Dear Readers,
Thanks for reading my story this far even though my updates are slow. You guys are awesome. I will try to write faster in the immediate future. The 157th chapter marks the ending of the Prelude Arc. It will be followed by the Ascension Arc. Tyler Grant is indeed gifted and powerful. However, the challenges in his path will become more difficult progressively as he edges towards his ascension as the Seraphim King. He realizes it is not a position to be taken lightly. It comes with enormous responsibilities unlike any other in the world. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Tyler's future choices will determine the fate of the world. He will have to make them while weighing the safety and security of his loved ones, some of whom he will first encounter in the Ascension Arc. Tyler will have to make them while facing overpowered, diabolical evil. Without further ado, let's move on with the story. Stay tuned and share on social media if you can! Yours fictionally,Kaiser Ken.P.S.: Do read the other two stories in my account: The Peerless Man With A Thousand Gifts, and Eve Of A Thousand Wakes. All three stories are set in the same universe and will have a crossover at some point of time. Have fun!Dagon's muscles rippled as he thrust into the woman under him brutally. The latter screamed in erotic pleasure, driving both of them closer to orgasm.The woman was named Veronica, and she was much wilder and crazier than he was. As Dagon plowed into her like a foundry, she dug her nails into his back, drawing blood. With a final violent thrust, both individuals orgasmed and groaned aloud at the same time.Dagon got off Veronica and lit a cigar. He was six and a half feet tall, ridiculously muscular, with a brown Viking ponytail and beard. He had scars and tattoos on his face, arms, and torso, giving him a rather demonic look.Veronica was almost six feet tall and had an athletic build that would put men to shame. She had an angular face with sharp features and her own distinct allure. However, men other than Dagon feared the woman because she was unstable, and killing came naturally to her."That was incredibly hot, babes," Veronica said, putting on her clothes. "But you lasted only
A host of the most expensive cars in the world were parked outside Marian Hotel, owned by the Andersons. Security teams of every guest were on alert. On the fourth floor, a secret meeting was taking place.The members included Silas Anderson and his daughter Natalie, Lord Malcolm Douglas and his granddaughter Michele, Dwayne, the leader of the Mosby gang, Derek Sentinel, the Indigo Captain, and the world-famous diva Gina Perry.One of the guests was an odd one out. Yara Mathews.“Lord Douglas, why did you summon this meeting?” Dwayne asked with deference. “Is there something you discuss regarding Sapphire City? And strangely, Mr. Grant is missing. I hope you don’t mean to offend him.”Malcolm took a deep breath and spoke up. “You raised a good point, Dwayne. However, even though I summoned this gathering, I was not the one who asked for it. Regarding Mr. Grant’s absence, I was told this meeting is actually about him.”Malcolm turned towards a beautiful blonde sitting at the end of the
Malcolm Douglas exchanged glances with Dwayne Mosby. The two had pledged to keep Tyler’s secrets buried, especially from his family. It would be troublesome if his little sister knew about the life-threatening dangers Tyler faced on a daily basis. Malcolm cleared his throat and stared down at Tracy. “My dear, if you are talking about your brother’s enmity with the Cooper family, I can assure you the matter is already settled.” Dwayne Mosby also chimed in. “Mr. Grant is under my protection, and you have nothing to fear.” Tracy looked up at Britta, seeking help. The latter stepped forward. “Respected members of this gathering, let me reintroduce myself. I am Britta, granddaughter of Butch Salvatore. He is Tyler’s teacher from Montserrat Prison. I am aware of the secret life Tyler leads. There’s no reason to be secretive since it is a time of urgency.” Dwayne’s eyes widened. “You are the blood of the Seraph-” “It would be best not to mention that word publicly, Mr. Mosby,” Britta int
Dwayne, Silas, and Malcolm exchanged shocked glances and jumped to their feet. “What?! Lazarus?! Impossible! God save us!” “Who is he?” Natalie asked curiously. The name struck fear into the hearts of such powerful men and must belong to a formidable villain. Silas turned to his daughter and frowned. “He is the most dangerous man in the country and perhaps the world.” Natalie furrowed her brows in confusion. “I don’t understand, Dad. What’s so scary about him? Is he a mafia leader?” “If only…” was all Dwayne said. He clearly looked unsettled. Britta spoke up. “Lord Briar is no ordinary man. His family came to this country hundreds of years ago from Romania. Right now, he’s one of the richest people in the world and owns overwhelming resources equal to that of a major country. Be it money, labor force, militant armies, mercenaries, arms, armaments, or influence. Lord Briar’s primary objective is to rule over the world.” “How come I never heard of him?” Silas Anderson replied to h
Dagon and Veronica exchanged silent but surprised glances. Gru, their loyal border patrol guard, lay sprawled before them, his back a bloody mess. Clearly, the injuries looked like mauling by a large wild animal.While the others looked stunned, the Red Marauders' two leaders were the least concerned about their follower's demise. Gru was a foot soldier and a dispensable member of their group. They could always recruit more bodies. However, the news the man declared during his last moments was unsettling."That's impossible!" Veronica mouthed with disdain. "There is no way the bloody panther survived last night's battle! Our mercenaries riddled it with bullets while Dagon landed a cursed grenade on its side. I saw the fatal wounds with my own eyes!"Dagon stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Perhaps it is another animal? Panthers are solitary creatures but occasionally hunt with their mates. Considering this one's size, strength, and intelligence, we can also assume it doesn't follow the r
The crimson blood of Kat’s dead victims dripped from her monstrous fangs. When she came down the hill towards the Red Marauders camp, About three dozen men from the border patrol ran into her. A fierce battle began, but it was pretty one-sided. Now, only nine men were left alive.Bang! Bang! The mercenaries kept emptying their magazines at the beastly intruder. However, Kat was too fast for them and dodged every single volley.Last night, the Red Marauders had surprised her with the cursed objects. That human weapons could even land a scratch on her divine form came as a shock. She had barely any time to process the sudden devastating hail of bullets and bombs.The surprise attack stunned her for a minute, during which a cursed grenade landed an explosion on her side, rupturing her internal organs fatally.Now that Kat was fully healed and was wary of the cursed objects, the tables had turned. She didn’t let a single attack land on her body. The beastly goddess used the natural battle
Kat quickly crouched down and surveyed her surroundings. Did the mercenaries get a drop on her? How was that possible? Or was it a wild animal?Kat sniffed the downwind air. They were definitely human beings, and a lot of them. The gurgling of the rivulet water had suppressed the sounds of their approach until the last moment.Kat decided to face them head-on. If the enemy was desperate enough to seek out their own deaths, she was willing to oblige. The girl growled and began her panther transformation. It would take a dozen seconds to turn into the pink panther, but she had enough time before the mercenaries reached her. The footfalls were at least a hundred feet away.Zip! Four balls as large as pumpkins shot out of the surrounding forest. Kat eyed them anxiously. What were they? Cannons? Grenades?Whatever the balls were, they would reach her before the complete transformation. Moreover, they were fired in such a way that Kat would be blinded by the overhead sun. Anyway, the girl c
"What are you doing here, you accidental heir?" Kat groaned from under the animal net. Her voice was pregnant with mortal pain. However, the suffering was not only from the fire's heat but also from the realization that she had failed her people. She was going to die without saving the Mayan communities. Kat was supposed to be a goddess, protecting innocents from evil intruders. However, the latter had easily overcome, defeated, and almost killed her. She brought upon her own divinity and the entire pantheon of Aztec gods. "Have you lost your mind?" Kat raged at Tyler with whatever energy she had left. "Are you suicidal? Why would you follow me and then step into this cursed fire?" "You may be the Seraphim King's heir, but you are definitely not as powerful as he used to be. These infernal flames will burn you alive along with me! Your death will be in vain! Escape and save yourself!" Tyler indeed felt his clothes catching fire. Normal combustion was not supposed to harm him as l