Scorpion King Book Of Souls Novels & Stories

I hugged the her immediately “You came,” I whispered. “You know I would.” She answered. And in her hands, wrapped carefully was the book. She unwrapped it and my breath caught. My mother didn’t speak, she just simply let the cloth fall away. The air charged more. The pressure could be felt. Kael had a horrified face staring at the book. It was entwined in vines— Blood vines. The raw power from the book pressed against my skin, my lungs, my bones—everywhere.

"I know we need to leave. But would you mind if I...?" "Take your time," he said, rising. "I'll be in my room. Come for me when you're ready." He left, and I was alone with the quiet and the heavy book. I slid it closer, its stiff cover groaning in protest. The first page I turned to held a chillingly precise ink illustration of a "Silent Scourge." The text described a skeletal horror with unnervingly long, scythe-like claws. Though deaf, it could sense the faintest whisper of mana, possessed blinding speed, and had vision that far surpassed any mortal's.

He couldn’t help but blame this on his rotten luck since he had actually come to the inner court in hopes of stealing the Life Book. That book was a mystical treasure, also known as the Nature’s Book. As long as he got his hands on it, he would finally be able to bring his mother’s soul back to the mortal realm. Elsewise, she wouldn’t be able to leave the nether realm at all. However, it was near impossible to achieve this. The Life Book wasn't on King Sandros' desk, but instead with King Sandros himself. It took him quite a lot to get such information out of the king's concubine, costing him his reputation within the nether realm.

Can she leave him when the goddess gave them to each other? Mortus rubbed his cheek into her hand, feeling her warmth. Scorpia’s wings shook, by fear or the tingles that shot through her I would never know. “The King, or Emperor as he likes to call himself, of the Rogues is Virion,” Mortus breathed, raking in her scent. “He is started as a sorcerer and practiced necromancing.” Orion slammed his hand on the railing, breaking the trance Scoripa had Mortus . Shaking her head, she pulled his face back to hers. “Keep going,” she muttered. “This will help, keep going.”

Elise hastily cast a spell based on the Book of Gates to throw her soul into the Lake of Fire, where the witch priestess screamed endlessly. The black hole meanwhile sucked in all the Cobra King’s soldiers, including the Nubians, all the dead bodies of the army and horses in the battlefield—but it left the Scorpion King’s army behind who were still alive. The soldiers who were sucked in by the black hole screamed loudly with fear. Some tried to grab on to something or someone but that did not help at all. They were all awed by the elite seer and her great powers at that very moment.

I sit up, slapping Flavius on the thigh, "Now come on, get up." Flavius jumps from my sudden attack, rubbing his leg as he sits up. A smile playfully tugs at the end of my lips. I jump from the bed, stretching my body out. Flavius turns himself onto his back and stares up at the ceiling before pulling himself from the bed. I grab two brown satchels that sit against one of the many bookshelves carved into the cave wall of my room, tossing one of the bags to Flavius. "The Horde of Fates is located in the far north. The journey will be fairly long, so pack well," I tell him.

Keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I screamed at the pain, I screamed for what was to come. “Keep screaming, I like it when they scream.” I had my head turned away and eyes shut but when he said that, it wasn’t him talking, it was his beast. I dared to look at him and what I found was Aodh, God of the underground himself staring back at me with an evil grin. Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous.

As JK in that very moment and time realizes that he is within the future and the loop of seventh. “Interesting.” Now from the knocking sound of death and blood in between, the cursed book that the other holds are paving the road to the different, yet the same tragic blood end that ‘HE’ paid with and they must complete. “It is about to start.” She coldly whispers as a slowly swirling hole of darkness was formed inches away, but specifically and directly unto her eyes. She coldly smiles bowing as she reached her hands near and towards the pale hands that are slowly emerging from the hole with the distinct mark around its writs indicating a guardian's symbol of Scorpio, yet more than that.

The poison almot killed me from last time. "I will end you Prince Vincent! I apologize to the great Alpha King for losing his heir. He will have to find another one! But I think he won't be able to since I am killing him too. I will erase your bloodline in the face of the earth!” He opened his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs, he aimed to bite me but I read his movements so I dodge. "Not so fast rogue!" I made a leap in the air high enough to make my legs kick him hard on the chest. I was sure to cut into his flesh as soon as my sharp claws connected with his stomach.

“Elio was persuasive. He said the pack needed this. A way to preserve his knowledge if anything happened to him. I believed him.” I flipped through the pages. “And now you want to fix it? After weeks of me losing myself? After my own sister cried because I smell wrong?” He looked almost sorry. “I did not know it would be this messy. The binding took stronger than expected. Your soul fought harder than most.” I closed the book hard. “Because it is my life. My memories. My scent. You tried to steal all of it.” Lorne stepped around the table. “Take the book. Study the spell. We can do it together. Quietly. No one else needs to know.”