Twilight Lich Novels & Stories

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.

My parents had been killed by Goblins and some of our fellow fairies were killed by werewolfs. We called our home as Enlaja where all kinds of fairies are there. The fairies have 3 kinds. The mosega are the ones who looks like a monsters but they are still considered as fairies and one of us. They have the ability to transform thereselves in trees, birds, or anything in the forest. The pixies are the ones who look like tinkerbel. They are tiny and cute that literally a fairies and they have the ability to make poison. They are the fairies who maintain the beauty of nature and cater the fairies who are sick. And Lore are the fairies who looks like a human and I am one of them. We have the abi

Lilith’s voice cut sharply through the chaos. “Adrian—left!” He spun, slashing backward with a glowing claw that carved through the shadow mass. The creature shrieked as half its body dissolved into smoke. Emily gasped. “It’s still coming—” “It will keep coming,” Lilith called from the corridor entrance, her voice shaking despite her attempt to remain composed. “Remnants can’t die. They’re pieces of ancient darkness—mindless and hungry.” Adrian’s chest heaved. “So how do we stop it?”

Lilith may be a Blood Succubus, but faced with someone who could withstand her suppression, she wouldn't be able to do much. Alucard was like a dark shadow that moved with the Noonday Sun. His eyes flashed brightly as he dashed into Tucker's path and threw a punch. That seemingly insignificant punch was filled with the power of a million stars, and Tucker could feel his body being pushed back by the powerful force if the punch. And it hadn't even struck him yet!

It all made sense now. “Where is Lucas now?” my voice came out in a croak, I could feel tears stinging the back of my eyes. A feeling both strange and beautiful to me. “Lucifer took him back to the underworld. Moulding him into the perfect image of himself. Injected his darkness into him like a poison. I hear rumours that he is knows as the Prince of Darkness now.” Lilith let’s out a quiet sob. “A monster just like his father.”

Like a shadow carved out of darkness itself. Burning. Watching. My heart pounded, threatening to crack under the overbearing pressure. Then, he stepped forward. Slow. Deliberate. Silent. The light from the window shifted, catching on the edge of his impossibly handsome face, and for the first time, I saw it… one of the twins. The darker, quiet, and silent one of the two twins. His eyes glowed Deep, Smooth like death itself. My body refused to move. Paralyzed by sheer fear.

Lyall growled harshly. “Easy… I didn’t come here to fight or cause trouble,” the witch said. Lyall looked at him with a searching gaze. His hair was long past his shoulders, her clothes resembled a long black dress, and she wore a black cloak as well. But the witch was a man. A hybrid wolf approached and growled at him. Lyall turned and growled too. Lyall turned to the witch and growled, demanding that he leave. Lyall attacked the hybrid wolf. The hybrid wolves weren’t as strong as the Rogues. They were strong as vampires but not as wolves, so Lyall was able to defeat them easily.

Helena gestures to him. Thorne pulls out his own files. "Based on communications we recovered from Morganna's lair, she was part of a circle—at least six other practitioners, possibly more. They called themselves the Twilight Covenant. Their goal is to harvest divine blood to fuel what they call 'the ascension'—basically, trying to achieve godhood through corrupted magic." "So there are six more dark witches out there who want what Morganna wanted." My hand instinctively goes to my stomach. "And I just made myself highly visible by challenging the Council."

A thing already decided. I saw it then. A light, warm and faintly gold, shimmering in the center of Dominic’s chest, not visible to ordinary sight, not even visible to most wolves, but I had the Twilight Eyes now, and the Twilight Eyes saw everything that carried power. The light pulsed slowly, like a second heartbeat, and I understood without being told that it was his wolf core beginning to surface. The deepest part of him. The part that did not negotiate.

"Alexis is right, why the rush? Didn't you say earlier that we were going to enter the road in the northern part of the island?" What made Damien finally choose to use a shortcut was, there was something he wanted to discuss with Elder Lich. The Elder Lich is a human who is cursed by her own pact with the demon race who is one of the strongest princes of hell, Azazel. The thing Damien wanted to talk to Elder Lich about was the state of his Dracula form. From what Damien knew with his conversation with the spirit of Lucifer who resided in his mystical sword, the demon race had the ability to suppress the power of the Dracula race.