Thanatos X Zagreus Novels & Stories

"Mr. Johnson, Ms. Stewart, the camera Ms.Stone used was a specialized scientific model. All the footage it recorded was encrypted and uploaded in real time, with automatic cloud backup." He pressed play, and the sounds of my desperate pleas for mercy and their vicious mockery played in the speakers: "Ding ding ding! You got it right, so your prize is to have the chance to use your life to win me a research slot! "Only one life in exchange for my bright future! Isn't that sooo worth it?" Luna's face went pale, drained of all color as she started trembling. Meanwhile, Zachary stared straight at the screen, his eyes widening with fear. "I-Impossible…"

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel

Gesa was a small city in Hanorak bordered by green vegetation, the people were mainly farmers, fishermen and traders, Infact it had the largest market west of Hanorak with stalls bursting to fullness with more wares than a mind could fathom there were cabbages and melons the size of a bull's head and grapes so sweet and juicy they stained the fingers a shocking purple for days after wards, there was a cobbler and a tanner and a cart full to spilling with buttered scones, the jeweller stood by his curtained tent enticing ladies to sample his wares and exclaiming how it brought out the light in their eyes or the milkiness of their skin, somewhere ahead a juggler juggled his colourful balls and

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

He kissed my cheek, and I ran to tell mother everything about my day. Darkness fell over the dream, and I felt a dark pull. My heart rate quickened; my breath deepened. There was a dim light in the distance, so small I couldn’t gauge how far away it was. I walked and walked, and the light barely changed. I began to panic and felt like I was drowning. A box appeared around me and started filling with water. I couldn’t break the glass; the water was being pumped in through a pipe too big for me to block with anything. Then a light turned on, and in front of the box stood Claire, Lucas, and Dan. I began to lift with the rising water. It wasn’t long before the box was almost full, and I took my

When I woke up, I stretched lazily before the comments appeared in my vision again: [Whoa, talk about bloody! There's nothing scarier than human nature in the apocalypse!] [Yeah, it really magnifies the darkness of humanity…] [To think he could even do that to his own parents… what an animal!] [What a selfish scum! He could do anything for a mouthful of food!] I turned on the surveillance and saw Charles and his parents fighting each other, bloodied and bruised, all over a single pack of instant noodles. "You old hag! Why are you fighting me for this food when you've got cancer?"

The request is not a request and the threat is not a threat, and the young man's face cycles through something I cannot read before he turns and walks toward the residential wing at a pace that is almost a run. I stay at the chapel threshold. My hands are at my sides. The gravel is ten steps away, and Domenico stands in the center of it with the ledger under his arm and Lorenzo's watch on his wrist, and I understand that what is about to happen in this courtyard is the reason I was brought here. Not to catalogue archives. Not to settle a debt. To be standing at this threshold when the heir to the Armenise syndicate asks his uncle why his brother is dead. Don Tobia crosses the courtyard ten m

“Thanatos, I need more time. I have my family to support. I don’t have 10 million just lying around.” “So what will it be, then? Your hand? A foot? Or perhaps something of more value you to you?” “There must be a fair arrangement. We can come too.” Thanatos scans the room and locks eyes on me and smiles. My heart pounds, and I forget how to breathe; his scent fills my nostrils, and I feel dizzy. I hold on to the table to steady myself. “I will take one of your daughters. That one.” He points at me. “If in a couple of months you do not pay up, I’ll take another.”

Morwenna wanted me to paint, and although she was supposed to be painting with me, she had gotten distracted by a squirrel. Pups… ‘Our pups are perfect!’ Thantos said, growling in approval. ‘Yeah.’ I agreed, glancing at Xendaya as Morgana talked to her, her scent reaching my nose as Xendaya glared at the ground. ‘I made that one.’ Thanatos said proudly. I raised an eyebrow. Was he for fucking real? ‘Carry on wishing, it was my dick that did the fucking job and you can’t even fucking be sure of that.’

He could believe that Caleb would gain the ability to punch above his weight, but punching above his weight while also killing instantly? Caleb smiled faintly in turn. "Yorba Danmel, Tobek Zangief, Zahn Nispark… I will bury you and your friends right here!" Bang! A five foot-long ancient bronze coffin appeared right beside Caleb just then! Clang! The lid on the coffin opened audibly and slowly just then, revealing a darkness within that was no different from the abyss. Yorba, Tobek, Zahn, and their respective patriarchs felt their hearts skipping a beat seeing such an eerie sight, unable to smile…