Vortex Helluva Novels & Stories

To the world, the explosion would look like a chemical accident. To me, it was rebirth. A drone hovered nearby, its lens glinting. A live feed streamed directly to every dormant satellite of the Order still circling the globe. “My name,” I said into the camera, voice steady, “is Sable Voss. I am the culmination of Project Helix. The world you knew has expired. The age of evolution begins now.” I turned to the army behind me — a hundred figures lined across the rooftop, each one wearing Alexander’s face.

Hell No! With lips trembling, I closed my eyes then took him whole… “Ahhh! What the fuck–urgggh!”

I am acidic swirls of motion poured into bright colors with a fetching, petite frame. Frostveil's back in her corner, hair disheveled, dripping with sweat and work, the fatigue and panic in her body fighting on what to do next. I'm still burning everything in my tank, every nerve alight with electricity and venom. I rush her and she doesn't have the energy to fight back. I roll up her body, paralyzing her limbs, until my knee is locked around her throat and my hand is wrenching her neck. We fall. The announcer screams 'Viper Pit.' He's right. That's the name of this form. She's gasping for air and she can't find any. There's just me locking her up on the mat and she is exactly where I want h

POV RUBY The Maldives faded into a smudge of orange fire against the black horizon. Nevan didn’t look back at the burning villa. He flew the VTOL with a cold, mechanical precision that made my skin crawl. The neural bridge was a jagged mess; every time he banked the craft, I felt the phantom pull in his muscles, the surge of adrenaline that was currently acting as his only fuel.

Silas wheezed. A thrumming began to vibrate through the air. From the direction of the Atlantic, four sleek, choppers crossed the skyline of the Rust Belt. They were ghosts, unmarked, the private shadow-army. "Viper, get your men out of here! NOW!" I screamed, my voice cracking over the rising roar. Viper, the king of the streets, looked up, his face pale under the wash of the helicopters' searchlights. He didn't question me. He whistled, a sharp, piercing sound that cut through the engine noise.

Ever since becoming Orkot's pupil, Wilbur had gained a deeper understanding of dragon aura and could now easily create a vortex with it. Now that Victor was forcing him to this state, all Wilbur could do was channel his dragon aura to fight Victor. The first dragon cauldron flew into the air, gushing out dragon aura as the vortex grew more and more powerful. Rumble! Three bloody vortexes collided with the dragon aura tornado, wildly devouring the power from the dragon aura tornado as Wilbur stared in complete shock. He could not believe that this was possible. Amidst Wilbur's shock, the bloody vortexes continued to emit a series of explosive sounds.

IT WAS A big mystery for Helios thinking about how Amara was able to do that. She was so damn fast that he wasn't even able to notoce it. She was gripping his neck tightly and anger is evident on her eyes. Some veins were able to appeared on the skin of her neck but it immediately disappeared. The veins were almost the same like his whenever he turned into a vampire. Helios sighed for the ninth time. He's affected by what happened but he remembeed what Ursula said. Is that the poison?

And it was the roar of two gods becoming one, as the world trembled and shook, until finally the earth beneath them surrendered and gave way - and in it's place arose hellfire and a river of molten lava. Males and females of Vince's army didn't even have time to scream before they were swept away in a wave of fire and lava. The molten rock pouring like honey across the earth, setting bodies aflame like living torches, oozing out from where Sephora and Ambrose stood - hands still clasped together, eyes locked onto one another.

I saw the figure of the God of Hell as an indescribable image in my mind. I saw Irene, who was my fairy energy form, and Valerie, who was my vampire energy form, flying towards the vortex of dark purple light. Meanwhile, I couldn't summon Maria, who was my wolf. I could only feel the werewolf energy flowing through my veins without being able to shift. Then, instantly, the surrounding ground collapsed inward, creating a massive hole. A red light began to appear in the darkness, creating a blinding spiral of light. From the bowels of the earth, the God of Hell emerged, riding a black horse covered in flames. His form was as imposing as King Hades. His aura of dark power made my skin crawl. An

I came home with a lump in my throat and a weight of guilt pressing on my shoulders. I didn't want to step into Axel's life, didn't want to become his mistress, and yet part of me craved that thrill—the one only he could give me. I longed for a normal life, a real marriage, love, passion… and at the same time, I knew I could never have both. Every time I thought about it, a voice inside me screamed: Liar!