Slayer Novels & Stories

Ruby questioned pointing at the purple bladed black scythe displayed on the wall over the fireplace. "Well, that's Azrael, slayer of immortals. It can kill even gods, demons, and the highly phantasmal Dragons. It's an heirloom one of my ancestors collected from a gorgon. No one wielded it because they were too afraid of its power. It can strike fear in everyone by its mere presence as people tend to be when facing death. Once an entity is slain by its blade their existence will vanish completely. It also destroys both the body and the soul, no heaven or hell just nothing. It is one of the sharpest blades in all of the Realm of Twilight along with Excalibur." A

To avoid getting killed by molotovs, grenades, missiles, the trophy system prevents that from happening. “Dalawa objective, dalawa slayer, isa anchor?” tanong niya nang magsimula ang game. “Slayer ako!” Sigaw niya at mabilis na tumakbo papunta sa unang hardpoint para pigilan ang kalaban na makapasok. “Hoy, tumapak kayo!” sigaw ni Oliver. “Masyadong magaling si Xhyro! Nakabantay sa taas, hindi makapasok sa hardpoint!”

Nathan then instantly flipped over the air and stands at Zitrey’s side. Slayer smirked from the unexpected hit he receives. He tardily holds his long blade katana while tapping it on his shoulder. The dull part was colored in black while the sharp one was in shiny silver, and in between, they were a dark purple in a zigzag pattern. The weapon was scary enough to make goosebumps, it seems possessed by the shadow of death. Slayer then uttered while staring intently to Nathan, “I will play with you lad. You seem fun.” he then looked at his remaining troupe, “There are still few people upstairs, so babies, kill the rest~”

The latter was already weakly kneeling on the ground at this point. When Satan was heading in Tyr’s direction, the slash was already right in front of his eyes. Bam! It was an extremely domineering attack. Shattering Hill was an attack that was powerful enough to split a mountain into two. Despite being a Demigod, Satan found it difficult to withstand Tyr’s terrifying blow after suffering from multiple heavy injuries. With that single blow, Satan flew out dozens of meters away at the time. Before he landed, his blood was spilled into the air.

Because it was Grayson who killed him. It wasn't anger, hate or power that made Gray murder my father. But my father himself. A mercy killing. My father was dying and didn't want to die like that. He wanted to go out on his terms. As a warrior. So, he had Uncle Gray challenge him. One on one, for the title. My father got what he wanted. A noble death. A warrior's death. One fit for the Alpha and leader he'd been his whole life. So, Grayson inherited the title. And us.

Undead had terrible naming sense. It seems that it wasn’t just their lives that had been lost when they died. Just like Muscles was a direct expression of his name, Slender was also an exact definition of his name. His prominent clavicular and rib bones as well as his overtly expressed zygomatic bone and temporalis muscle were enough to show that he was wasted. While he was tall, he was as slim as a broom and would have been mistaken for a terminally ill man if he wasn’t already dead. Standing with Muscles, they drew such a stark contrast between themselves that it was almost comical; however, the Undead with them didn’t think so.

He slapped my cheek slightly and moaned. "So fucking tight. This pussy is mine. Mine and mine alone. I don't want to share. Oh, shit. I love the way your pussy clench around me...I am the only one who is gonna fucking this...just me and me only...(moans)...You are gonna squeeze the life out of my cock. Fuck you, fuck this shameless pussy. Fuck it...fuck." He rambled on and on. He was taking fun in my displeasure. He was enjoying himself but it hurts so bad.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit.

He quickly dropped the chair and swerved out of the way of a flying fist and meandered his way out the door. Outside the bar Sly fox allowed the fresh cool evening air to cool his body. Even though he has had a lot of drinks he was still sober enough to track down his killers. He pulled out the smartphone, corp issued, and brought out everything about the assassin he needed to take down in this hunt. This was his fourth hunt which means he is a delta. He leered at the image of a hot brunette that filled his screen.

Inside was a girl with dirty clothes lying there. Ivan's eyes turned cold, he reached out and squeezed Jennifer's throat. Jennifer was breathing fast, why was this man so cold, his hand was like a scythe of death that was close to her neck, could squeeze her to death at any time. "Please forgive me," Jennifer whispered, feeling her strength disappear, her throat aching. Is she about to die, why is her body getting weaker and weaker? Ivan squeezed his hand tighter, making Jennifer's already white face look terrifyingly white.