Tom Marvolo Riddle Lord Voldemort Novels & Stories

If he doesn't take bold steps, the rest of the Drudge Vampires might also be killed in the same manner and the Werewolves would eventually be able to defeat them. "Cremate their bodies immediately." Lord Ray commanded as he rose up from his seat. Moscow brought up the idea of placing one of the Drudge Vampire's dead bodies into a crescent tomb in order to find out what caused their death but Lord Ray shoved it off. He knew that it would take a longer time before someone could eventually wake up in the crescent tomb and he couldn't wait for that long. He desperately needed a solution at that very moment.

faces, dossiers, crime scenes, each a monster in its own right. “Diovolo Castellano,” Salvatore said first. A handsome man with sharp eyes and an arrogant smile filled the frame. “Daemon Castellano.” A taller, broad-shouldered figure with a scar running down his cheek stared back. “Draven Castellano.” The youngest, almost ethereal, his beauty is a dangerous bloom. Then finally... the last image appeared, and my breath caught. Draco Castellano. The man from outside the cathedral. Sharp features. Dark eyes. An expression devoid of warmth. He looked terrifyingly emotionless in the photograph. A king raised inside violence.

Even though he studied for a long time, he still has a problem controlling his power. Among pure vampires, Rowan is the strongest one. And that was the very reason for his clan lord to nominate him for the position of Count Lord from his clan. He was the only one from his clan who participated in the Vlad War and won against two hundred other vampires. They were strong, different and very powerful. But they were defeated by him. Even now, whenever he remembers the day of his coronation, he feels proud. Standing inside the Dracula castle is an honour itself. Every wall and every pillar will remember his presence after his death. Every corner of this building will remember his name.

This letter came to you, Your Majesty, to be treated with urgency," said the man with the letter. The unknown man signaled one of the men standing beside him to get the letter. The letter was given to him, and he tore the envelope and read what was written on it. Dear Lord Viktor, I am writing to you about a matter of utmost importance that requires your immediate attention. Lord Ralph may have discovered the key to our immortality and is currently harboring her. This information is highly concerning and requires urgent action to be taken to protect our interests. Additionally, Lord Ralph may be planning something we are unaware of. Therefore, we must investigate this matter further to deter

So long that dust had thickly coated it but somehow, it still seemed to be boiling. Picking it up, I approached the doctor and asked him about it. His eyes widened, confirming my suspicion that it was indeed strange. "Where did you find that? I thought I had disposed of it. That is an extract of Voldemort root. It is a poison that kills a human within an hour so, I would advise that you return it. I wouldn't want to be the reason why your master loses a maid." I smiled faintly as I returned to the stall. By the time I returned, the doctor had finished packing and handed the basket to me.

The murmurs in the hall grew louder, whispers spreading through the air like smoke. “A human actually has a blood-bound partner?” “Absurd.” “She’s lying. Humans lie when they’re desperate.” “Trying to provoke Lord Tom. What a desperate gamble.” Tom’s gaze was fixed on me, cold and disbelieving. “Rowling,” he said slowly, as if savoring a bitter name. “Do you really think fabricating a fantasy will sway me?” His gaze swept over me with undisguised contempt.

He kept his pet on his lap—a slender, curvy girl with hair the color of brown satin. I came to know him as Marvolo. He spoke to Lucas for a long while, asking him questions like “Where do you hale from?” and “How did you come to know of these events?” From their conversation, I could gather that Marvolo was new to the scene as well. That he didn’t quite know what to expect. All the while they talked, his gaze continued slipping over to me. Something was suspicious about the way his eyes moved, how they could not seem to stay off of me for more than a few minutes at a time.

Vador screamed in pain as Vandora poured more holy water on him. "Vador,Vador," Ava screamed rushing to his side. "I'm I'm alright damsel,you should save yourself.Please go damsel," "I'm not leaving without you Vador," "Well,well look who finally showed up," "You,you bitch," Ava spat. "Where's Ava,I can't see her," Lady Mary said. "She's invisible you fool," Vandora replied"You think coming here invisible would save you?" "I just knew Vador did something.Smart move dark lord," Jadis laughed.

"Very simple kiddos, I just have to kill her and eat her heart, then I will be the most powerful supernatural in the universe, it..." Lord Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence as a punch from nowhere connected on his jaw making him lose his stance as he took some steps back. "Kill her? You have to pass through me first." Dorian muttered, standing protectively in front of Summer. "No, you have to pass through us." Damon added from behind as he also joined Dorian and they both took a fighting stance. "Very well children, you have just signed your death wish." Lord Voldemort declared as his eyes took a shade of black and the hall was engulfed with a deadly aura.

Lily asked. “Like Voldemort, he put pieces of his soul into objects so he could live forever. Evil fucking bastard, with his snake head.” Cyrus explained. “So, you’re actually turning Lily’s beautiful story into a kid’s story about a wizzard villain?” His mate April asked, rolling her eyes at her Cyrus. We all laughed. Cyrus always had a movie or song lyric to quote to explain a situation. “It’s not like Harry Potter. You can’t resurrect us using our grandkids.” I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide.