All Chapters of Nollax: The Vampwolf Chronicles : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Later that night, when Amber returned home, she had bad news. Maddie had been stabbed. She was found lying in a pool of blood on her doorstep. When they brought her to the hospital, she was already dead.“Our lives are in danger, we got to do something,” Amber said.“Gregory!” Elizabeth said quickly. “We need to do something to keep him safe.”“Fine, go pay him a visit. I will try to find out more from the police department.” Northstar said.Elizabeth, Bonnie and June quickly left to see Gregory. When they got near the house, they heard multiple footsteps and on impulse they decided to hide. Gregory’s door was open, so they went inside. The three of them looked out and to their relief, they saw three kids heading towards the main road. As the three of them started to call out for Gregory, Elizabeth spotted something. It was a silver knife and she had seen a similar one in Maddie’s house.&

As the three girls became victims to Palio’s orchestra once more, they found themselves in a strange village surrounded by pink clouds and a magenta-colored sky. “This is getting weird,” June said. “Palio keeps sending us to alternate realities, “Bonnie said. “We need to get that damn flute and destroy it, “But before they could form a plan to do so, the three sisters heard panicking civilians rush out of their homes. Multiple cambion villagers ran for their lives. Each being is converted by the strange flames.A white hooded figure hovered over the village holding a long Celestial with a large eyeball at the end.“No stop it. Stop it” Taylor yelled a

With no other choice, the two of them decided to enter the service hall. They found a few empty chairs at the back of the hall and decided to sit there. That way, they could stay close to the door and monitor everyone in the audience at the same time.Most of the people were seated now and the Sunday service was about to begin. The Pastor was due to arrive shortly. The Prayer hall was exceptionally large. The ceiling was decorated in extensive stonework in the form of complex geometric shapes. The sunlight from the stained-glass windows of the hall threw patterns of light on the walls. Thinking that the church building must be very old, Olivia studied the murals painted on the walls. She could tell that most of the painting had been restored. One of the paintings particularly caught her attention. She thought that she had seen a similar one before but she couldn’t remember where.“They have been gone for a while now,” Kai said, shaking Olivia out of her thoughts.“What?” she asked sti

Moments later, a Security van arrived unexpectedly. They offloaded something that looked like a vault.“They are bringing the chalice in for the inauguration,” they heard one of the security guards warning the others on a radio.“So even the fake one was kept in a vault all along,” Olivia sighed.The inauguration began at the planned time. People were ushered to a bigger hall for the ceremony. The professor who was the special guest, walked over to the podium to say a few words and then the pastor pulled the red cloth. Everyone was mesmerized by the breath-taking beauty of the chalice that glowed under the yellow light of the chandelier.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Harold Hearst sat in what looked like a den adorned with many kinds of crystals, an assortment of precious stones, mirrors and vials containing colourful potions. He loved spending time in this hideout as it reminded him of a peaceful life that he once lived. He was the oldest elf sorcerer alive and also the Warlock Alpha.He took out

Olivia, Sam and Scott left Captain Moss’ office.“As if the damage already done by The Blessing was not enough,” Sam murmured.“The briefing is scheduled to take place during the second half of the day. I would like to get a bite before that,” Scot said, ignoring Sam’s whining.Olivia broke off from the group.“Aren’t you joining us?” Scott asked.“I’m good. I’m not eternally hungry like you,” she replied, taking a turn towards left.She headed to an iron bench in the garden. She would rather spend the afternoon alone than hanging out with her colleagues. Her mind could use a little peace. The last few weeks had provided her with life changing experiences. She had been disowned by her family, yet again. And to make the matters worse she had lost faith in friendship after what Jill, who was actually Tabitha, had done to her.She closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the bench. She wanted to resurrect Jill and give her another chance at life. Moss had disapproved of that, knowi