Overlord Volume 17 Light Novel Novels & Stories

She boomed, Derora noticed the storms outside still bellowed, but she seemed on edge, now was her time for a distraction, "How is the war with the light gods going?" she asked, Herega turned her gaze to her, lightning flashed outside, "You will remain silent derora!" She growled, Derora gave a smug grin, it really got on her nerves as the whole room darkened due to the thunder clouds outside the palace, herega stretched her hand to summon lightning. Then derora noticed the light trying to clear the clouds, it was a real Battle of elements, she laughed out as herega turned to her,

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

He paused, allowing his words settle, and preparing his rebuttal for the coming refusal when Shrowl surprised him with a nod. "We've waged war beyond the border," he continued, hoping he had not faltered, "but in the last two months, the realms soldiers have told of men who would not fall when cut. Men who showed no pain when struck and do not cry out when impaled. Enemies who are simply determined on moving forward and cutting all in their path, leaving only when the battle has run its course. Before I was lost, I fought one of these men alongside the priestess. He possessed a strength greater than any blessed I have encountered, over two dozen arrows did nothing to suppress him, and he con

"Anyways, the war went on for hundreds of years, the killing and bloodshed was constant but eventually the war was ended by the King of Avingora." Katherine knew that there was no kingdom called Avingora, at least not in her time period. "Who's the King of Avingora?" "My cousin," Katherine turned her head to look at Lady Nicole who had spoken. Her face scrunched up in confusion but before Katherine could say anything, Nicole continued speaking. "Lucian Williams." Katherine was shocked, to say the least, "What happened to Avingora?" "The Kingdom was burnt to the ground during the final battle," said Lady Elizabeth.

“T- The rest is yours.” Alarick narrowed his eyes. “What else do you want?” “That’s it!” Erriene widened his eyes in innocence then snarled in indignation when Alarick lifted an eyebrow at that. “Kill the trolls. Land is yours, temple is mine. Do you understand, barbarian?” It wasn’t a bad deal. Actually, it wasn’t a deal at all. This was Erriene giving up the land and practically gifting it to him. Of course he would have to protect ANY LAND that was HIS.

It was all dark and cool in the Andromeda. Star light in the night sky shone brightly, sending life to all in Eptomaniac. The three year old wolf camp had just had the honor once again to have a change of rulership, at the death of the former Djhord- an Alpha named Lucian Kian, the Alpha wolf of light, as he was so named. Wolf howling in the distance resounded over the wide surrounding slopes, crowning the night ceremony as the newly made Djhord- Lothaire, an Alpha wolf was led to the grand palace, shouting, hooting and howling of various wolves followed him homewards.

She moaned, her breathing paced as her wanton moans filled my room, my cock twitching, ready to fuck every bad memory out of her. Octavia tried to pull the shirt she was wearing off but it was just one shirt, I can replace it with thousands more and with that, I ripped the clothes off of her until she was standing completely naked in front of me. “You’re perfect.” I growled as I kissed my way down, my lips, tongue and teeth lingering on her nipples before going further down, worshipping her body as I did. Fuck, she smells so good and I can’t wait to…. “OVERLORD! We have a problem!” A familiar voice suddenly called into my head, it was a mindlink that forced me to stop at once.

I said, annoyed. “Remember, Alaric—you will need to build an empire. You will need an army to defeat Darius. I’ll see you soon.” And just like that, the voice vanished. “Wait!” I shouted. “What do you mean an ARMY? How am I supposed to—hey! Are you still there?!” Silence. I groaned and rubbed my face. “Why does that thing always disappear after dropping a cliffhanger?” Bloodsnow, perched on my shoulder, gave me a tiny side-eye.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.