The History of Henry Esmond, Esq., a Colonel in the Service of Her Majesty Queen Anne by - (top 100 books to read .txt) 📕

I longed to see their eyes melt from their sockets and have their scaly flesh burn off their bones. Their screams would be music to my ears, and I couldn’t wait to kill every single one of them.

My entire body quivered with dark supremacy and unholy rage as I continued to summon my inner force, and I could feel my boiling blood coursing through my veins like hellfire. I stared hard at the flames around the room, and I could feel blood trickling down my nose as I pictured the fire from the sconces growing and spreading across the entire chamber. It felt like my skull was going to split in half as the fire grew taller, but I didn’t let that stop me from willing the darkness to come to my aid.

No matter what, I would destroy everything in my path, even if it took every ounce of my strength, so I took a deep breath and slowly closed my eyes.

Motus.

Heat billowed to life around me, and when I opened my eyes, the deep purple velvet was already melting from the walls, and the floors were beginning to crack. The guards didn’t notice anything at first, but then the entire room began to shake, and they looked at one another with disoriented features. Soon, their hands started to shudder, and their faces were glistening with sweat.

“W-What is happening?” a guard with ghastly green skin demanded as he looked around in horror.

Before any of his counterparts could respond to him, the fire danced and burned even brighter, and the room turned into a hellish shade of red that made my heart beat with wild and relentless fury. The flames then began to roar with hunger before a giant cloud of burning rage engulfed the guards and lit every inch of them on fire.

I could hear their screams through the dome, and it made my soul smile as they tried to feebly run out the door, but there were too many of them, and the fire kissed every single inch of their bodies. My fingers caressed the cold surface of the orb, and a pulsating sensation coursed through me as I relished in their agonizing demise.

“Noooooo!” several of them cried out at once, while others cursed us or prayed for their Lord to save them.

I sighed with pleasure as their screams began to die, and their bodies turned to black ash one by one. Then the fire and smoke started to fade like mist before the dawn, and I saw the room was no longer adorned with velvet and gold. Now, it was utterly dead and black, and ash fell from the ceiling like specs of gray snow. Skeletons with burned armor laid on the floor with melted blades, and a heavy, beautiful silence fell upon us as we remained safe and sound.

“Thank Satan,” Vanessa breathed before she lowered her arm and took a deep breath. “I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold it.”

“Master,” Penelope sighed with adoration. “That was incredible.”

“It truly was, Cole,” Revna breathed, and there was deep lust swirling in her piercing ice-blue irises. “I’m still growing accustomed to your incredible power.”

“Thank you, Revna,” I responded before I took a deep breath and looked at each powerful and beautiful woman. “Perhaps we should--”

I hesitated here, and I thought about this abominable kingdom with their Wicca hating villagers. I mused over their fat, filthy rich lords and ladies, and I wanted to see them all destroyed for their violence and hatred against us. I still had enough power left in me, and I didn’t want to ignore a holy kingdom when I could rid the worlds of it once and for all.

“Oh, unholy hell, I can’t wait for this.” Akira grinned as she studied me with her glossy black eyes. “I’ve seen that look on his face before. There’s more to be done, isn’t there, master?”

“What do you mean?” the wild witch questioned.

“I’m going to destroy this entire realm,” I explained in a steady voice. “The less holy places we leave behind, the better.”

“I know we should probably just take the orb and leave,” Vanessa said as her eyes danced around the ashen room, “but I agree with you, Cole. Let’s kill them all.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and each woman had a bloodthirsty grin across her face before Vanessa raised her hand in the air and pointed it above her head.

“Hos parere imperio!”

We were instantly wrapped in a giant cloud of purple smoke as the spell left the professor’s lips, and we soon found ourselves on the top of the plainly built castle and gazing down upon the sea-dwelling kingdom. The sun was just about to set, and the streets were not crowded, but I knew as soon as my chaos ensued, every soul would pour out into the streets and scream for their holy Lord to save them from Satan’s work.

At that moment, Alexander must have sensed my unholy rage because I glanced up at the orange-hued clouds and spotted the seagulls heading our way. They descended from the sky, and when they landed on the castle roof by our side, each familiar turned back into their original forms.

We sensed your longing for holy blood, Cole, Alexander said before he perched on my shoulder. We couldn’t wait to see you destroy every living soul.

“And you’ll be satisfied soon enough,” I muttered as the sun began to set.

“Well, master,” Faye whispered into my ear, and it sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. “What do you plan to do this time?”

“I want them to drown,” I said after a long moment. “I want them to think about their faith as they die a slow and painful death.”

“But they’re meant to live on both land and sea, master,” Beatrix said with furrowed eyebrows.

“I know that,” I replied without taking