Dark Age Novel Novels & Stories

Its blue light glimmered in her eyes the light of truth… and damnation. “No. We’ll stop them. Whatever it takes.” Lucien lifted his gaze, voice low and fierce. “Then prepare yourself, Evelyn Cross. From this moment on… Valenfort will drown in real blood.” Lightning split the heavens. From the ruins of Astra, a colossal shadow rose a being of blood and darkness, wings unfurled, screaming into the storm: “THE AGE OF BLOOD BEGINS.”

A way to understand the darkness within her. Her hand paused on a leather-bound volume, its cover cracked with age. She pulled it free, dust rising in the air. The title was faded, but the words inside made her blood run cold. The Bloodline of the Forgotten Throne. Pages turned beneath her trembling fingers. The text spoke of an ancient dynasty long erased from the kingdom’s histories. A family cursed, marked by shadows, feared and hunted until they vanished. She read the final lines again and again: One day, the blood of the forgotten shall awaken, and with it, the kingdom shall tremble.

Restricted Archives. The sign should have been enough to stop me.It wasn’t.I descended. The temperature dropped with every step, until the air itself felt sealed away from the rest of the world. At the bottom, a single table sat beneath a flickering torch, covered in books that looked older than anything I had ever seen. One title stood out. The Fall of the Shadow Queens. My breath slowed as I opened it.The pages were fragile, the ink faded but still legible.Illustrations showed figures surrounded by living darkness, not casting shadows but commanding them as extensions of themselves.

POR DARLENE The transition from the "Eternal Noon" to the Fifteenth Cycle was not a shift in light, but a collapse of history. One second, we stood on the warm, sunset-hued stones of a reclaimed home; the next, the air turned into a biting, chemical frost that smelled of old ink and stagnant grief. The "Hearth" fire, which had roared with the heat of our collective survival, was now a jagged pillar of Black Ice, reflecting the nineteen-year-old face of a boy who had come to claim the world's debt.

That room is definitely cursed and I don't have the courage to open it. I opened the refrigerator and morning's frozen breakfast gawked back at me. I thought I would eat it for dinner but Catherina ordered us dinner as it was late due to rain. I grabbed a water bottle for the night and kept the lights on. I don't like darkness, I am scared of it. My heart thuds whenever I see the dark corner. It feels like he is staring at me. The man who has snatched the light from my life, it feels like he is here or maybe I am so paranoid that my mind creates an illusion.

Hours passed, and the weight of the task grew heavier. "I found something," Elena said suddenly, holding up a thick, leather-bound book. She placed it on the table, dust flying up as she opened it to a page with strange symbols and faded writing. "It’s talking about an ancient force—something older than the werewolves, older than any magic we know." Lucas leaned in, his eyes narrowing as he read the text. "The Darkness Beyond... It says it’s a force that can consume entire worlds if it’s awakened."

“You aren’t the oldest king to find his mate. You shouldn’t worry too much. It might help getting out of the library though.” Chuckling, I shook my head. “Thanks, Thomas.” I pulled the books he brought to me and filed through the pages. My eyes roamed through the books, flipping through each of them as I followed the timeline. 'Christian Darkry was a a terrible Alpha.' I chuckled. 'Yes, he was. He sold children to the BloodHunter Coven. Every time one of his pack mates, he raped them first. Honestly, we saw this kind of shit in the dark ages of our kind.'

The author of Illuminating Darkness has a weird taste. Going back to the original timeline of the story, this coming school year, is the start of the novel. According to Mary and Janna, the novel started when Gina, a seventeen year old gal, a commoner enter the Academy. Sabi nila Janna that Gina was a special girl because she uses light magic, which is uncommon in the Kingdom but not only that, she also has an abundant amount of mana, kaya sya na-recommend.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

"Let go and come." "And then?" What could he do? The laws were clear and precise. The misfortune that had plunged humanity into extinction wasn't really long ago. So far, only very few species have known how old they could get, how resilient they were, or how many offspring they could produce in one life. Historia was there to find out and the monsters that had destroyed my childhood should now be brought there. To be able to live. "My God, just trust me." Reese pulled again, almost dragged me away from the stairs and led me through the underground corridor.