Novels by Shehrax Shahid

Batibat rushed towards Abban, but he didn’t move he just stood there, bleeding—eyes on the ground, standing with the help of Gandasa. Suddenly, everyone saw something they thought they would never see, a smirk on Abban’s face. Never did he ever changed his expression, but now he was smiling. It looked creepy, because his left eye became totally black. The darkness filled in his left eye as he looked at Batibat who was coming to kill him. He suddenly stopped and gulped, terror in his face was clear, he froze there. Abban slowly walked near him, dragging his Gandasa behind him. He still had a smile on his face. Abban picked up his Gandasa with just one hand. He smirked again and with a swift strike he sliced both of his legs with his Gandasa. Batibat’s upper body slowly started falling down from its lower part. But Abban didn’t wait for his body to fall down, he struck Gandasa once again and took his head off and crushed the floor along with it. Abban tripped backwards but maintained

All Hellborns stood up the second those monsters busted in the bar. “They are the Twins, they are one of the strongest Hellcops. I would have known they would send them.” Zayan thought. Abban looked at them, picked up his Gandasa rested it on his shoulder, and walked a few steps closer to the Hellcop as if he already knew this was going to happen. He had his Gandasa in his right hand. When he was in the range, Abban picked the Gandasa up and struck the one standing in the front, his name was Valefar. But, he jumped back, he had amazing reflexes. “Good try,” He charged forward, Abban swung his heavy Gandasa once again but someone stopped it. It was Batibat, the other Hellcop. Before Abban could pull his Gandasa back, Valefar struck him in the chest with his fist. Abban flew a few feet away with his Gandasa but he maintained his balance and didn’t fall. Abban once again charged forward, Valefar rushed to him before he could reach them. Abban swung his Gandasa from right to left, and Val

“What do we do now?” Zayan asked Abban, they both were sitting in the bar, around a table. “You defeated 1 Hellguard and more than a hundred Woodwraiths. They will come for you, The Hellcops. A human capable of killing a Djinn meets his end and killed—not killed, but stole a Hellguard. What’s next?” Hellcops— a unit of A-grade Djinns—their main goal is to find out Hellborns who have committed one of the 5 deadly sins-- killing a Djinn, becoming stronger than a Djinn, leaving his post as a Hellborn, and stealing from Djinn King. Abban eyed Zayan, his eyes dead as always, not a shred of emotion in them. “I can deal with Hellcops.” Abban takes a sip from his drink and shifts his gaze towards his Gandasa which was resting in his lap. “You killed hundreds of Djinns, you are stronger than many Djinns, you are also going to leave your seat as a Hellborn and join SRA (Soliden’s Rebel Army) and you stole a Hellguard from Djinn King. You have committed all five of The Great-Sins.” “They will

4 years ago, Nothing in sight but darkness. Suddenly, the door opens, and light wanders into the room from the door. A man walks into the room, and he had black hairs and he was wearing glasses. He didn't seem like a big guy. He was not more than 5 feet. But, he was wearing a white long coat that touched the ground. Nothing else was visible. Suddenly, he stops and looks down; a boy is chained to the ground. One of his hands was nailed to the ground, the other one chained to his wrist. He had scars all over his body; more than half of his wounds were still open, showcasing his internal organs. But he wasn't screaming or crying. He was smiling, lying on the ground with nothing but a torn-up rag instead of pants and nothing on his upper body. His dark black hairs were shining like a sky on a full moon. Both eyes closed. "Are you enjoying yourself?" The guy with a white coat asked, "I am hungry, and I am losing too much blood. Get me something or this body might faint, doctor." The other

The man who came out from Zephyrclaw's body was lying down on Abban's floor. Zayan was sitting in the corner right next to Abban, while Hania was standing in front of the washroom door. "We shouldn't have brought him here," Zayan says, "He came out from a Djinn, how many humans do you know who come out from Djinns?" He looked at Abban, "Come on, say something, I've been talking since we got here."Abban was sitting on the ground with no armor on, just a simple black torn-up shirt. He had wounds on his right arm and he was bleeding on the floor. He just looked at Zayan and ignored him.Zayan stood there a minute or two, then suddenly, started kicking the man's unconscious body, "Wake the hell up you stupid little shit!" He shouted as he kicked him over and over. "Stop it!" Abban said with a calm voice. Zayan stopped kicking; his golden bangs were covering his face. He tied them up and sat down slowly. "What are we waiting for now?" Zayan asked, Abban sighed and stood up, his both hand

"You survived that! You are the strongest humans I have ever met, no one in the past made me use this much Djinn force." Abban stood up straight and took out something from the back of his robe, it was as big as Zephyr's sword, maybe even bigger but it wasn't a sword for its handle was 5 feet long and a big axe-like head, a weapon in ancient times used by great warriors, Gandasa. Abban always had it but, never used it on humans, it was big and only a foot of handle was visible when he had it in his robe. Gandasa, a legendary weapon and a fearsome one, not everyone can use it for its heavy and too big to swing around. Zayan's face lightened up, "I knew he would use that, I was waiting for it." Abban held Gandasa with both hands, not from the handle but from its head; Zephyr seemed confused and surprised by the shape of the weapon because he had never seen anything like that in his life. He floated a few feet towards Abban, the second Abban came in his range he swung his sword and trie