Webnovel Author: The_divine_oracle - Novel Collection

But it did not matter. John, master firefighter, reduced to a drool-monster. He tried picturing his firefighting days, the control, the power... nope, just the indignity of another feeding session.

Infernal Monarch

Fantasy · Den_of_wolves

Nature, it seemed, had a cruel sense of humor when it came to newborns. John, with all the grace of a drunken hippo, had zero control over his… bodily functions. The indignity!

Infernal Monarch

Fantasy · Den_of_wolves

A hush fell as his hand tightened around the pommel of a sword. It hummed with an azure energy that crackled like embers. "*The child*," he rumbled, his eyes glowing with excitement, "*is born of fire.*"

Infernal Monarch

Fantasy · Den_of_wolves

A quick, messy demise seemed preferable to another round of "Mama's magic milk." It was the most desperate wish he'd ever had.

Infernal Monarch

Fantasy · Den_of_wolves

"The projector… back in your house… it... it didn't really explode by itself. I lied. Actually, I broke it. So... I'm really sorry."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

Just like that, Saint Madoc, the Whispering Blade, brother of the King of Swords and an elder of the great clan Valor, was no more. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

And drove the tip of his sword into the Saint's bestial eye. 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

[...Do you trust me?] 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"...Now, I'm ready." 

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Ah, yes… I might have forgotten to mention… but you sort of stole my heart once, Lady Morgan. It was a truly memorable day. Well, at least for me…"

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

 "...Identify yourself."

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree