روايات وقصص ضمن What Was Voldemorts Goal

His goal is to be able to personally kill the person who caused the death of his family, who made him an orphan with his own hands. Every time Cuthbert closed his eyes, the sight of his family being torn apart by the werewolves, screaming in pain, replayed before him. That horrifying scene was like a psychological ghost; it reminded him that by all means must eliminate werewolves. Since then, Cuthbert has grown increasingly hostile to werewolves. With a grudge in his heart, Cuthbert begins to learn about werewolves. The more he researched, the more he discovered the dark side of werewolves. In the end, Cuthbert was determined to become a doctor, a researcher to fulfill his vengeance. He had

She'd promised herself to be Queen, the prime Alpha, and no one, NOT a single was going to stop, or so she believed. Velda had gone back to strengthen her spell-casting ability, not to undo the deed she had done years ago, but to strengthen it, to make it potent that the Moon goddess herself would be shocked. She would ruin what the pair of wolves love to pair, wolves. Velda promised to wipe them all out, including the primordial wolves, of them. Velda had to work fast because she had just received a piece of information from the ravens, Alcinder was on his way to sync with his wolf.

"I will make you proud. We will defeat everyone who has wronged us, from Andres to the Siren who killed Mom and Thalia. The Obsidian Shadow pack is the strongest pack on Kaeladia and we bow to no one." Copper eyes met copper, and it felt good to see the burning flames of approval and pride in his eyes. This was my purpose, the only goal that I had in life. Vengeance. And I would destroy anything and anyone who came in the way of it. No matter what.

"He sabotaged two generations worth of teachings in Defense Against the Dark Arts just to make him ascension to power easier." The ministerial group were shocked. But they really had to admit it. It was a really ingenious plan. It was rare for a good seedling in Defense to appear in the last 30 years, and before that, their parents' generation could be considered all monsters at the subject. True warriors with a wand in hands. Big notes to the ones that fought in the Grindelwalds' War, like Fleamont Potter and Arcturus Black. "Good thing that we will end it today. With the reactivation of the original wards and the drainage of the accumulated energy of the malicious ward, we can, and will, l

Her hate kept her alive, it fueled her desire for revenge. So today she would play the seductress and not only would she end his life, she will tear his soul apart bit by bit so he will die an empty self loather. She had weaved this master plan, seeking the right opportunity to strike, for months she had hidden in the shadows but Votigern did not give her time, always out looking for a stone that did not belong to him. Now that she had finally gained that opportunity, she was not going to let anything at all jeopardize it, it did not matter if the human race and dragons were at war even.

“Why does he want to do that?” “He thinks he can produce powerful hybrids to take over the kingdom of night creatures. He doesn’t want peace between werewolves and vampires.” What a crooked minded person he was? Dragging an entire kingdom in hell to achieve his personal unreasonable goals. Meanwhile, Waylen contacted me through the mind link ‘I think you should come here. They agreed to spill the beans finally.’ He was torturing them for nearly eight hours. He must have enjoyed breaking them a lot. “Let’s go. Waylen is waiting for us.” I stood up and approached the door.

Was anything about what he’d heard growing up true? Osborn hadn’t staged a rebellion against his brother, at least not completely. He’d declared war on the werewolf kingdom and every living werewolf. His end goal was to turn the war on the vampires as well. Death was all that he’d been after. It was all he would be after, but he wasn’t sure if Osborn was after his death or the death of everyone who lived though Selena had died.

“Bring a wolf to me. alive.” An examination. Naturally. Lilith wasn't a fool; she wasn't going to put her trust in me. I gave a nod. "That's not a problem. It's already done." My voice resonated assuringly. ********* Moving swiftly, I slipped through the lair's dimly lighted hallways as my mind processed the options. I had to make this seem possible, even though I was absolutely not going to deliver one of my own to be killed. As I learned more about this coven's secrets, I came to understand that their actual objective was annihilation rather than merely power. The witches sought to completely eradicate humanity, not simply defeat werewolves and lycans.

“Kelvin was always cunning, but he used to be calculated. Now, it feels like he’s… unhinged. It seems like he’s desperate to prove something.” I nodded. “He wants power.” “No,” Viktor said after a pause. “He wants retribution. And power is how he intends to get it. He sees us as obstacles to crush, not enemies to outwit.” I looked down at the map again, tracing the forest line near our southern border. “We need to draw him out. Not just defend but also attack.” Viktor smirked slightly. “Funny. That’s what I was going to suggest.” We spent the next hour sketching out a plan. Coordinated patrol rotations. A trap that looked like weakness but was fortified with both my warriors and his vampires

"You already are helping us, whether you realize it or not. Every day you spend with him, every moment of trust he places in you, every secret you keep from him - it all serves our ultimate goal." His casual cruelty made my skin crawl. "What goal? What do you really want?" "What we have always wanted - power. Control. The ability to shape this world according to our vision rather than leaving it in the hands of those too weak or foolish to use it properly." His smile turned predatory. "Your beloved mate represents everything that is wrong with the current order. Guilt-ridden, self-loathing, wasting his considerable abilities on pointless attempts at redemption." "Kael is a good man trying to