Undead Lord Novels & Stories

I finally asked, forcing a smile. "Since you asked nicely, there are demons, fairies, faes, werewolves, dragon lords, warlords, and my personal favorites, Vampires and Lycans," Nothing she said made sense. Once I tried to read one of her books I couldn't take anything seriously so I dropped it. "So which of them did you see in your dreams recently?" she asked with a smile. "There are more creatures, to be honest..."

It was the strategy that Samuel came up with himself after learning about Busaba’s force through Lord Shadow. Everything seemed to be unfolding according to plan. It was supposed to be. That’s what he thought before he saw another wave of the undead filled in the battleground. The high-ranking undead started to show up. Death tyrant; their ability was similar to a zombie but with a few magical abilities. Mummy lord; was a powerful entity with rejuvenation ability. Death knight; was generally the hybrid melee class that combines damage dealing and tanking like a warrior. They were mostly wearing plate armor.

When your soul has reincarnated, it doesn't matter whether you are a strong level or not, what matters is the evolution. “Ha~” Yao Tie wiped his sweat using the [Undead Robe]. He has no inventory so he can't store the equipment he found in this dungeon. “I will fight the boss soon…” He pointed out that the boss here was the Undead Great Summoner. A boss-type ghoul that can summon dozens of ghouls in an instant. He guessed that this would be enough for [Soul Blood Throat].

The measure of success in this land was quantified in the number of subordinates that one had and the degree of strength that these subordinates possessed! The Undead graded strength in two ways: the strength of one’s mind, and the strength of one’s combat ability. For those who had died and returned to what they termed life – albeit a dark one – being able to possess intelligence reminiscent of what they had in the land of the living was a great achievement, even more so when one was able to become even more knowledgeable. The Undead Lord cherished such ones and always handed them over to Elder Sand when one of great intelligence was found. Well, the alternat

Well, as long as I have him, I don't care about anything else. He finally also started to explain the undead that we had encountered. At long last!! We could talk about the North's issues! I always wanted to have this conversation with him. 'Finally, one question off our mind!' Kath beamed, and I agreed. Vlad patiently explained to me that the undead just started showing up once he was the Lord of the North. They sometimes just randomly show up with no specific time. He said that they eventually retreated on their own or when they fully extinguished a couple of waves. But he added one eerie thing..

“When Alice had all her lies about you falling into place, when you were fed up with the way people treated you and were ready to have someone on your side. I had to make sure you would believe me before I told you.” “You’re serious.” I study his face, but it’s unreadable. “Right.” I shake my head. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “I’m not making a joke.” He turns to me, and the moonlight is bright enough to see his eyes. There’s no laughter in them. No humor, no playfulness. They’re red. My breath stops short. "Oh my God," I breathe. "You know that you're not human. Humans don't have the kind of strength you do. And now you know that I'm not human either."

The bridegroom wasn't a simple guy from our countryside like my sister preferred, she always wanted a simple life where she would be managing the household and looking after kids while her husband earned their livelihood. However, this was not the case, her husband-to-be was a lord, our small village fell under his estate. He was the great Vampire Lord, child of the night, a nocturnal being. The wedding would also be held at night instead of the morning like it usually happened. Even the wedding gown wasn't white.

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.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Lost a family and gain another, in one night. "Your uncle Hector. He's alive." The letter stated that all the remaining heirs of the Drax bloodline should be part of the decaying Hiatus clan or they will suffer a terrible consequence, hand signature by Hector himself. Adam promised his good friend Louis that he will make sure that his only son will not be involved in their family drama, but hell itself is coming for Luthor. *** Budapest, Hungary The entire courtroom went wild when the news about Hector being alive exploded inside. The terror spreads. The fact that the evilest person that controlled Samira for years is still lurking in the dark shivers of every lordship.