The Four Horsemen Novels & Stories

On the throne sat Chester, wearing a white shirt and holding a feather fan, looking regal. On either side of Chester were the Four Guardian Kings: Golden Lion, Silver Wolf, Crimson Snake, and White Horse. Crimson Snake and White Horse were a married couple. Darryl immediately noticed Golden Lion, Zion Featherstone. Two petite figures stood behind him.

Though he did not know what the Four Apostles were trying to do, he did not fear anything because he had countless tricks up his sleeves. Instead of backing away, he charged forward to meet the Grand Apostle's attack. "Know your place!" The Grand Apostle sneered in contempt. The Four Beasts Formation was a powerful formation that required four people at different positions that were referred to as the Dragon, Tiger, Phoenix, and Kraken. Once the formation was employed, the people involved would have to collaborate in close relation to one another. The Grand Apostle stood at the Dragon position, the Second Apostle stood in the Tiger position, the Third Apostle stood in the Phoenix position, a

I watched from the window as a battalion of Tohr's soldiers stood proudly on outside the gates. Golden warriors waiting for their leaders, they all sat on top of their horses standing patiently. A man at the front held an enormous black horse by the reins who like to stomp the ground impatiently. Or rather, what they cultivated into a horse. It was this weird dog/bear/ horse creature they called thershons. He seemed to wish to get going and was irritated that this man was holding him back. I smiled slightly, thinking to myself, yes that was definitely Tohr's thershons. Just as strong, powerful, and impatient as the man himself.

"I would love that. Come visit me at the manor. You will give me a reason not to completely hate it there." *** We were in a three-car convoy. The one I rode in was in the middle. Rafael was behind me. Alejandro in front. All the cars had three men accompanying each of us. There was no chance in hell that someone could get through. People and cars parted for us as we rode. No one honked or screamed. No. They wouldn't dare. Not when the sigil of the most powerful family crested the sides of the cars.

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to

During the argument with Larry earlier, we had all stood up except the Elders who remained sitted comfortably. After hearing what Lincoln said, the Elders stood up slowly, seemingly in sync. "Are you disobeying our orders?" Their voices sounded together, thundering like a thunder in the mansion and I broke out into goosebumps. Their voices that moment sounded so powerful in contrast to their aged looks. I finally realised the reason why the four of them were known as the four vengeful spirits in the pack. Their powers could not be underestimated as they cultivated together, their skills was single as they cooperate together.

Waiting for us outside were four brown horses and a one-horse carriage. ‘Is that why they call them the four horsemen? Why would wolves need those though?’ I wondered as they climbed the horses and pressing a brown hat on their heads. It was just me and the carriage next to me. They just left me there to make a decision. They probably wanted to torture me if I ran the other way — not like I could with my bound ankles, but I wasn't stupid. I hopped into the carriage and sat down. The driver hopped down and closed the door. Then he climbed back to his seat and took hold of the horse’s saddle.

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

A Treaty Between Four Kings The rest of the night up until the moment when Alpha Gordon climbs up the podium to greet his pack and the guests and make the announcement passes without hitch. Alpha Gordon has warned me to steer clear of other people in the room since I have turned out to be a walking and talking time bomb, and I am doing just that.

She moved her hand to the second picture of a creature with red eyes and long fangs. “Next comes the vampires, they've been alive for centuries, if not a millenia.” she explained scanning the images. “Then come the werewolves, although most believe them to be on equal footing with the vampires, but not the purebloods” she narrated and I listened in awe. “What of Dhampirs?” I asked curious about my fake identity. Daphne stifled a laugh and lowered her hands to the bottom of the chart like portraits. “Second to the last on the hierarchy, the last are humans”