Angel Darkness Nightcore Novels & Stories

I am confused with why he could be persuaded over to that side. Natalie hasn't returned yet, and I feel as though the group is falling apart. Nothing has been majorly successful and everything that we have planned hasn't ended well. Darkness is beginning to fall and Nick has reawakened. It's as though the darkness is floating around him like a cloud, slowly devouring him and leaving an evil shell in its place. He seems to be staring at Aaron and me and its concerning. Blue, or what every Natalie has named him tied him up before we got to the house that Natalie wanted us at. I don't know why we are here, but I trust Natalie. She hasn't let us down yet and she is even self-sacrificing. She doe

The night was near absolute darkness as Erika crept along the outer perimeter of the Citadel. Every step was measured and silent, her heartbeat the only sound in the void. The Citadel—an imposing fortress of cold stone and iron—loomed ahead, its high walls nearly blending with the starless sky. She clutched her dagger tightly, her senses heightened not just by adrenaline but by a deep, unyielding resolve.

A vicious smile. She instinctively crawled backward. Her stomach twisted painfully. The heat. The full moon. The missing suppressant pill. Everything was crashing down at once. "I am impressed, Peanut." The endearment froze her blood. Before her eyes, Nick’s face began to melt away. His features distorted. His jaw sharpened. Dark hair lengthened into a ponytail. His body shifted. And there stood a man, she couldn’t forget even in her nightmares. "Damon..." Angela’s voice barely escaped her lips.

I stood in the midst of a moonlit forest, the silvery glow of the moon casting an otherworldly light over the serene landscape. Suddenly, a shadow appeared, and my heart raced when I saw him under the moonlight—tall, broad, and dangerous. His long black leather coat shimmered faintly, silver buckles gleaming on his shoulders. A dark cloak swirled behind him, and his black boots thudded heavily as he approached. The demonic mask of blackened iron obscured his face, leaving only glowing eyes visible, and the smile he wore was sinister and bone-chilling. Then, he lifted his hand and slowly removed the mask. My eyes widened in horror as I realized that the man before me was Zander Blake, standin

I stood in the midst of a moonlit forest, the silvery glow of the moon casting an otherworldly light over the serene landscape. Suddenly, a shadow appeared, and my heart raced when I saw him under the moonlight—tall, broad, and dangerous. His long black leather coat shimmered faintly, silver buckles gleaming on his shoulders. A dark cloak swirled behind him, and his black boots thudded heavily as he approached. The demonic mask of blackened iron obscured his face, leaving only glowing eyes visible, and the smile he wore was sinister and bone-chilling. Then, he lifted his hand and slowly removed the mask. My eyes widened in horror as I realized that the man before me was Zander Blake, standin

Demon and Angel restoration cancelled by corrupted divine power. The next phase used sonic resonance combined with corruption fields. The pain reached quantum levels — like having every atom in my body torn apart and corrupted simultaneously. Even my screams took on an otherworldly quality as my transformed nature was systematically broken down. “The mating marks are the final anchor point,” Azrael observed, studying the last traces of silver around my neck. “Once those are fully corrupted, the transformation will be complete.” I felt it happening — the last connection to Kane and the pack being consumed by darkness. Our bonds weren't just blocked anymore, they were being fundamentally chang

His face softened and I hurried to him and he wrapped me in his arms. " I can't believe I mind linked. That's never happened before." I exclaimed. Ben and Daniel exchanged glances but I didn't make a deal of it. They probably just thought it was abit weird. "Alpha we should probably be heading back now." Daniel said to which Ben nodded in agreement. They changed again into their wolf forms as that would get us back alot quicker. Rachel was already on Daniels back holding onto his fur tightly as he began to run through the forest followed by me on Ben's back. I held onto him like my life depended on it.

I have also learned how they refer to each other. A person named Night is a twilight lyceum; this means protectors of the twilight and carries the virus to create other lyceums. Chanco means protectors of the night. The twilight is what they call the shadow realm. The shadow realm is the term given to the plane between day and night; it is a world within itself. The only way I can explain it is a dimension just outside of our reality.

“Max right now I'm not in a very good mood, I recommend you not to press the little patience I have...” “Fuck you Dark…” and the call ends, I sigh trying to control the anger that grows inside me, I pinch the bridge of my nose and run both hands over my face frustrated. This is one of the reasons love or relationships just don't come into my life, I stand up while Claus is tying the blonde to the head of my bed, I go into the walk-in closet and punch in the key to the closet where I have the weapons, I take a 9 mm and verify that it is loaded, I close and go out to the room, Claus is on Cristal's abdomen playing with the knife on her abdomen while she looks at him with some fear and exciteme

Their black armor, etched with silver runes, shimmered beneath the lantern light. My heart thrummed with power as I stepped forward, cloak swirling like a ripple of night. The scent of my minions, this legion of darkness washed over me in waves: leather, steel, earth. I felt the familiar surge of magic coursing through my veins, the heady rush that came with absolute control. Tonight, we would unleash the first wave of my dark creatures upon the Crimson Moon pack. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the moment before the storm.