Phantom Lord Swatted Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, when he was 17, Phantom came to understand something important: speed was not enough. He came across an enemy whose defence was so solid that it was almost impossible to break it without great strength. Davies had been almost successful in killing him, but the blade was not strong enough to piece more than a few millimetres of skin! Normally this would have been enough to deal damage, for Phantom – just like every other assassin – was a master of poisons. Just a scratch was enough to send many of his foes to the King of Yama! This time however, he had come across a man he could not kill.

“You’ve made a grave mistake, Lysander.” Lysander stepped forward, his gun aimed at Phantom. “It’s over, Phantom. We’re dismantling The Order.” Phantom chuckled, a sound that sent chills down Kylie’s spine. “You think you can stop us? You’re merely a pawn in a game much larger than you can comprehend.” Kylie’s eyes narrowed, determination fueling her every move. “We’ll see about that.” In a swift motion, Phantom raised a hand, signaling the remaining guards to attack. The room exploded into violence as Lysander and his team fought back, their movements coordinated and deadly.

wait a minute. “Oh my God, get away from me immediately,” I screamed, shoving Xavier’s hand from my hair forcefully. No wonder I had fainted from the shock. I couldn’t believe he was so heartless to just casually cut off a man’s tongue like he was breaking biscuits. My skin crawled and goosebumps immediately covered it. He was a monster and although I knew he was a ruthless mafia boss I didn’t believe he could be that cruel but as they do say seeing is believing and I am officially very scared of him.

She snarled, viciously striking me across the face with enough force to knock me into the muddied ground. I landed with a small thud on my side, a blur once again tricking my vision, no not one, but many. I blinked in shock, my eyes barley able to focus on the dozens of vampires who suddenly appeared in the small clearing; each one bowing to their prince. Silas was by my side in the next instant, lifting me from the ground as three others lifted Vincent and when my master spoke; the entirety of Lady Phantomhive’s men backed away in fear. “Destroy them all.”

Just as Cassian was about to reach him, he abruptly leaped into the air and aimed a kick at Cassian's head. Without any warning, Cassian flicked his left foot. Fallen leaves and dirt shot upward, flying straight at Phantom. In a flash, his eyes were covered with leaves, his face smeared with mud. Yet, that didn't stop him in the slightest. His leg continued to fly straight toward Cassian's head.

' She typed in her user ID and password before leaning back and clicked enter. A string of words that read, 'WELCOME BACK TO WSR A, PHANTOM' appeared on the screen. She was about to place her hand on the mouse when strings of messages exploded on the screen. Big Nick: Eh... Phantom is online. TsoRukshi: NEWS FLASH! The King is online. King is online. Player#25: You guys should come online. Phantom is online. Big Nick: It seems there will be lots of dead bodies in today's war *grins*

"Let her mourn. The fire in her eyes was real, I believe she'll help us avenge him. She'll come back on her own!" He stared at the freshly covered grave, his son’s name was carved into the marble slab in clean, neat letters. LEONARDO V. Vladimir 1997–2025 Forever in our hearts. A bitter smile curved the boss’s lips. "Forever in our hearts," he muttered under his breath. Then slowly he turned and walked toward the waiting convoy. He slid inside one of the cars without a word. As the vehicle pulled away from the cemetery, he picked up his phone and dialled a number. It rang twice before someone answered.

The door to the mansion was locked but then, using his leg and giving it a superman's kick it cracked and loosed open. As soon as he made two steps inside the mansion, another troop of cloaked men dived towards him. Using each of his hands; left and right, Lord Ray striked and threw them out of his way until they all lay on the floor, forming a pile at a corner. Before they could stand to their feet again, he manoeuvred to the end of the passageway and then entered into the main mansion.

But still my father was not avenged. The longest week of my life finally ended. I was taken by Evinrude. The person who had bought the stolen crate of guns from Hector the very first time. He was not a monster, not even a devil. Even Lucifer himself was innocent in front of Evinrude. Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude.

Sir Celestine uttered to the still silence before swinging the sword down on the witch-queen’s head. * * * * * Sir Jin Sanscroft barely missed the sound of what seemed be like thousands of bats twittering loudly about when a literal horde of bats slammed full-force against him as he turned a corner at the next second, forcing him down sharply on the floor just as a body was thrown right at him.