Queen Nephilim Novels & Stories

“From the Book of Enoch. They were giants that devoured everything humans had, then ate the humans in turn. Are all Nephelim cannibals?” “Some. The monstrous ones are born out of unions of lust,” Rosier said, bored. He eyed the empty wine bottle. “Nephelim born out of love are angelic in nature but have the free will of humans. Those kind are very rare.” I eyed Samael skeptically. “So you're going to help vampires? Aren't they just as bad as Nephelim?”

“She was stripped of her wings. He consumed them to devour her angelic essence” I parted my lips in question. He gave me a look so somber the words fell dead in my mouth. “Nephelim are the offspring of mortals and angels. There is only one way to kill them. Decapitation, removal of the heart, and burning their remains.” He brushed blonde locks from her neck. “Unless, of course, one consumes them.” “But why?” I echoed hollowly. “Why would he eat her?”

“Isak is an angel, and no, I don’t mean his personality, though he’s close. His nephew Harris is a nephilim, meaning his mom is a human, but his dad is Isak’s younger brother.” “Nephilim? Like Jack from Supernatural?” I blinked. “Well, yeah, not quite as powerful as nephilim come into their full power at twenty-five. And they don’t rank themselves like angels in Supernatural or Christian theology. I’ve not met any of Isak’s siblings, but I know enough about Englebert, Harris’ dad, to know he’s a twat.” Hana snorted. “Englebert? Someone drew the short straw when names were being handed out in that family.” I tried to lighten my mood with a joke.

However, this did not last long. "And you, what's the matter coming to see me?" Leon asked the other creatures in the room. A taboo and no-nonsense half-life isn't really welcome anywhere. A Nephilim, a mix between humans and angels. The creature can also be accepted in Devil Reign because Leon allows it, on the condition that the creature becomes his accomplice. "It's about the plans of the Archangels, your guess is correct, Your Majesty." The long silver haired man that Felen bumped into gave a brief explanation.

"Fuck off half-breed!" I grunted, pulling my scythe from the dying body. The creature lay there, his eyes boring into me. It had been a terrible fight, the likes of which I hadn't had for some time, which was thrilling and yet somehow saddened me, to snuff out the very being who had brought me such joy. His lips turned up slightly, his eyes, as blinding as the sun met mine. So this was a son of Shamsiel, former guardian angel of Eden and aid to Uriel, the fallen angel who taught the signs of the sun to men. You could tell by their attributes, Shamsiel's descendants possessed eyes that could blind you, thankfully most of us had special gear to negate any of the Nephilim's known attributes. M

Soon, a hundred of them surrounded the area. The Nephilim are mysterious beings that are known to be large and strong. Although it was rumored that they are the offspring conceived through the union of fallen angels and daughters of Eve, they are actually failed experiments that my mother, Lilith conducted to produce a new form of organism using demon blood and dead cadavers. They probably gathered here because of the dense holy energy inside the Challengers. It was the holy energy that attracted them here. They were not interested in anything besides that.

She didn’t flinch. Then the guards grabbed my arms. “No—no, please, she’s pregnant! The child is innocent!” Liora’s voice cracked through the room as she rushed forward, her hands grabbing at mine. “Enough!” Ysara snapped. “The father is not. He is the Alpha of Obsidian—the man who has murdered our kind. You expect us to shelter his seed?” Liora dropped to her knees, hugging me tightly as they tried to pull me away. “Please, Mama, please… Selene is not a traitor. She didn’t know. She’s just a girl—”

Removing access logs. Erasing every sign she had ever been there. Until Nothing remained. No entry. No signature. No proof. She stepped back. The panel returned to its default screen. Untouched. Unchanged. Like nothing had happened. But as she turned to leave A faint line of code flickered at the bottom of the system log. Too fast for most to notice. Too subtle to track. A single mark. «Q» Then it vanished. Miles away, inside a secured server within Cross Empire—

"It is worse than that. Looks like someone… Has interfered with fate." Kharef's eyes narrowed. "Who?" The High Priest hesitated before he dared to speak it. "There are very few who know of this prophecy; The royal bloodline., my order, and..." His voice lowered. "...the keeper of forbidden shadows." Kharef understood immediately. "The Third Queen." His father's third wife, queen Neferaset. After Pharaoh Amenkhepri's death, she had withdrawn from court, claiming to seek a life of prayer and solitude.

A Nephilim, well, that was not what I was expecting. “Can we trace her DNA to her biological parents?” I asked. “Unfortunately, no, with the human DNA added to the mix, we can trace her to a specific family but not the actual parents. I tried to track down the families, but both family lines ended 500 years ago. There isn’t a direct living descendant alive. The few blood relatives alive have no idea about that part of their family.” She explains.