The Destroyer Novel Novels & Stories

" I turned and stepped into the Rolls-Royce waiting at the curb. The tinted windows slid up, muffling the desperate wails and curses from Gary and Rita behind me. Then, inside my mind, the familiar robotic voice finally spoke. [Mission complete! The Newark Group has been dismantled. The original Abby's lingering resentment has fully dissipated. Host performance rating: S. Preparing to exit the world…] I closed my eyes and sank into the soft leather seat. A faint, relieved smile tugged at my lips. In this world—where the strong devour the weak—only building wealth and power never betray you. As for cheap family affection and fake love? Throw them in the trash. They'd just take up space. The E

She said, Her eyes had a faraway look in them, and for a second sadness bloomed in those hazel dunes. "I was never given love in a silver spoon so I just learned to lick it off sharp knives." Her words were real but they sliced through his heart. He ruined her. He damaged her trust in him. He destroyed the concept of love for her. "If you think you could change my mind then you're wrong, Hunter." She leaned closer, her dark gaze peering into his sorrow-filled eyes. "You killed the girl who loved you dearly. The remaining of her essence was wiped by this new Silvia. You should leave when I'm still being kind. Because this time Alonso won't be attacking you but his daughter will. So leave," Sh

Moira Turner She'd welcomed the darkness with open arms, never felt as powerful and chagrined as she did in the presence of infinite unknowing darkness and now it was all fading fast as the darkness retreated, deep into the abyss, locked away in some part of her consciousness. She knew she was not awake, yet she'd never felt alive, she'd never wanted to wake up until now, the darkness faded and left behind a powerful white light and it blinded her, burnt her skin, leaving nothing but charred scars and burnt flesh, She'd gone from comfort to immense pain

The First Reader whispered, "You divided your own soul..." "...to save creation." The dark Adrian nodded. "Finally." "Someone remembers." The Stranger clenched the Pen of Endings. "So you are only half of him." The dark Adrian laughed. "No." "He is." The words struck everyone like lightning. The White Book burst open. Its pages turned wildly before stopping on a single sentence. The Creator kept the light. The Destroyer kept the truth. The city trembled. The old man holding Adrian's journal slowly fell to his knees.

"Charlotte, Sophie has been deported overseas. The information's been sealed. Almost nobody knows about it. "And from what I heard, she was sent to a riot zone. The people there are basically all violent criminals." At that point, he paused awkwardly. It was obvious he found the next part difficult to say. After a long silence, he finally spoke again. "There are barely any women there. Sending Sophie to a place like that... well, you could say she got what she deserved." I had heard colleagues talk about riot zones before. The people sent there were either criminals who leaked classified information or complete monsters beyond redemption.

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.

The banquet ended in disaster. In the empty room, Audrey methodically cleaned the scratches on her arm with alcohol pads and wrapped them with practiced ease. Her phone vibrated. An anonymous message lit up the screen: [Keep pushing, and I'll bury your whole family with you!] Audrey: [Try me.] She stepped into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the scalding water steam the room instantly. Through the mist, she retrieved a razor blade from the corner, pressing the edge lightly against the artery of her pale wrist, and snapped a photo—sending it to Karen.

Finally, I finished with what Cece told me about being a dormant and how I know nothing about this world. “I was fighting with Cece when I sat down because I am afraid that if someone finds something about who I am, they will come here looking for me. I can’t put you and the pack in that kind of danger.” I don’t want to see their faces when I say this last bit, so I drop my head and look at my hands in my lap. “My worst fear is you will reject me because I am a broken, emotionless killer—a monster. Honestly, I wouldn’t blame you if you did. You deserve someone much better than me,” I say as a tear escapes my eye. I quickly wipe it away. After a few seconds of silence, I look up, and they are

the voice continued. The world trembled, a brilliant light bursting forth as the Destroyer fell. The light coalesced into a towering, crystallized white barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and writhe like living serpents. The barrier pulsed with an ethereal energy, its presence both captivating and terrifying. As the world slowly healed from the wounds of war, the Divine Being vanished, leaving behind a prophecy: "The Destroyer will return, and the world must be prepared to face its darkness once more."

Dave warned and I stepped closer and firm to his side. Lando snatched the device from his hand and I'm horrified as he threw it to the ground and destroyed it. "What have you done Suarez? What on Earth?" Dave bends to pick the pieces and I felt like smacking him for being unreasonable. "You destroyed it, Lando. How could you? That was the only evidence..." He stopped and burst into laughter. He was laughing through his pains. " That's not happening Suarez, I'm not that gullible. You should destroy it further because I seriously don't need it. I already did the needful, sorry but you're late."