Ark Light Novels & Stories

He practically jumped out of his seat as I made to smack him again. My sister walked up to me cautiously. She put a hand on my bicep and gave me a warning look. I rolled up the shirt sleeve of my right arm and I saw blue scales crawling up my arm, my dragon was close to the surface. I took a deep breath to steady myself and the scales retreated. "You need to calm down, Ash," my sister said, "Now tell me about this girl Ryder is talking about." I put my hands in the pocket of my pants and took another deep breath. I told her everything, from when I laid eyes on the stunning lady to questioning Wade on everything about her.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

I said then… Zahred, Iared & Daemnixi threw their D-Pads in the air and transformed into a Duel Disk and slotted in their right arms also they put on their duel gazer on, as for me a Dharkonic Tattoo appeared surrounding my left Dharkonic Eye and opened my Dharkonic Eye and began to glow more luminous. “Augmented Reality established” said the AI “okay Arnold let’s duel” said Iared “okay Iared, Zahred & Daemnixi bring it on” I said “DUEL!!!” We shouted and my duel against Iared, Zahred & Daemnixi had just begun.

That doesn't really make sense for her "Jealous much?!" she said chuckling "No Luma, more of a pity" Stella sat down and bang her arms against the bubble wall. “Luan!” Lynx screamed when he heard her call “Are you ok?” Aeriol asked. She nods and smile, making all his worries wash away. He wave his hand sweeping away the shadows coming close to them. “It’s time to get serious” Nathaniel said. He clasp his hand and a ball of fire split itself then mold into guns. He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone.

Drake replied in a loud voice, causing Alarick to stop in his tracks. "What did you say?" asked Alarick as he turned around. “Everything about June is my business. Are you deaf?" asked Drake. Alarick widened his eyes, as if he was starting to grasp Drake's point. He darted quickly towards Drake and then grabbed Drake by the collar of his shirt. "What are you talking about exactly?" asked Alarick, though he had already guessed it. Suddenly Drake's body glowed golden and Alarick was pushed back about one meter from Drake.

I whispered to hear Zayn Does this mean that Zayn hasn't branded an Ardena yet, so she doesn't have an OK mark? " Love is: to feel that you are responsible for another soul that stays inside your heart before your body ". Darkle snored when he heard the words of his son's wolf did not care and did not shake a single hair of him! Shame on you that she is your mother and then I brought her to joust with your girlfriend to see who is stronger Ardina raised her eyebrows sarcastically. He says this because he knows she's only human without her wolf. She can't even turn into a wolf. Yes, she has a great skill in martial arts, but she doesn't know if she will work with a wolf?

But it still is the worst time of my life. A quiet mechanical hum pulses beneath the floor. Overhead, fluorescent lights buzz, flickering ominously, nothing like the gentle lantern glow of the bonfire or the soft morning sun on Alaric’s island. These lights are clinical, merciless, like they are designed to torture the eyes with their harshness.

"The ritual is near completion! The devouring dark will consume this wretched realm, and we shall rule over its ashes!" "Not while we are still breathing, Malakar!" Ryan shouted back. He stood at the front of the line, his broad shoulders squared as he channeled the ancient, silvery light he had brought back from the underworld. The force of his aura created a protective dome, deflecting the chaotic bolts of dark lightning raining down from the ceiling.

A cold, metallic, terrifying silver that marked him as an apex predator. Alaric Sterling. Grand Alpha of the Ravenscroft Pack, supreme warlord of the underworld, and the man who controlled every illegal trade route running through Westmere. A thick cigar burned between his long, scarred fingers, the rich scent of dark tobacco wafting into the wet night air. "Get inside, Darcy," Alaric said. His voice was a heavy, resonant baritone that vibrated straight through the steel frame of the Range Rover and into the mud beneath my boots.

I blurted. He glanced at me nodding, "another wolf who was bathed in dazzling light, and the last, who froze everything his claws touched." He described the 3 other Arc Wolves exactly as I used to hear from AMA and the other kids in the Night moon pack. The Fire Wolf, The Light wolf, and the Ice Wolf. The three other Arc Alphas of the 4 territories in Valcane. "Y-You didn't see the Night Wolf?" I asked, my eyes trailing his face as he took another swing of ale.