Romans & histoires Supernatural Book Of The Damned

I was still so weak from my earlier spell. "I will, soon enough. But I have something to tell you…" Tamera said gravely, so that I was forced to look at her and pay attention. "What is it? What do you have to tell me that can’t be said back at Elijah's pack land?" "it's related to what you just witnessed. What you just saw is happening in real time. Damien raised those dead people, and is making minions out of them. And you can guess where he's sending them to." Tamera said and I thought for a moment before gasping in shock.

~KADE~ We walked into the library and I heard Damian gasp behind me. “I have never seen such a huge library before” He murmured as he glanced around in awe. “It’s a supernatural library,of course you haven't seen anything like it” I murmured. “We don't have time to waste. I'll be over at the cursed section. You both go to the section that has to do with wolves and hybrids” Axel ordered before walking away leaving Damian and I together.

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

I replied. "What book?" "Oh, so I went to the Pack Witch a few days ago and she gave me this really big book so I could really understand what I was up for." Damon's eyes widened slightly. "I thought it was lost." "The book?" He nodded. "Yes. The book. It was kind of taken by the Great Demon before he got locked up. He didn't want it to be possible for other White Wolves to get access to it. I'm guessing someone must have written a newer edition but without all of the information."

"You witch! I'll put an end to you right here!" Leo sneered, unfazed, and stepped forward to confront him. But his confident smirk faltered as he realized his zombie werewolves had failed to materialize. He glared at Damian, his eyes narrowing in confusion. "What have you done?" Damian's response was a snarl of contempt. "I've sent your demons back to hell. And now, I'll do the same to you." With a mighty roar, he transformed into his Almighty alpha wolf form, his body growing four times larger than the average wolf. His paws thundered on the ground, shaking the very foundations of the room.

As soon as a drop of his blood touched the box, it opened and the book was revealed. "What's that?" Tasha asked Damian. "Every semester, books are revealed to guide students on where all the supernatural studies will be taken from, it's like a guide for all the test and exams we would write concerning supernatural studies" Damian explained and all of them listened keenly. "Does Jordan do this every semester?" Ashley asked. "This is the first time a book is locked with the Oscars bloodline, the previous one was from the witches in the West Coast it was called the way of life and it was unlocked by one of their witches in this school" Damian explained and they all nodded their head in realizat

Enraged at the people that sold me, I set the orphanage on fire. That's when the story of my existence started to circulate. They had called me The Reaper. After I started the fire on my old orphanage I was seen by the whole Brakstone City perched on the burning building, holding the scythe with a cloth coiled around my face. It was the same scythe that I had killed my father and the same cloth he'd worn as he died. And it hadn't matter if I'm just a child at that time their fear had made me an enormous monster in their eyes.

He was about to attach his sinful lips on mine until. BANG. The door got roughly opened making my eyes snapped open. My head shot towards the door as I got a little light of hope but it also fades away when I witnessed a ragging beast breathing heavily as his eyes were glaring at Jack with his red demonic eyes ready to kill someone. Damon. There is always a bright morning after a dark night Don't let your hopes die because the one whose listening to you wouldn't let you down.

The spark of limitless uniqueness and the spark of life but I turned the tables over and chose how I saw myself, how I saw it all, and I reaffirmed, I called myself and my gift the spark that beholds the antiquity of foreordination, the spark of creation and destruction, the spark of doom and cataclysm, the spark of "Apocalypse And Of Chaos." With all the power I beheld, just a single gaffe sent me on a whole different path, a mistake that poured sand, ashes and liquor upon my spark. And a path that occurred faster than it could have been said or penned down. Little did I realise all these were just the spark of a new life but before it all, comes the spark of Apocalypse and the downfall of

For a split second, the noise died. “JAX!” David’s voice sliced through, breaking me from my trance as every muscle in my body locked instantly. David emerged from within the crowd, standing a few feet away, confusion etched across his face. His eyes shifted, and I followed his gaze to see he was staring at the strong hands of the stranger. His arm was wrapped around my waist, bringing our lower bodies almost to the point of contact. An evil thought crossed my mind, causing a cruel smile to appear on my lips. I mouthed ‘fuck you’ to David, grabbed the tattooed stranger and smashed my lips to his.