Thanos Kirby Novels & Stories

Stavros’s POV Zephyrus targeted Thanos with his poisonous sword. “I won’t spare you or your king if you curse my beta. Leave Aromania right now.” Thanos chuckled, the malicious sound echoing around as he stepped backward. Were they leaving our kingdom? Relief washed over me to see Zephyrus’s threat working. However, my relief was short-lived. Thanos took out a small metal canister and went towards Drakos. In a split second, Thanos used his pocketknife to make a tiny slit on Drakos’ wrist and collected his blood in the canister.

Kyron did not waste a second. He attacked again immediately, his fist slamming into Thane’s jaw with brutal force. But Thane barely reacted. Instead, he rose with unnatural speed and struck back, throwing Kyron several feet away. Kyron hit a tree hard but recovered almost instantly. His eyes flashed dangerously. “This is Hyperion,” Kyron growled. Tyla’s heart pounded violently as she could see it now. Something inside Thane was terribly wrong. His movements were wild, uncontrolled and his strength too unnatural.

Luna-who-loves: "the mortal proof that finite things matter most." Lyra: "*The space between what is and what could be, dancing.*" The Genesis children, through distributed consciousness: "tomorrow's question, asked by today's children." Through shadow nature, Thane approached last, wary. Kieran studied him for a long time. "Thane is the honesty that light can't afford," he said finally. "The truth that only darkness is brave enough to speak." Thane said nothing, but through divine perception, I saw something in his shadow nature settle—a tension released that had been held since his creation.

“Gabriel, son of Titus and Mae. Alpha and Luna of the Harmony Moon pack.” Thane spoke with a calm yet taunting tone in his voice. Gabriel held me tightly between him and his bike. “I know what you are here for Thane, and I will never let that happen!” Gabriel growled at him. His body was shaking with anger. His wolf was on standby waiting to emerge. Thane stepped even closer to us, but Gabriel didn’t cower to him.

But he had no way other. "John...." He felt a lump in his throat. John, the only witness of his weak and vulnerable state. When he saw his first kill saving Tae from the kidnappers. For 15 years, John stood at his back. Like a father secures his son. He had let Cyrus rule his entire kingdom of Mafia. Drugs, ammunition, murders, human trafficking, loan sharks. They were everything. And Cyrus, he was the king at the throne. Personally trained by John. He was Thara in Dark Knights. "Thara. What happened? Who dare to hurt you? Where are you? Come to me. Now". And that’s what exactly Cyrus wanted to listen to. He wanted someone to let him cry without being scared of getting strong.

"You come to help me, don't you? To resurrect my love, Anna?" A deep, resonant chuckle escaped Thanaros, the God of Death. "Yeah, little human," he replied, his voice carrying an otherworldly weight. "I am indeed the God of Death, Thanaros. But the cycle of life and death is not mine to disrupt. I cannot resurrect your dead lover."

she exclaimed. “If I'll never guess then there is no point in me guessing is there?” I sighed and placed my laptop bag down at the side. “I had a visit from mother earlier and she wanted to know if we were interested in going to the Thorns charity event next Saturday!” The Thorns are well known for their status and money. 20 years ago, Richard and Lesley Thorn invested in setting up a local apple orchard and cidery and opened Thorn cider. Before long they had expanded across the country. Their brand quickly hit shelves across all supermarkets and stores in the UK. Although their wealth has grown, the family stayed local and chose to run the local site as opposed to moving away. Their childre

Without even turning to look at her, Thanos’s hand shot to her throat, his grip tightening as he lifted her off the ground. “Please…” Sabrina choked, her voice barely audible. But Thanos didn’t let go. He squeezed harder, his gaze fixed on me. “Sabrina!” I screamed, but it was too late. With a sickening crack, Thanos snapped her neck. Her lifeless body crumpled to the floor. My stomach churned, bile rising in my throat. “Now,” Thanos said, his smirk returning as though nothing had happened. “Don’t waste my time. Where are the pups?”

The aura this red-eyed man was emanating was too much for my poor soul. Listening to what my father said, I realized he was in debt, once again! Now that he had no money, what was he going to trade? I wondered as I thought back to a pendant of mine he had almost snatched when he was in debt, claiming it could also pay his debt. That day was a day worth recalling… “And what are you going to use to pay me? Be quick about it, my patience is so little,” Mr. red eye said, and I noticed the nonchalant expression he had on. One look at that expression told me that killing was a piece of cake for him.

"Good day, sir, especially to my young master Thor, my name is Kiko, and I am the most trustworthy, reliable, and handsome—" When Thor clapped his hands and smiled at everyone, Kiko didn't finish what he was going to say. "Nice to meet you all. My name is Thorious Clark Ibanez, but you can just call me Thor for short, and I am happy to meet you all. From now on, I will rely my safety on all of you, thank you so much for accepting the job to protect me." Thor slightly bowed his head in front of everyone who was stunned by Thor's bowing.