Slayer Novels & Stories

Boom! Sword ray and essence overflowed simultaneously. The others didn't even have time to react, including the nine eighth-levels. Only a few could see what was happening clearly. Just after Adrian drew the Divine Frost Slayer Blade, Caleb suddenly rushed forward and unsheathed his own blade. He slashed downward, unleashing a barbaric sword ray that fiercely descended toward Adrian's head. It was a straightforward strike, devoid of fancy maneuvers, but brimming with unmatched power.

Slater walked up ahead and slowed, turning back to shoot her a lazy grin. Drat, she wasn’t much up for conversation. She stared up the path at a fellow volunteer pointing out a random bird to the children, who gathered up ahead. The guy was a bird-watching guru. He yammered on for hours about weavers and hornbills. It bored the bejeezus out of her. Plus, she needed to pee for like the twentieth time that day; her bladder felt like it was about to burst. She glanced sideways at the demigod ambling beside her. Slater was a lethal Lamborghini as opposed to John—an imposing Ford F650 truck. “We haven’t officially been introduced. I’m guessing you know who I am.”

Helia threw back a brash retort, "Thanks for the compliment. You're a lot brighter sounding than the other giants I've killed." His tone took on a very confident, predatory lilt, "Have you now? And how many have you killed?" "Three. And I'm going to add your carcass to the tally!" she shouted. "Three? Huh." His rumbling laughter rolled over her, "You're certainly vicious. I've lost count of how many slayers I've ended. I thought perhaps after the first hundred, you humans would learn it was a futile endeavor to try and kill me." Helia drew her sword and gripped it in a combative stance, placed her shield before her, and shouted, "Why don't you come out and we'

I poked the keyboard in anger, “What are you thanking me? Who are you thanking? We are friends! I don’t need you to thank me!” System: “Lucifer’s madness erupted and activated Slaughter Mode.” War of God: “Alright, hurry up and get Lucifer’s account back. Don’t waste time killing me here.”

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

"William Morgan murdered your sister and her unborn child." Slayer's gaze locked onto Eliza, taking in her fine clothing and aristocratic bearing. Understanding dawned in his eyes, quickly followed by rage. "You're one of them," he growled, rising to his feet with predatory grace. "A Morgan." "I am Eliza Morgan," she confirmed calmly. "Recently returned daughter of the Morgan pack." The revelation acted like a spark to dry tinder. With a roar of fury, Slayer lunged toward her, his hands outstretched as if to tear her apart.

But after years of repeated pregnancies, my body was weak and fragile. He easily grabbed my neck and slowly crushed my windpipe. He told me that the daughter who had been sent away had already died of illness long ago. Everything went black before my eyes, and I violently coughed up blood and died. After my death, he threw my and my daughter's corpses into the wilderness to be devoured by hungry wolves. He then ceremoniously married Briar, who was five months pregnant. Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse.

Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other. As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both