Scythe Lucifer Mga Nobela at Kwento

Something took over my body. Power erupted from me as the scythe flew from Elder Zeebs hand into my own, my arm swung out as Alpha Kylen seemed to appear out of nowhere stepping in front of his father, the blade sliced through his neck. He fell to the ground as Elder Zeeb stood in shock, then screamed “My son, you little bitch, you murdered my son, as he knelt holding his son's head, his Luna ran to Alpha Kylens body sobbing throwing herself at him. Behind Zeeb, the army moved to attack me. The scythe was poised again as power continued to spill out. "Leave!" an unfamiliar voice ordered as the wolves' heads snapped up and Elder Zeeb and the Luna looked at me and the others in shock.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

This cannot continue any longer. The lady's eyes gleamed and filled with tears as she bowed her head down and said, ''From this day on, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve---? How may I address you? '' ohh haha.. you can call me, Lucifer. Lucifer Avereza.'' Aoife: As the current Fairy Queen, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve Lord Lucifer Avereza as his loyal retainer and as well as the loyalty of all my familia will be placed under you. Oh great lord please let us serve you.''

I kissed her paling lips and ran straight for the barracks downstairs. Scott hadn’t progressed much less than my mate, his body shivering in cold chills and his face a pale, sad color of death. He still managed to crack a grin, though. “Very clever, Lycan,” he groaned. He blinked slow, on the edge of unconsciousness that would inevitably lead to his demise. “You just think you’re so fucking smart.” I shrugged, somewhat proud. “You want to share that antidote now, or should I let you die alone in peace, mutt?”

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

Liam muttered under his breath, his Lycan senses narrowing his focus until the world became nothing but the sound of his own breathing and the erratic thrum of the monster’s energy. The Shadow, sensing the threat, swung a massive, razor-sharp arm of hardened black ink toward him. The limb lengthened as it traveled, turning into a wicked scythe of solid shadow. Liam ducked beneath the sweeping strike, the wind of the blade missing his throat by mere inches, the sheer cold of its passage freezing the collar of his leather coat instantly. Using the momentum of his duck, he planted his heavy, steel toed boot onto a fallen, discarded tower shield, using it as a springboard to launch his massive f

My forehead broke into a cold sweat because of the pain. “I also know that you are good at fighting and Lucien has been training you personally that is why I put you under these lights!” “It is specially designed to drain wolves of their energy and render them useless!” the man said and I finally understood why I was starting to feel like my heart beat has slowed down. “What do you want from me?” I asked. “I told you that I just want to see how special you are that you can even subdue that demon by the name Lucien Hart!”

The rest of the spectators cheered him and carried him up and chanted his nickname. "Lucifer! The hell dog!" They kept chanting. I pulled away from the window and sighed. I hoped and prayed he would forget me tonight. I hoped his victory would occupy the thoughts of his mind, but I was wrong. A few minutes later, the very image of my thought strolled casually into my room. "Turn around," Lucifer commanded me in his alpha male voice and without much resistance, I obeyed, heading to the bed, my face away from his. Lucifer Saunron is the alpha male of the Lycans and the owner of me.

he declared. "No, stop. See? She fainted already," I tried to console Lucifer. "Look at her. Our mate is hot. She already sent her the send-off package." "But my mate abhors me,” he howled in grief. "What should we do now?” "I will try my best to make her love us, and my birthday is coming up.” "What does your birthday have to do with any of this?" Lucifer inquired. "Have you ever celebrated your birthday, even since you were an alpha?"

He bowed, then opened the door and walked out. "And if they do mate?" I asked him again as soon as he sat down, not bothering to mask how I was feeling. "Well, a Lycan's bite is lethal. Lycanthropy refers to madness. So she or he will go mad and die. Why are you asking all these questions?" "No reason; I just got curious. I may need to experiment on new ways to kill people who used to get on my nerves when I worked at the hospital." He snorted, "You may get punished though, but first, both of you need to get mated first for you to be able to kill anyone," he whispered suggestively.