leonidas kills xerxes

"You're my weakness" Jerald said, still aiming his gun at her, she yawned. "If all I am to you is a pawn that your enemies will use against you then, do as you wish" She said as she stepped towards him. He stepped back. “Don't come closer" he said, his hands jolting. “I'll shoot." “Jerald Carter! New York's Cosa Nostra, can't even shoot me.” She mocked him, she knew he couldn't do it. She kept moving closer. “Jennifer!” He warned her. “You can't kill me, Jerald.” She pressed her chest against the gun. “You and I both know I am The Thing You Kill For.” Jennifer’s father promised that she would marry Jerald Carter. Jennifer's been dreading the arranged marriage because she has a boyfriend—but now that her family's lives depend on it, there’s no denying it anymore. There's something mystifying about Jerald Carter but nonetheless, Jennifer couldn’t help but fall for him. Everyone is not perfect of course, Jerald Carter got a big secret he’s keeping, of the dark and deadly variety. But what will happen when she finds out that she married a man who could just as easily kill her as a snap...?

I wonder what will be the last act if the dead were given a second chance. Would it be revenge, would it be am sorry, would it be "I love you" to the one's they never said them to, or would it simply be goodbye? I've always wanted to say something nice on my death bed, something rememberable. Most people like myself claim to not fear death but the fear of death is one of the things that inspire most to say something inspiring at the end, the soul wants to be preserved even in the memories of others. The fear of death is what drives the living to seek peace, and if that is possible it compels us to seek security and protection, and if safe we want to succeed and that drives us to seek wealth and with wealth comes power, and with power comes certainty and hope for something better to come, hope is that feeling that assures us death is far. We surround ourselves with these feelings simply because we all fear death, for make no mistake, death will come when it will come, the only thing within our power to do is to accept it.

Born into a time of war and unrest, Xerxes finds himself weak and unable to save his nation. All that changes when he is told the truth of his birth and given a reason to fight. As he finds himself battling between good and evil, he tries to keep his powers under control while gaining mastery of his unsurmountable strength. “Challenges are what make life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.” — Joshua J. Marine”

Goal is the festival of football, the striker creates happiness, the goalkeeper is the defeatist, the game breaker. Eduardo Galeano It was a few seconds before Heldar Xerxes died. All he had in mind was football ... He was born with football, lived with football, and died with football. However, when he opened his eyes again, he encountered something unexpected ...

When Glaze Lockhart was summoned to another world to save it from the Demon King , he had no intention to save the world and work as a minion for the King and plots to kill him and take control of the Everheart Kingdom , here begins his story of becoming the villain himself that the world needs to be saved from. . . Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/pratikapte . Discord : http://discord.gg/7E3UpWm . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't own the rights to the art in the cover , if you want me to take it down , I will take it down.

Rose was a normal wolf who unlike others, had found her mate at the tender age of her childhood, but throughout her whole life, he wanted nothing to do with her. Her whole life, she suffered not being accepted by him along with everyone else. On the day of her mating acceptance, she gets rejected by the love of her life and dies from the rejection. "If I'm given a second chance at life, I will never love you or anyone ever again." That is what she claims before her last breath, but miraculously she wakes up once more, and nothing is the same as before. What will happen to her in her second chance of life?

The Jerk's Revenge (Dark Night Society) Isang babaeng laki sa hirap, ulilang lubos at minamaliit at inaapi ng natitirang kamaganak, Ng matagpuan ang pagmamahal sa taong di naman niya kadugo, sila'y nagsama ngunit sa una lang pala masaya, ang pagiibigan nila'y sinubok at pera ang manghihimasok, mas pinili niya ang pera sa para sa anak na nangangailangan, huli man ang pagsisi ngunit di na mababalik ang nagdaan 13 taon ang lumipas sila'y nagkrus ulit ang landas, mapapatawad paba ang pagkakasala kung ang kabiyak ay naliligo na sa salaping minsang pinili niya, Tinaggap ang pasakit at sakit sa kamay ng dating nagiisang taong sa kanya'y nagpapaligaya, Hanggang saan, hanggang kelan mapaninindigan ang pagmamahal sa taong nagpapahirap sa kanya, na ni minsan hindi naman nawala sa puso niya. Xerxes "X" Battalier

The legacy built by his family over generations falls apart after monstrous betrayal and Prince Leonidas must determine for himself how to exact revenge.

"Betrayal is a sin, flower," He murmured near my ears, his arctic orbs whisking the warmth of my flesh against his. A course of harrowing singeing fire drifted down my body from the swell of my breasts to my heated core. My nerves screaming with torturous touch of his skin against mine, I couldn’t think for he had me confine in his arms. Brutally, he swept his tongue under the rim of my ear whilst my breath hitched and my tears become uncontrollable. The blood seeped through the cut I gifted him with as he inflated every bit of my scent I had to offer. His filthy tongue leapt across my lower lip with hellish slowness. The bond tempted me to submit to him. "I do not yearn to hear your cries, Katarina. Worship me with your moans." He commanded and I closed my eyes tightly not wishing to swim in those ocean pools of his. Their intimidating tone of his made me want to submit fully to him, to hand over the reins of my soul in his fists. Tears streamed down my face. "F-Forgive me, Xerxes." I stammer softly unable to face his wrath for I knew he was just playing with me, toying with my emotions before he punish me for deeds I've done. Xerxes cruelly grasped my wrists whilst locking them above my head so he could fully discern my naked flesh. "Forgive you?" He mocked, his eyes holding mine into a captivating grip as he licked his lips. "You let another male touch what belonged to me, tell me, flower, why must you test me like this.” I gulped unable to meet his gaze. He chuckled dryly. “Spread your legs, Katarina. The nectar I’m craving is between your legs.”

Hey ya'll, this is my Second attempt at writing a story. I abandoned my other writing Account based on a few circumstances. First and foremost. This story may or may not be long and I will not be posting every day. Maybe the beginning I will post frequently, or I may not. I don't know. This is a makeup as we go story meaning even, I don't know what will happen and will just be going with the flow. Last thing the chapters will be around 700-1000 words more or less so relatively short chapters. Anyways, This Story is about a boy who was raised in the darkness by an evil group that creates child soldiers. They are called "Accursed" due to the children ending up having shining red eyes and frightening battle capabilities with a tattoo the glows ominously. They are half human and half monster/beast. Just one of these children are worth a thousand men. Though they aren't that many considering the final test to be complete is a battle royale and the last 5 standing get to be sent out to the battlefields. The Children are sold as slaves to different countries and are used as tools of war. They have no free will due to the collars they wear that acts as a crest they will punish and torture the child should they misbehave or refuse a direct order.