asked, her voice trembling. Kael's smile was sharp. "Simple. I want what I've always wanted. To be on the winning side. The Fallen Pantheon is waking. The Blood Moon is almost here. They will return, and they will crush this world and rebuild it in their image. You cannot stop them. Not with a protector bound by rules, and not with an anchor who is crumbling to dust." He took a step closer, his eyes intense.

Although hunters are trained to protect, he knows that their leaders are willing to kill one person for the satisfaction of an elite blood. Let alone the kids. They are minors and have fangs that are not that mature enough to identify bloods but he's worried that they sensed that Dayanne's blood is a rare kind and very much treasured by any blood-sucking community like them. Just as he was about to get inside one of the rooms, Dayanne's door opened making him panic. He used his ability to go and hide inside the other room beside hers.

nd way is very dangerous, which is what all of you are going through, The Path of an Elemental Warrior.." Smiling mysteriously, Milliano continued, " You know, We don't have a Single Elemental Warrior in our Thunder-Fire Valley because there are only two outcomes for those who walk on this path of Elemental Warrior. 1. You die, and 2. You Become an Elemental Specialist who is a more powerful Existence than a general Elemental Sorcerer." Woahh... Instantly, Uproar started among all 50 people, and I was also gobsmacked hearing these words, which, besides giving me a shock, also made me excited. " But..." Everyone thought, ' Now what's this ' But ' for? ' Seeing everyone turning silent, Millian

It turned out that people like them eventually meet someone worse. I lowered the brim of my cap and turned to leave, not wanting to be recognized. However, fate has a twisted sense of humor. My leather shoe stepped on a dry leaf. Crunch. Brian's head snapped up. Our eyes met. His eyes went wide. Like he had seen a ghost. Or a savior. "Bro?!" That single shout drew everyone's attention. My dad looked up, too, a flicker of light in his eyes. "Chester… Chester!"

The Elder began chanting, his voice deep: "By the blood of the old, the blood of the new, The strength of the moon, the call of the true, Bound in the night, sealed by fate, Power bestowed, a new Alpha’s weight. Sanguis veterum, vires novorum, Nexum factum, fatum signatum. Audite vocem lunae—Regem novum levate! Ordo luporum, lex aeternum, Cor, animus, et sanguis unum! Ascende, Alpha! Dominare, regna, protege! Blood of the old, strength of the new,

Instead, he looked more disturbed than ever. "I see the world trembling on the edge of war. A war greater than any before, where shadows and fire will clash, and the blood of Outworlders will stain the earth darker than the river of slaughter a decade past. Fangs will sink into flesh, claws will tear through bone, and magic will rip the sky asunder. No soul shall remain untouched. Not the vampires lurking in their covens, nor the lycans howling beneath the moon. Not the witches who weave destiny, nor the ghouls who feast upon the dead. Even the humans, blind and fragile, will find themselves ensnared in this dance of ruin." She shuddered, as if glimpsing something too terrible to bear, yet s