Beyblade Dark Poseidon Novels & Stories

He slashed at the air, his claws cutting through the mist, but it just reformed instantly. "What is this?" Aiden growled, his voice distorted by his shift. "This is the power of the Dark Bane," Becca said, her voice rising. "This is real power. Not the games you play in your royal courts." Serena was back on her feet, shaking the dust from her hair. She looked furious. She grabbed a heavy iron pipe from the ground and charged again, this time from the side. She swung the pipe with enough force to shatter bone.

Allison flared her nose in anger. Rebecca stood on her ground looking Lyceon in the eye, not wanting to submit to his command even though her body shook with the intense aura of his lycan. Lyceon growled, forcing his lycan’s authoring all over them and they whimpered with shaking legs, ready to submit but one person was not. “WHO IS GOING AGAINST MY ORDERS?” Dark bellowed, daring all of them. “I AM GOING TO KILL WHO GO AGAINST ME..”

'Sophia, why are you holding back? Darks regards me intently, mirroring my shifting process as he assumes his Alpha form. Rising gracefully from his kneeling position, he stands before me, unabashedly naked. I avert my gaze, sensing an undeniable energy emanating from him—something alive and vibrant. "I understand," Alpha murmurs, settling down beside me. "But why do you resist? Why do you try to maintain control?" His gaze pierces through me, prompting me to hug my knees, seeking some semblance of cover. My desires surge within me, heightened by his deliberate exposure.

He ruled the third tier, but I could see how even, Kian Poseidon, he was paying his respect. Kian Poseidon, the leader of the first tier, the strongest tier, his air had a different feeling to it, negative feeling, all death and red and black. He was dark, darker any shade of black I have ever seen. His white skin was just a coating of how ugly his soul his.

“I need you now. The brat has Titan. She is protected and I can’t get to her. Selene gave her Titan, knowing Titan would make her win. I need someone, Poseidon. I need help.” Daria throws a splash of holy water into the mirror. “I gave you Ingrid and that got you Joey. You had all the tools you needed,” Poseidon rolls his eyes as he appears in the mirror. “I chose my champion wrong. I should have sent a mermaid.” “Those cursed bitches are no match for werewolves and you know it,” Daria tells him. “Tell me what I need to do to win!” “Wait until the bitch is 18 and kill her. Same rules we have had since the beginning.” Poseidon reminds her, looking bored. “If you have no real questions..”

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

And were here, setting up the scene to make it looked like what they were expecting to see. Hailec's mansion became even creepier than the last time we visited, cob webs were everywhere and a disgusting iron scent lingers on the place. Blaze provided the posas to make it more realistic as to why I couldn't get myself to fight them off. The posas suppresses the ability of the person wearing it, be it a flamia, glacia, a baylan or even a Darkess. This device disables the person to unleash his or her persona. Making him or her weaker than usual.

"I'm so worried, Elle. You know that Ivy is—she was once a weak woman, and it's only natural that I worry about her now." "Yes, she was once a weak and naive woman, but you already know how strong she is; she has become a powerful woman who has also mastered the magic and abilities passed down to her from Poseidon, Max. You know Poseidon, right? He is the god who rules the ocean. So don't ever doubt her, okay?" Mirielle was about to end the conversation, but Max again stopped her. "Elle, wait! What about the twins? Are they okay?"

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.