Vortex Helluva Novels & Stories

Gods know Christopher could think of one goddess nearby who's probably dying of laughter if she's watching. Hell Christopher himself never could've predicted that outcome, but by the gods was he going to enjoy small blessings such as these. "AAAAAAH!" Cries began filling the great hall as one person after another was consumed by the vortex. Nerissa and Alayna's eyes went wide as the magical tornado began indiscriminately ripping apart everyone and everything in it's path. Man, woman, child? Didn't matter. Soon enough it the air within the vortex was pitch red with the blood of it's victims.

She reached into her coat and pulled out a whistle that was small and dark. "What is she trying to do?" Arclock asked as his sharp eyes caught her movements. Caelen didn't respond. Vera put the whistle to her lips and blew it as hard as she could and instantly, there was a shift in the air. It suddenly became a bit hotter. Caelen looked back at his sons and Lucien alongside Riven took their heels instantly. Vera laughed as she watched them run out of the field. "There is no need to chase after them. It is too late after all." She put the whistle back into her pockets without moving her eyes from the vampires.

he said yawning “You know, for someone who calls herself a hero in this shithole city, you’re surprisingly bad at everything New Avalon’s got enough problems without you raging around like a PMS-ing wrecking ball.” “New Avalon can burn for all I care,” I spat back, already on the verge of attacking. “And you’re next on the list, you reality-bending freak.” In my earpiece, Helix’s voice came in urgently. “Nyx, do not engage Rift. He’s Class-A unpredictable. Echo says his portals are destabilizing the grid again... pull back now!”

"Your taste is truly unique, going for a woman in her fifties. You two can spend the rest of your lives in prison. I'll even arrange for you two to be together in the same cell. That's how kind I am." Danny was so furious that his eyes turned red as blood trickled down. After the last arrest, they had treated his eyes. While he was a little better, his vision would never fully recover. His muscles locked tight as he roared, "You witch! You're all witches! All of you played me!" Just like I expected, the second he saw "Ruby", he broke through his restraints and punched her straight in the eye. The acid burns had not healed, and with that blow, her damaged skin peeled away and fell down.

And Danielle had become too blind, too taken by him to see who he really was. She looked at her wrist and saw the marks left by Jordan's steel grip. Charlotte remembered his cold, evil look that made her tremble. He frightened her like no man or woman ever before. Jordan wasn’t human, he was the devil in person. His presence was so toxic that she couldn’t breathe well when he was around. Charlotte knew she had to do something to send him away, preferably without putting her or Danielle in danger. For now, given that later she will meet him, and he would want to know if the envelope had been ‘delivered’, Charlotte had no other choice than to do what he had told her to.

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

The swirling force condensed rapidly, the air itself shimmering under its intense pressure. The hooded figure tilted his head, intrigued. “An S-level Wind Affinity? Rare indeed.” Marvin snorted dismissively. “Rare enough to end this fight quickly.” With that, he hurled the vortex forward at breakneck speed. The hooded figure barely had time to react, twisting his body just enough to avoid the brunt of the attack. The vortex continued on its path, striking an abandoned warehouse in the distance. The warehouse disintegrated in a spectacular explosion, the vortex morphing into a hurricane that tore through the rubble, scattering debris into the sky.

With no target, the Vortex slammed right into a few rogues engaged in a fight with a wolf, and they were all gone. Not even a wisp of blood, not even a drop, no scream, just gone, disappeared. Another vortex opened and spat out the bodies, they were crushed, intestines and organs spilled and mashed, weirdly enough there was no drop of blood. Like it had somehow separated the blood and body parts. Cold air washed over Ava and Aella at the fate they had barely managed to escape, “Fuck, what was that.” “A skill the watch can only use once. Good thing she already wasted it.” Aragon said gravely.

The vortex rapidly expanded, growing in size and ferocity until it became an all-consuming maw ready to devour everything in its path. The earth itself seemed to tremble by the vortex of annihilation taking form, as if the very world were protesting the profane nature of the forces being brought to bear. The air itself seemed to warp and twist, reality buckling under the strain of the immense power being channeled. Each bolt of lightning that arced across the sky brought the scene into sharp relief. The whole foundation of existence threatened to break apart as the ground beneath Knox's feet started to split and crack. One by one, the monstrous creatures were sucked inwards, and their agoniz

he murmured under his breath, voice lost to the storm. But then came the sudden, bone chilling moment. From the horizon, a shadow detached itself from the storm. A black helicopter, larger than any Aurora had mapped, hovered into view. And in it, standing at the open hatch, her breath caught as she realized the silhouette, It was Sebastian Virelli.