Born Darkly Novels & Stories

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

“Born under the starry sky but had lived in the sanctuary of darkness. You can’t say your mother’s abandonment hadn’t do you good because, look at you now, you’re still alive after so many—” But at that moment, she felt the temperature dropped so low, so much so that mists were puffing out of her mouth as she breathed. Looking around, she found Dark. He was looking down but a flame of darkness was dancing around his body, an ember of orange and gold sparking through the edges. Slowly, he looked up and what dark eyes he had got. It was quite the same when he was a baby, only a lot darker and menacing. “Down to business, Dark, are you?” The mistress chortled. Who would have thought that she co

she said He sat up and looked away from her "There are so many things you probably won't understand" he said "Then let me in. Let me into your world" she said as she sat up beside him "My world is dark and you can't get in!" He yelled as he turned to face her "Then let me be your light. Let me bring you out of this darkness that is hovering all over you" she cried as she placed her hands on his shoulders "Light and darkness aren't supposed to meet," he said sadly as he lowered his head to touch hers

Billowing up steadily like thick smoke from a burning building, the darkness reached up and snuffed the light from the candelabras first, leaving pitch darkness in its wake and permeating the entire room until it reached up to the chandelier. To my fearful amazement, the darkness engulfed the little twenty or so lights from the burning candles on it all at once. The darkness grew heavy and thick like a pregnant raincloud forced and condensed into a room. It swallowed up everything including the bearer of the darkness himself. The Cursed Lycan king, Alpha Zane. My mate. It was not just darkness. It was tangible and alive. It swelled and pulsated with an unfathomably dark energy that even I wh

It would have frightened me if I was the type to be frightened— but then I wasn’t. “This is the New Normal, the Dawn of Darkness, the Age of the Undead.” She started to say with a stern tone. “Darkness will reign over the Reigns and the Dark One will be the sole orchestrator of it— No one will can save anyone of you from his wrath so the sooner you accept all of this, the better it will be for—” A loud growl suddenly claimed the air, cutting Abasha off. It was too ferocious and loud that it almost didn’t seem real but I had to check to confirm first. With the burst, Abasha and I immediately veered our gazes to the scene down below… and then my heart skipped a beat.

“Arthur...“ “It started...magically. Like gravity had pulled us in. Our heartbeats were synched. Our thoughts aligned. Like we were fated to be each other's other half.“ Arthur Belmont had survived the foggy morning, gruesome accident that claimed the lives of his parents at the age of 10. He was the only survivor. But it was at a price. His sight was gone. Orphaned and blinded on the same day, Arthur Belmont knew his life would never go back as it was. His perfect life was gone. Memories of that tragic morning haunted his nights. His dreams became nightmares. He was a traumatized, blind kid. Every night, he yelled for his parents, begging them to come take him. This new life wasn't somethin

Strong. Not just Alpha scent. Intense. Suffocating. Smelled like burnt wood, rain, danger. Took the medicine... what is this? Kyrian thought. Hand shaking. Reached for water. Too intoxicating. Deep breaths. Air felt heavy. "God, can't faint here," whispered. Vision blurry. "Can't afford that..." Stood up. Fresh air. One step. Two. Luck ran out. Vision went black. THUD. THE CHAOS

Author’s Note / Reader Warning: This story contains extremely explicit content, dark themes, non-consensual elements, drugging, stalking, kidnapping, heavy BDSM, blood play, and intense psychological manipulation. It is very dark and not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****** Chapter 1 Velvet Obsession Ledger¥ She was sleeping again.

No, he was death. "Blake?" She wasn't frightened at all. She knew he wouldn't hurt her even when he was at his darkest. He turned around and didn't say anything, he just simply disappeared into thin air. That was his dark side and whenever it manifested, it meant he was thirsty for blood. And he wouldn't rest until so many people lost their lives. ***** In the darkness and coldness of the night, a woman and a boy of about five year old were walking down an almost dark alley.