Aura Dark Novels & Stories

"Seems I've underestimated you. Very well, I'll oblige." He glanced at Brandon and Arnold, who nodded in understanding, redoubling their efforts against the undead while Adrian pursued the shadowy figure. The dark figure burst through a window, disappearing into the enveloping darkness. Adrian recognized the figure's mysterious aura and deduced its intention was likely to lure him to a specific location for an ambush. However, he remained undaunted. As a level nine fighter, he wasn't easily intimidated by such tactics. He anticipated this move and awaited his opponent's next move with eagerness.

The structures in the universe was close to magical and she wondered how they could create such with no magic, and she understood that just like her universe, they searched for ways to make their life easier. Aurora loved it there, aside from the almost eternal youth found within the universe; they possessed great business structures, in which she appreciated and believed she could flourish in. She knew at that moment that this was the universe for her, despite the fact that she was told not to grab any form of attention and wasn’t allowed to use her powers. The wind was in her face, as her hair was parked up and her shades covering the reflection of the sun, inhaling the deep breathe, she a

Aura was still reading on the couch, and I was getting hungry, I knew she had to be, so I asked the kitchen staff to bring in lunch and I added a slice of cake as a surprise for Aura. After we ate, she stretched out on the couch, her book in hand. I went back to my research. My generals would be here soon to discuss strategies for the war. I was not looking forward to that. I was about to shut off the computer when an article popped up. "Wolf saves her child, the enemy sought," The picture on the front looked like the picture of Aura's mom I had seen in the cave that day. I read through the article, and the woman who had been attacked claimed the enemy was a pile of ash. The article showed a

"Do you really want to argue with me again, Demitri? We have a business to do. Stop causing a fight. I'm not a baby." "You are my baby," he whispered that made my heart pound so hard and loud, it stripped the rationality off me. The sound of birds and insects filled my ears when we entered the dark forest of West Evergreen, one of the few forests in the west that is situated beyond a river, and is not commonly visited by people for two reasons: first, because it's said to be cursed, second, because it is where the dangerous cave of the magical healer is known to be situated.

Dakota, driven by love and fueled by the strength of his convictions, would soon confront the darkness head-on, ready to unleash the full extent of his powers and save the woman who held his heart. As Dakota delved deeper into the heart of darkness, the air grew heavy with an eerie silence. His senses heightened, alert to any sign of danger. He knew that every step brought him closer to Claire, but also deeper into the clutches of the Twelve. The path before him twisted and turned, leading him through dimly lit corridors and hidden passages. Dakota's instincts guided him, his wolf-like intuition guiding his every move. He navigated the labyrinthine hideout, avoiding the watchful eyes of the

He said. “You were right.” Lucas said. “The bitch can walk in daylight. That’s why they’re going after the werewolf packs. To make more day walkers.” I said. “Day walkers that can shift into werewolves but have the thirst of a vampire.” Aria said. “Oh, we are so screwed.” I said. “Don’t worry. We’ll find her.” Lucas said. “We have to. We don’t have a choice. She’s the most dangerous thing out there.” I said.

Sit modus deam benedicat animabus illorum sub lucem hyacintho luna est scriptor Ut benedicat deam luna est luna, lux hyacintho luna sub meam” (From the deep of the spirit, who has never fallen asleep, do good to me. The spirits of the air were foul and black. It is not a pleasant thing to be kind to me. Passion and thought with the spirit of the anger against the destruction provided that it is them to me. The Spirit of the cold and the frost by the phantoms of crime and vice do good to me. May The moon goddess bless the luna' soul under the light of the blue moons)

Daniel gulped as his mind shifted to Annabelle. “We trained day and night. Physical and mental training and we started our own mission around Africa. Killing them without mercy. But it was all a waste. The more we killed, the more Luke created. In case you are wondering, he is the first vampire and also the strongest.” “ Guess that explains why wooden stakes and bullets don’t affect him.” Daniel scoffed. Ted spoke up finally. “ They affect him only momentarily. But they don’t kill him as you saw back there.” “What about sunlight?” Daniel asked

I said the word hate as casually as if it meant nothing. Behind me, Cole Allen went completely still, and after that, he didn’t say another word. A long while passed, and I heard footsteps slowly fading away. When I finally turned around, Cole’s thin figure had disappeared into Sunnytown’s cold, gray rain. “Sadie, do you know that homeless guy?” Someone tapped my arm lightly. It was Ava, my junior from school, who was also from my hometown.

Again, he glares at the annoying stranger. Of course, he tried to pull his arms but the grip just got intense that he almost flinched but he wants to look strong, far from what he really is. "What?! What do you want? Do you really want to get punched at your face?! Let me go! I said let me--" His words magically got swallowed and he nearly melted when he looked at the guy who suddenly changed his aura. His dark aura is now replaced by an angelic smile with calmed eyes.