Ark Light Novels & Stories

It feels like I live in a prison where I can never be happy or see the light beyond the darkness around me. I never had friends or a girlfriend because my father doesn't let anyone get close to me. Sometimes I feel a lot of pain in my body and this always happens during the full moon, so I take some horrible medicine that my father gives me. He says it's for my good, because if I don't take it I'll get sick, I know it's not that, but I don't have my grandfather to tell me what's wrong with me! These nightmares that don't leave me alone and are always the same turn me into a horrible wolf where I'm in a war of leadership, that's it and the same dreams or nightmares every day.

The forest trembled under an unnatural energy. Shadows crept where they didn’t belong, and the wind carried whispers that felt like an unspoken warning. Rayka and Sylvester stood at the edge of Marelda’s clearing, watching the horizon light up with a pulsing glow. The artifact in Rayka’s hands hummed, its blue gem flashing in time with the ominous light. “This is it,” Rayka said quietly, her voice almost drowned by the rising gusts of wind. “The artifact is leading us there.”

"Safe. Yeah. Just us and the misfits." Life on the Ark was a rhythmic, punishing routine. They patrolled the vast, empty stretches of the Navia coast, the massive hull of the ship acting as a plow through the poisoned waters. Aradaa’s "Black Hole" program—the thing that had threatened to swallow his mind—had stabilized into a "White Sun." It was a constant, burning core of energy in the center of his chest. He didn't fight it anymore; he used it. He sat in the engine room for hours, his hands pressed against the cold copper conduits, feeding the ship his own life force to keep the interior gardens blooming and the air scrubbers humming.

I'm sure that was how the Israelites felt when moses parted the sea. Or was it Abraham? I'm not sure which one, don't me I'm not a full time believer. But I'm pretty sure this was how they felt. Arina took a step backwards and before I could ask what to do, she kept into the open space beyond. Perfect. Absolutely spiffing. I peeped into the big hole. It was dark. Very dark. Like a mice hole. I tried very hard to see what was inside but failed. 'Woof?'.

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, Aarya drank the mouthful amount of soda and asked. "Soon", Arin smirked and enjoyed the silence of the night. "Hope for the best", Aarya said and gulped down the last sip of soda and threw the can in the dustbin. "No, Hope for the light in Her DARK World", Arin spoke and Aarya was impressed by his brother's efforts. "Well said", Aarya clapped for his brother who was already lost somewhere in his world. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

I looked at him as he opened it. Of course, his mom would find it quite weird if she discovered that we hadn't been sharing the same bedroom. "You can start unpacking. I've got a conference call to deal with." Justin left as I stepped into the dark-themed, aesthetically designed bedroom. The walls had a stunning midnight decor and there was a luxurious tufted bed, an elegant chandelier, vintage furniture, a gallery with a TV wall panel and soft golden lighting. This was definitely Justin Martínez's sanctuary.

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

“You don’t understand the stakes. Xarion is not the true threat. It’s what he intends to awaken.” Aria narrowed her eyes. “What does he want?” Alaric leaned in. “He wants the Gate. The one that holds the true darkness. If he opens it… this world dies.” “Then why try to stop me?” “Because the more power you draw, the more the Gate weakens. You are a beacon, Aria. And the darkness sees you.” She stepped back. Kade stepped forward, grabbing Alaric by the throat. “Give me one good reason not to rip you apart.”

"Oh my god! Is he doing it again?" Marona hissed while imagining the horror. "Any update on Aurora?" Damon asked Mikhail. "I hope she is alive or else this man will go crazy." "She is alive, we just need to find her." Mikhail sighed. Rafael walked out of the basement at the same time, drenched in blood and anger. He was silently walking towards the house. "Hey, Rafael... We were talking about baby's genders. What do you want, girls or boys?" Damon asked and Mikhail nudged him. He was literally poking a wounded tiger.