World Destroyer Novels & Stories

the voice continued. The world trembled, a brilliant light bursting forth as the Destroyer fell. The light coalesced into a towering, crystallized white barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and writhe like living serpents. The barrier pulsed with an ethereal energy, its presence both captivating and terrifying. As the world slowly healed from the wounds of war, the Divine Being vanished, leaving behind a prophecy: "The Destroyer will return, and the world must be prepared to face its darkness once more."

The destroyer adjusted its course and turned its port side at both frigates. Her C-ranked cannons adjusted their aim, and peppered Darius’ frigate with a barrage of shells. Though they were hardly damaged by it, their advance was greatly slowed. His frigate was also pushed down towards the ground, thanks to the unending cannonade. At the same time, the weapon atop the destroyer adjusted its arm and aimed the weapon right at Mia’s frigate. The AuralWave Disruptor didn’t have any barrels like standard guns. Instead it had two crystalline forks that were held together with a flexible omnitronium frame.

The building was half-destroyed but the sub-levels were intact. They fought down to the core server room. The final guardian waited—a massive hybrid abomination, part machine, part flesh, tentacles fused with cables. The battle was brutal. Damian took a tentacle to the side. Alex was lifted by another, the child kicking wildly. But their love held. Damian drove the knife into the creature’s core. Alex fired the final shot. The kill switch activated. The fleet above began to destabilize—ships shuddering, energy beams flickering.

"You are a soldier and a protector. Your mission is to eliminate threats to the family. To the organization and to everything your father built." "Eliminate threats," he said. "Yes. Good. You're doing very well." The screen changed and showed faces now. People, strangers. Except they weren't strangers. Something in his broken mind recognized them…or tried to. "These are enemies," the voice said. "Infiltrators. People who came to destroy you. To use you and to break you." A woman's face filled the screen. She had dark hair with sharp cheekbones. Eyes that looked like they could see right through him.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

The moment he got a hold of the collar of her shirt they were already into the portal. He pulled her to him as they both crashed into the hall at the foot of the sofa. Hunter's side hit the center table as it lost its balance and the glass crashed onto the floor making a huge crashing noise. The once beautiful glass now lay in millions of tiny shards, each one so sharp and independently strong, ready to slit the one who comes in contact. Sometimes you should never break something because you'll end up making it a dangerous weapon. It was always the monsters that gave birth to even worse monsters than themselves.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

One full of running and scavenging for food as well as shelter. I fumed and began to pace the room, trying to calm myself down as anger spiralled in me. My mate's father had killed my parents and left me for dead, quickly taking over my family's rightul position. All this happened while I was reduced to a rogue. My life could have been better as more peaceful had Donald's father not killed my parents. They stole everything away from me and were treating me like the outsider. In my own home.

"We should use the auxiliary extraction unit and drive the system at maximum power." "At least... at least we might get the killer's identity!" That final argument made Daniel hesitate. His obsession with the truth overcame the last remnants of trust and love he still held for me. He stood there in silence for a long time. Then, at last, he retrieved the specialized extraction helmet designed for the Memory Extraction System. Inside the helmet was a specially engineered steel spike nearly five inches long. It was designed to bore directly through the skull and force a memory extraction at twice the normal power.

and what Bill's brother heard next was something that made his heart no longer the same. Aria is a holy-blooded wolvire and is considered dangerous by all mystical creatures like him. Worst of all, his mother was assigned to kill Aria by someone named Hugo. When Bill's younger brother rushed to his girlfriend's house, it was too late. Aria is not there everywhere.