Dark Age Novel Novels & Stories

Zezi looked at the cover, it was just a black hardcover with 'Time of Darkness' written in a large zig-zag red font. "What is the book about?" "History." Delice shrugged while she picked a book off the shelves, putting another in its place. Wasn't that like, going to mess up the order of the books? She had bigger things to worry about right now though. "How long ago? A hundred years? Two years? A thousand?" "10 years ago was the end of the datk times. It lasted more than that though." With a book in her hand, she started swaying to an empty seat by the window side.

He heads to the mall’s food court area to unpack the items and check out the plots as well. The series is a medley of genre set in a dystopic time. He is amazed at the condition of the books, they feel… brand new? He takes his time to admire and study their condition for almost a hundred times. As he grabs the orange books, he feels the hard cover and runs his hand on the embossed title – The Darkest Minds.

“That. Well, you did not hear this from me, but, Jaime Crawford junior also hosts an underground and very illegal poker game every Tuesday night.” “You're joking. And how many times have you attended?” I wrapped my other hand around his leather-clad arm. “I don't think you need to know,” I pouted at his answer causing him to add, “It's playing with dangerous guys who have a lot to lose. A sweet, innocent angel like you should not be mixed up in that.” Then he kissed my nose and transported me to cloud nine. “Then why do you get mixed up in that?” He shrugged. “I guess I'm no sweet, innocent angel.”

But Lara did… and it hurt her more than what he did to her three years back. Since she was left alone by Christophe and Francine, she went off to explore after dinner, wandering through beautifully furnished and decorated reception rooms that were lifeless. Lara was delighted to come upon a library and, locating the English section, selected ‘Jane Eyre’, her favorite. She hadn’t read it for several years. But Charlotte Brontë failed her for the very first time. Lara found it impossible to concentrate. Standing up again, she cast the book aside and stepped through the curtains to open the French windows that featured in virtually every room. She walked along the terrace. As Lara passed by ope

🌹_______________ Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 🌹_______________ I kept everything in order and swept the library with some other girls. I wasn't in a hurry, so I spent so much time there. Soon after, I was done I went to the counter to tell the lady I'm going. Senior David came in immediately and dropped a book on the counter for the lady. "You came to return the book, it's past school hours" she told him in a very harsh tone.

Ellie's eyes bore into Professor Martin's as she clung to each word he said. He continued, "With that one curse, Alpha Heinrich closed the cycle of death and ended the Dark Age. Heinrich and Daniella were finally born into the Golden Age, where they reigned for centuries. They lived a long life, filled with love and laughter, but darkness still lurked in the fringe of time, always waiting and watching." He paused, letting the full effect of his words seep into their minds. Ellie blurted out involuntarily, "What happened to darkness? Was it ever defeated?"

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. Together we went outside into the cold autumn air. I took a deep breath of the brisk breeze and stared up at the sky. The sun was close to setting and an unsettled feeling fell over me. “Have you ever seen Zagreus in person?” I asked, peering at her as we walked down the narrow streets of the rogue village. “No,” she answered. “I only heard rumors of him. He was summoned long before I was born. But I heard it was a very trying time. My father remembered it as the Dark Ages. There was danger lurking in every corner.” “Grandpa James?” I asked, raising my brows. She nodded gravely. “He told me about it a couple of years before he passed away,” she explained. “I had heard about it before that,

ARES’ POV Darkness used to be peaceful. But not this time. This time, it was fire. Not the kind that burned skin, but the kind that scorched the soul. My insides twisted with a torment I couldn’t describe—like something ancient was crawling under my skin, trying to claw its way out, screaming to be free. Then—light. A gasping breath tore out of my lungs as my eyes flew open, my chest jerking like I’d been drowning and had finally breached the surface.

I carefully unwrapped the cloth and opened the book. Her handwriting was beautiful but slightly slanted with age. I flipped through the first few pages, reading bits of her life, about her mate, her people, the early days of the pack before the Great War. Then, about halfway through, I saw a heading that made my heart skip a beat. “The Beast Beneath the Mountain” I sat down, reading carefully. “There is a darkness far older than our kind. A wolf not born of the Moon, but of chaos. His name is Derek.”