Blood Pact Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

Damonq stayed anchored in her mind, shielding her as Darkness shrieked his rage and ordered his creatures to attack. Gary countered, burning large groups of the parasites as they swarmed toward her heart. Damonq drank down her blood, drawing as many of the parasites into himself as he could. The flesh inside his throat and mouth blistered as the foul microorganisms stung and bit at him in a frenzy. Their poison spread through his bloodstream, racing though his veins and saturating his cells. His muscles seized. His organs cramped, sending pain lancing through his body.

“What is it going, don’t tell us that this loser is your mate? Then it will be more fun to rape you under his eyes!” This is the straw that breaks the camel’s back. I look at Darren one last time and kiss his temple. I get up and try to transform myself into a wolf, but the collar still prevents me. The Dark Shadows all transform and begin to approach me victorious. “You will die like him!” Hearing these words, I feel my tattoo is moving back to my right eye. I close my eyelids, and when I open them again, my pupils are red. I see everything in black, but I can make out the white figures of the wolves.

But until Galterio was dead, and Cole was avenged, the darkness is where I will roam. I lifted myself from the ground and hovered to Gunner’s side. Galterio was pacing back and forth in front of the shield. Running his fingers along the wall. The shield was different too. No longer was it clear impenetrable space, but now swirls of black and jagged edges. The darkness was replacing all aspects of my magic, and I welcomed it all. The sparks that tingled through my body with the contact Galterio made against the shield, urged me on. The spot on his shoulder that was pierced by the black smoke, was now looking like a funky tattoo. Deep black protruding veins had begun to spread out from the poi

He's such a fan of him. Switching sides, aren't you? I just want to help you with your confusion. "Fine," I finally agreed even though it sounded like a dismissal. "Let's dance and get over with it." A crook smile plastered on Demitri's face. However, even with the smile, his face looked hard as ever like some sort of granite in its finest. And those eyes of his. Two pools of darkness waiting for someone to be drowned into it. He's like a walking tragedy, a storm that could destroy anything if he wants.

“Mother's aim to do everything, by choosing twins is to save hope that the dark destiny of the vampire world might change. Even though the possibility is very slim not even at all. Every action will have its own risks, especially in matters like this. Mother has done her best, but the fate of darkness will continue to be destiny. In addition, Queen Meralda was really cunning. She had tricked the King of Darkos and planned to take all the forces of the Red Stone. Actually the King of Darkos was not gullible, but fate did require him to do all of that. After all, my mother was destined to die in the hands of the King of Darkos herself. But King Darkos did not do the same with King Drakos, his

Looking back another howl roared from his chest, and he simply walked into the light leaving behind his dead wife and a child he would never know. Five years later Dusk was settling into twilight when a deep sorrow-filled howl echoed off the high mountain pass. Animals started to scurry away and seek shelter: even the resting birds could sense the approaching evil and took flight. A tall white fur-laced being emerged from the darkness and began its attack in the fields just south of the town. By the time any of the wolfin could react all the humans had been slaughtered. The bodies formed a path to Rayan’s home. Their skulls had been crushed and many of the limbs were torn free and tossed on

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.

With all the remaining energy left in him, he looked up to see Raphael holding a gun and the mouth of the gun was steaming hot. That bastard. Colton’s hand was still moving. He tried to reach forward. If he could only stretch harder, maybe he’d get at her feet. That was all that he wanted. But before he could do any of that, he heard another gunshot, and everything went dark. X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X ~ SIERRA ~ * BANG! *

Paimon and Elijah trade blows with increased intensity has the speed of their attacks increase even further, Paimon takes a step back and spreads his arms PAIMON : Pitch black… Now gaze upon the darkness has it envelopes and swallows your light ELIJAH : The hell… Their surroundings is immediately covered in thick and utter darkness with visibility rendered impossible, Elijah stood still has the darkness converged around him PAIMON : What’s wrong human??... Can’t you see me?? ELIJAH : The hell is this darkness, it’s sickening PAIMON : Ha-ha ( Bursting into a laugh that Elijah could hear from everywhere causing him to try covering his ears)

Writer's POV “Vikram,” Emilio muttered under his breath, his fangs glinting as he clenched his jaw. “You’ll pay for this.” Earlier, Emilio had returned home to find his parents dead. The gruesome scene was seared into his memory—the lifeless bodies, the blood pooled on the floor, and the hollow silence that followed. But now, as a vampire, his senses were sharper. He could smell Vikram’s scent lingering in the air that night. And Donald Dale’s name had surfaced in whispers among those who thrived in the shadows. Together, they had orchestrated the massacre.