Aura Dark Novels & Stories

The strange pulsating light was the final evidence that made him believe that she had the darkness in her. " That can't be! The darkness is just a myth. No one is strong enough to contain it in them",Xavier burst out. This couldn't be true. He had been suspecting it ever since he knew Serena's aura was purple instead of white, but to hear it now was unbelievable. Kendrick quickly explained the gut wrenching pain he felt when he kissed Serena. It was like a thousand needles had been set loose in his body. "It's the darkness. It destroys anything it comes in contact with. You were immune for a moment because naturally you're the strongest lycan alive",Xavier said with a thoughtful expression.

"The sun and moon working together. Just as it should have been with her and me." He raised both hands this time. More dark energy gathered. Darker. Stronger. "But you're still just children playing with powers you don't understand," Malachar said. "I've had a thousand years to master the darkness. To become something beyond a simple wolf." The energy around him grew until it blocked out the sun. Shadows spread across the clearing like spilled ink. "This is your final warning, Aurora," Malachar said. "Surrender now. Let me end you quickly. Or I'll kill everyone you love first. Make you watch them suffer before you die."

His eyes were pools of absolute darkness, his sclera was as black as the darkest night, but in the center of that darkness was a point of purple light shining in total darkness. The one on the throne was Zark Ar Zatho, the Dungeon Master and overlord of Damenburg Castle.

The dwarf says. The dark below is a prison that is located under the sea where there is nothing but darkness and creatures that feed off of the nothingness and memories of men and women. This is the world that the Circle protects everyone else from and the same world where Troy finds himself in. Smells of rotting fish and dead meat surfaces along the fire prince’s nose. Things that are dead is piled upon the surface. Instead of a proper floor or greenery to stand upon he walks on the bodies of dead animals both that once belong on the land and sea. With each step he takes he can hear the floor’s bodies crush under the flesh of his feet. Then every time he lifts his foot to venture forward, t

My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th

Armed with an extra blanket that she found from the cabinet near the bathroom, Morana wrapped her body with the blanket. Even though it's not as warm and comfortable as when she sleeps on the bed, but at least it's good enough to get through this night. Before going to sleep, Morana turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim moonlight on the night sky to illuminate this room, because of the pouring rain. Morana loved this kind of dark atmosphere, making her feel like she could hide in the dim night, as if her existence had no meaning so nothing could hurt her anymore.

That he would have a good life and be nothing like the man who fathered him. "You are asking me to completely flip my world upside down," Aurora felt as though she was spiraling. The darkness threatened to take her once more. Arden was quickly kneeling in front of her and held her hands in his. His touch sent sparks up her arms. His smell swarmed around her and held her. It helped to stop the darkness that was creeping in.

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

Especially since his whole fantasy was for there to be a shroud of mystery with us meeting. She continued, "I can give him your number and he can call and go over any other specifics with you. I realize it'll be dark but I don't know if there's anything special he wants you to wear or not wear, any special way he wants you to smell, that kind of thing. I think the whole premise of being in the dark is to heighten all of your other senses. He really wants the physical connection with you, without any pretense about who he is or who his family is or all that."