The Executioner #1 Novels & Stories

He drew close to Nevi and whispered, “She’s an awfully good fuck, isn’t she? It’s a shame you never got a chance to taste the sweetness of her milk. I can still taste it, feel it as it oozes from her taut nipples.” He laughed sadistically. “You and your high and mighty ways. I told you that afternoon that you’d rue the day you came up against me. I told you she’d be mine. Handlers belong with handlers.” He stood up and nudged Nevi’s limp body with his foot, “I was hoping you’d be so heartbroken over listening to our lovemaking that you’d force your own expiration. It was such a disappointment when Sasha stopped you after I killed your wife. I’m fascinated with the process. I would have enjoy

Hello there, I am bleed4more the author of VOHS (Victim of His Obsession). I am sorry for not updating my chapters for the past months. This month, I'll make sure to update chapters consistently even though my final exams are waving at me. This month is a real challenge for me, but I'll let you enjoy the story of Xencia. Expect the updates every night 9 pm onwards (Philippine standard time) and more sexy and hot revelations. Please bare with my grammar and errors. I'm still improving my grammar skills and promised to edit it whenever I grabbed my chance.

He was one of the only other werewolves at The Donatus Academy; Angel and the headmaster, being the other two there. As if the scene was from a horror movie. The thick, but sweet metallic scent of blood filled the air. Being able to taste the metallic essence from the smell, was an effect it seemed to have with it. Unable to tell who the body belonged to, but there was another scent added to the mix as well. Something he had smelled before, though couldn’t quite place his finger on. All he could see was, the body was up against the shower walls; stabbed through the chest with the shower head and piping. Nikolias moved closer to the girl that was in there. Her name was Ester Magnolia, and she

Elena stumbled back, instinctively summoning her power as silver light flared around her body. From the shadows, something massive stepped forward. Not a wolf. Not a man. Its form twisted between both — towering, horned, wrapped in black mist that pulsed like a living heartbeat. Crimson runes burned across its skin, carved deep into flesh that looked more shadow than bone. The rogues in the camp began shouting. Weapons were drawn. Fear spread like wildfire. Zephyr’s hand closed around Elena’s wrist. “That’s not a Council assassin,” he muttered. “That’s a Moonbound Executioner.”

He's trying to take possession of my soul. I've always known Evren’s a devil. I just never knew how to prove it—until today. He’s trying to kill me, isn’t he? So, as an innocent being caught in the devil's grasp, I do the only logical thing in this situation. No, I don’t pray. And no, I don’t kick—which I later regret. I could’ve given him a solid reason to want more surrogates in the future. Instead, I open my mouth and, just as his hand starts trailing upward, I bite. Hard.

"Cut off her right leg, I want to hear her scream." One of the men who I knew as an executioner for the new order, suddenly began to approach me. He put his gun back in his pocket and took out a knife. As he moved toward me, I began to shiver and tried to move back in fear. He bent lower and grabbed my hair while I screamed. I wanted to run, but I could barely get up. And with his grip on my hair, I felt excruciating pain. I could hear the laughter resonating around me and Hale seemed to feel on top of the world.

His eyes shone with mirth, and embarrassment flooded my veins, making my cheeks flame with redness. "What's so funny?" I stepped further until I was standing right in front of his desk, all nervousness evaporating with each step I took, replacing itself with anger. "Why didn't you fucking tell me you were married, Mr. Marcello?" I hissed his name with so much venom. He was a real asshole. Cheaters were the people I could never tolerate the most. As someone who was once at the receiving end of emotional blackmail from a cheater, I suddenly wanted to throw up.

He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Hades stands in the middle so we can all see him—but strangely, his eyes are on me. “The assassin for this job is Viper.” Everyone stills. Blood slowly drains from Jake’s face. I drop to my knees. “Alpha Hades—” “You’ve always been curious about the killers of your parents, right?” He has a small smirk on his face as he stares at me, and I ball my hands into fists. “And you’ve always wanted to be a full member of the Nameless.”

Angela was barely alive and Luca was dead too. A loud chortle and hooting had her tensing up as she turned to her left and saw Alonso walking over to Emma with two dead bodies being dragged behind him and they belonged to no one else but Hunter and Rasmus as Emma let out an agonizing scream. Silvia jerked badly gasping for air as she came back to her senses.

Everything a sanguis had is bloody red eyes, fur, and two long tails slowly swaying, following the air. I thought that I may have seen a sanguis before, in the middle of the forest when I was a kid when my father knocked on an unfamiliar door and - “She’s shifting back!” Alarick hurriedly approached the prisoner and covered her with the suit he was wearing. I looked at Alarick, who was now lifting the unconscious prisoner. I nodded when I got what he was thinking. “We cannot let her stay here.”