Born Into Darkness Novels & Stories

He growled in warning, voice deep, fisting her hair and tilting her head up till he could look into her eyes. “Am I wrong? You want me to bear your child, it doesn't matter if I want it or not, I don't even know what would happen to me after I give birth, or what your child would do to me. Tell me, Darkness… What else am I except a breeder for you and your people?”

My baby was gone because of him. I looked at Asher with nothing but pure hatred. Everything was his fault. I was always in danger because of him, my mate. "Lulu, calm down. You are hurt, you have to calm down. Please." How could he tell me to calm down? My baby was gone because of him. "Should I calm down? My baby is gone because of you!" I sobbed and pushed him anyway even though he didn't budge. I didn't have the strength to try doing it again.

"Back then, even the Watchers dared not speak his name. She is not just a killer... she is a punishment." "She is more than that," the black-robed figure whispered, his voice turning almost ecstatic. "He is the first shadow, a form of pure darkness before there was light. He saw... and he waited. And now, she is hungry." Then from the hole, a claw emerged. Long, black as metal baked in the darkness, with joints that bent improperly. The claws dug into the edge of the altar, leaving cracks as the creature began to pull itself out.

When he looked at her with confusion, she said, "That's my first time." He pulled her into another deep kiss and said, "So is mine." The dark night was the witness of their unison. They surrendered themselves to each other. But the started of their new journey maybe was not going to be smooth. In every steps, there were darkness, secrets and blood. He gave her chances to leave, but she chose to be with him. And maybe now he won't let her go in any cost because she was his only home.

"You want me to trail after that lowly Omega and obey her every word?" Although I was already promoted to Beta, I would always be considered a low-born Omega with impure blood in Vivian's haughty eyes. "I believe you'll do better than her once you learn—" Alexander tried to soothe her. But Vivian merely cut him off with a wave of her hand. "Save it! I won't let that Omega step all over me!" With that, she stormed out without looking back. Alexander opened his mouth. He wanted to chase after Vivian and coax her, but in the end, he didn't move. He looked at the awful proposal in his hand, and his expression became colder. He remembered how I never made such dumb mistakes when I was doing these

“She’s in a world we can never touch.” My wolf persisted, his growl louder. “She’s our mate! We can’t just give up on her!” “But we’ll never really get away from this criminal lifestyle,” I mused aloud. “It was a fleeting dream. It’ll never happen.” I was born in shadows, raised amongst whispers and secrets, my soul tainted with the darkness of the underworld. Could I truly leave it all behind, cut the strings that bound me to this life?

The baby woke and looked around, his bright eyes curious and unafraid. The darkness began to rise on the horizon. It was not a cloud or a mist. It was a presence, a void that seemed to swallow the light itself. The soldiers shifted uneasily, their hands tightening on their weapons. Kai felt the cold touch of the darkness on his skin. It was ancient and hungry, a malevolence that seemed to reach for his soul. He held his son closer and felt the warmth of the bond flare in response. The baby stirred and let out a small cry. But then something happened. A golden light began to glow from his small chest, warm and bright, pushing back against the darkness.

“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

One couldn't know what way to choose in the dark because darkness offers no paths, it doesn't provide a torchlight and a guide to get out of it, the darkness. Instead, it confuses you, it lets you get lost, and then slowly but gradually, it carves itself in you. You become darkness because it's what you've known for so long. You never want to get out of it until a sliver of light fights it way into the darkness and engulfs you in it's warmth. The black never provided warmth, it was simply cold and cruel. That light slowly shines your life and you put aside the darkness. And in his life of onyx, the light was his Triantáfyllo.

“Then embrace it, my love,” he murmured, his voice a dark lullaby. “Let the darkness take hold, let it fill you with power.” I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations flooding my body. I could feel the shadows whispering to me, wrapping around my soul, urging me to give in completely. This was my twisted reunion with The Watcher—a bond forged in darkness, a love born from chaos. As the night wore on, I knew I was stepping further away from the light, deeper into the shadows where I could truly belong.