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​I ducked as a blast of red, necrotic magic shot over my head, incinerating the stone pillar behind me. ​A Vampire Lord—tall, draped in crimson armor—stepped out from the shadows of the cloisters. He wielded a staff topped with a glowing, blood-red crystal. ​"Wolves," the Vampire Lord hissed, his voice echoing in the courtyard. "You bring yourselves to the slaughter." ​He slammed his staff into the ground. A shockwave of dark magic ripped through the courtyard. Several Blackwood warriors and Legionnaires were thrown off their feet, clutching their ears as the magic burned their senses.

I said and she shrugged "So, tell me mom. Let's talk about this now. What is it about Adrian touching that book which makes you so scared?" I said and she looked at me for some time and sat saying "Elsa. This book contain somethings Adrian doesn't need to know if he opens it. It will make him uncontrollable and you'll lose him. Yes, it's a sacred book and it should help him. But they are still some mysteries. If he finds out now. It will only bring more tention between the natural and the supernatural...and hence, the natural will be destroyed in the process...and that's only going to be a disaster that will never end. Except, there's a sealed being--" she stopped not finishing her statement

Linda is mine and mine alone even if it means I will kidnap her heart ,I wouldn't regret it a bit. I logged into the internet later and organised an online meeting only to be told by other workers that Linda's PC is disconnected. I called her office intercom and she told me she wanted to rest a bit before it's time to go home. I told her co-workers not to disturb her throughout the day and none of them had the effrontery to question my orders. "Well,she needs rest and am damn gonna give her lots of it",I murmured to myself grinning from ear to ear,I love this girl so much.

As a child, I loved reading but since I was taken to the cellar door, the habit had died, but I smiled knowing that this might be my new favorite place in the mansion. The scent of aged paper hung in the air as I browsed the collection, a mix of classic literature and rare tomes on various subjects. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, knowing that this place held not just knowledge, but also the secrets and power of the don's empire. The dark lord's desk, positioned by a large window overlooking the city, was adorned with designs and held a few carefully chosen books, perhaps with hidden meanings known only to a selected few. I wanted to let my imagination fly and think one of the bo

Lancelot looked at everyone, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he was almost paralyzed with bliss. Nevertheless, the excitement lasted for only a brief moment before his forehead knitted together. “Master Woods, there are truly abundant treasures in this forest! This forest must be a treasure-hunting hotspot, and I suspect that there is already someone who have broken through to the ultimate god realm!”

Leo's cloudy eyes suddenly snapped open, turning to look at the nearby Raul, his voice dripping with murderous intent, "I know your strength. Even facing a Martial Overlord, you wouldn't fail. Why did you let Alexander go?!" Raul half-knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head. "Mister Leo, Alexander's strength... seems like that of a Lord of War!" A Lord of War?! "Lord of War, no wonder..." Beside Leo, the stooped old man with gray hair played with the blood-red poison insects in his hand, speaking softly, "Mister Leo, since he's suspected to be a Lord of War, it's understandable that Raul didn't dare to act."

This was Sinners, where werewolves came to lose all inhibitions. "Fuck!" I cursed, my heart pounding loudly as I tasted real fear. A male's hand grabbed my waist and I flinched away. Someone cupped my ass and squeezed and I cried out in outrage. "Get the fuck away from me!" Suddenly, I felt a dark looming presence rise up behind me and all the eager werewolves froze. A huge jacket slid over my shoulders, smelling of leather and sandalwood and money. "You heard her." The dark, smokey voice said softly, daring any of the men to challenge him. To my surprise, they raised their hands and backed off hastily. That voice was so familiar... I spun around and gaped at the rude, handsome stranger.

His eyes, too, were dark with driven purpose and malice. He wore a vaguely military outfit of dark purple tunic and leggings. Then Ruslan noticed there were other men in the hall too. They stood stiff like a stone by the walls. They were garbed in flowing grey robes which gave them a clerical air. Yet power and magic seemed to emanate from them in waves so palpable, Ruslan could almost touch it. After one long look at those strange people, he knew he would much rather face the Groundsler. "So," said the man in the purple robe, rubbing the beast's hideous head as he gazed at his captive, "I have heard that my dear daughter is back, is that true?"

The solution, the lord, still unmarried wished to marry one of us and my sister came forward to comply with his demands, as usual sacrificing herself for my sake. My sister's age was closer to his appearance since I don't know what the lord's actual age is, he could be 100, no one knew how old the Vampire lord was but he never looked a day older than 25. He had come in person to ask my sister's hand. My father had begrudgingly given his consent, he was helpless. I had peeked out from our small bedroom and seen him for the first time. His tall stature dwarfed the sofa he was sitting on, his all-black attire and long black hair gave out a fearsome aura. My sister was said to be the fairest mai

Melanie thought in horror. "He is dead to me the moment he decided to become a spy. And now, you are dead too. Nobody questions me" the Lord billowed and pierced the figure bowing down on the ground with his sharp tail-like thing. Unknown to anyone present in that hall, it resembled the exact picture, that was shown to the Lords by Lord agamanan predicting the arrival of Apocalypse. It was showing the lord piercing his subject with his sharp tail and a shadow being a witness to it all.