Brightest Day Blackest Night Novels & Stories

Everything went dark. ******

Godric did not know what to do with the knowledge, but read on spellbound: “The figures of the night ruled over humanity. Only those with pious hearts and strong faith could resist them. But even against him, normal people had no chance. The demons feasted on the sin of men, especially he. His long, black hair, which reflected the darkness within him, his red eyes, which represented the blood of his victims, and his claws, which dug into the bodies of the innocent. Lucifer, the prince of the underworld. Its black wings spread over the world, enveloping it in darkness. Its blue hellfire devoured innocent souls. Humanity saw itself at the end and there were few survivors.

This task was going to take some time and Devin had already begun his work on it. “The quote did say the ‘darkest of days’ right? What would be darker than a moonless night?” I said slightly scared as well to not have the goddess in visible sight of us in the sky. It was believed and had proved to be true on many occasions that we creatures being related to the Goddess had her influence on us and therefore on days when she was not visible we felt ourselves to be slightly weaker in comparison than always. But even if that was true this was supposed to be the perfect day to defeat Ephialtes as said in the song and for that we were ready to take this risk as well.

The whispers and side talks were becoming too much. I could see my brother from the corner of my eye dragging my mom away persuading her to continue the party with him. I rushed into my room and locked the door and lay on the ground. Elektra just kept looking at me from a distance. Alcinder got up from my bed and lay on the ground, Elektra joined us and together we looked at the ceiling. We had drawn the curtains earlier and the room was dark. But the ceiling glowed with the fake constellation of the planets and stars. It was calming.

Lankier said Noah press his lips together for a second and smiled biting his lower lips as she glance at Nicholas's face which looks like he was ready to skin Lankzer alive. “It’s fine if you don’t, they offered to help me,” Brianne said looking at her. “Ahm, are you okay?” she asks as she notices the dark expression on Nicholas's face. “Yeah, we’re also going on a movie date. Right, Bri?” Noah said and Brianne unsure of her answer nodded. “I’m not sure…but If you guys want to, I think we can.” She said and smile at Noah. “Fuck” Nicholas mumbled under his breath. “’ I’ll join you,” he said that stunned Brianne.

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

Uday looked at him embarrassed and walked away. "Baba!" Maya looked at him disappointed. "Maya, handle your husband... I know his health is not good but I can't shelter him every time. I am not getting young day by day!" He shook his head disappointed. "All I am trying to do is get you people a strong alliance before I die... Delgados are our golden opportunity. But if anything goes wrong then it can kill all of us... You might be misunderstanding Damon's soft behaviour with you but you people need to understand that they are heartless criminals and you have no idea what they do to their enemies... I beg you to make sure that nothing goes wrong tonight..."

The front was the trap’s destination; the back was the hammer. My mind cleared instantly, focusing on the immediate tactical necessities. The lights were their weakness, their only concession to the night. “Put off your lights,” I said to everyone, my voice cutting through the sudden tension, sharp and imperative. The order rippled through the ranks, and within seconds, the hundred tiny, bobbing suns vanished, plunging us into a profound, sudden blackness that felt absolute. In that way, they wouldn’t be able to trace us easily. We were wolves; our night vision gave us the superior advantage in the dark, an advantage Adrian’s men seemed willing to sacrifice for the convenience of artificial

Ernest said. "January or February," Don said. "The darkest month or the one after. I want to experience the dark properly, not at its edges." He looked at the book. "The book says that the people of northern Norway have a word for the quality of light in the winter dark. It translates roughly to 'the blue hour' but that is not accurate. The quality is specific to the winter, to the snow reflecting what little light there is, to the particular angle of the sun when it is below the horizon but not far below." He looked at Ernest. "I want to see that. Not read about it. See it."