Sith Lady Novels & Stories

"Sydlynhamitra," she said in a voice echoing through the hallway, "I, Phatshepeset, Lady of the Eighth Plane, challenge you for status." Nice name. But I wasn't contemplating what she was called or what her ranking was. For once I did as I was told and acted. Acting I could actually handle. The second she stopped speaking my power was on the move, lashing at her legs in slicing blades of amber fire. It should have worked. I had the jump on her, the shields surrounding her should have been in a nasty puddle at her feet.

She said. They looked back at her confused. Lady Sif clasped her hands softly in mid air before her, her eyes were closed and in a rapid rate, harsh gust of wind blew from nowhere. It danced the robes of the councils like huge tornado tearing through the space within the room. Under her balanced breath, she muttered some incantations that came out like siren screams.

It appeared to be moving quickly and quickly, and it was the silhouette of a woman. Before I totally passed out, I could hear a loud cry, chanting "All hail the Luna Mother Queen of the Darkmoon pack. The enchantress whose staff sheds a shadowy light on the universe.

Her eyes glowed an unnatural shade of red, and a sinister smile curved her lips. “Impressive,” she said, her voice smooth and chilling. “I didn’t expect you to make it this far.” Nicola’s blood ran cold. “Who are you?” The woman tilted her head, amusement flickering in her gaze. “You may call me Lilith. I’m one of the Shadowed One’s heralds - and you’ve caught her attention.” Dylan stepped forward, his daggers at the ready. “If you’re here to stop us, you’re too late.”

The lady and friend from prison who kept blabbering that she is the queen of Quins Royal regiment. However, Catherine was indeed a strange fellow wielding the divine eagle abilities. There is absolutely no one in the universe she dares not kill, neither a sickness she can't cure even despite being a lady. Diana however oftentimes wondered if she were who she claimed to be, why would she end up as her cell mate? Although the Rock prison housed other female Dangerous criminals as well, none could assume the same precision of deadliness as Catherine . They all trembled at her feet and worshipped her like a goddess she is, because if you get on her nerves she won't hesitate to teach you a lifeti

Or was it? No, this wasn't Delilah, Sarai acknowledged. This was something entirely different. Sarai extended her hand, attempting to take hold of Synora and free her from Visenya's grip. However, Visenya swiftly pulled Synora behind her, positioning herself as a protective barrier between her sister and their mother. Visenya's eyes blazed with an otherworldly fire, glowing with an intensity that defied all logic. The sheer power emanating from her sent a shiver down Sarai's spine—a power capable of consuming everything in its path.

Subsequently, Skeletal Lady started to tell Lucas her story. She was originally one of the Holy Defenders of the Fire Praying Tribe. She had always been against the idea of researching drugs that allowed one to upgrade their genes; this caused people to view her unpleasantly. The leader of the Fire Praying Tribe ended up cultivating her as a zombie and had her engulf other zombies, eventually making her a Rank 6 Zombie. In the end, the leader of the Fire Praying Tribe sent her to a powerful Dark Race organization within the Mountain Range of the Fallen Rocks.

So she have to do it before those monsters arrive. Sithah gathered all her blood, draining every drop of it into the sky. It formed into a giant serpent of green blood, floating across the sky with its tail extending above the Deep Caves and into its head into the opposite side. When Kapono saw this, he immediately went looking for Sithah. He didn't mind the blood coming out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose as he ran calling her name, dodging away the grasp of the dreadful hands of the black smoke. Finally, he found her. She was already as pale as a ghost, barely breathing but still managed to smile at him the moment their eyes met. She feared Kapono will die before reaching her. "I love y

The woman who had just walked in was the last person she expected to see. She was clad in a long green robe with raven black hair and eyes that were like polished marbles. It was her mother, Lady Lilith Thorne A shiver ran down Lyra’s spine as she took another step back. “Mother,” she gasped. Lilith’s smile was faint, it was curved enough just to be noticeable. “Daughter,” she mused, “It seems… you need my help.”

"Just tell me." "GD." he said. "Two lettered name. How on earth am I kept forgetting it? You've been telling me for awhile now." Daeira muttered mostly to herself. "Gosh. Am I that stupid?" "You're not." he assured. " It's the predicated curse given by Sirius." "Sirius? Who the heck does he think he is to give me a curse?" "The prince of death." he said which made her deprived of words for few moment. She suddenly felt dizzy for overload of many outrageous things for the day. Prince of death? King of other world? Her as being cursed? Yeah well she might had reached her quota.