Dark Bl Series Novels & Stories

The penthouse lights flickered once. Then again. Then they died completely. Total darkness swallowed the bedroom in an instant. No emergency lights came on. No faint glow from the city outside the reinforced windows. Just pure, heavy blackness that pressed against Eli’s eyes like a living thing. Eli’s breath caught in his throat. His body went rigid. The platinum collar around his neck suddenly felt like a chain dragging him down into the void. The old terror roared back to life, faster and stronger than ever.

I stood in the midst of a moonlit forest, the silvery glow of the moon casting an otherworldly light over the serene landscape. Suddenly, a shadow appeared, and my heart raced when I saw him under the moonlight—tall, broad, and dangerous. His long black leather coat shimmered faintly, silver buckles gleaming on his shoulders. A dark cloak swirled behind him, and his black boots thudded heavily as he approached. The demonic mask of blackened iron obscured his face, leaving only glowing eyes visible, and the smile he wore was sinister and bone-chilling. Then, he lifted his hand and slowly removed the mask. My eyes widened in horror as I realized that the man before me was Zander Blake, standin

But the anger and heartbreak stabbed so deep that I couldn't bring myself to turn away. Enduring the torture and turmoil, I forced myself to walk toward the observatory doors. They were slightly ajar. I held my breath to press close and listen through the gap. Serena's cloying and clingy voice came from inside. She teased coyly, "Professor Thorne, you seem to especially like seeing me in red." Lucas' voice followed, low and tinged with slight exasperation. "Keep it down... Someone might stumble upon us." "What's there to be afraid of?" Serena drawled, her tone deliberately sulky. "It's so late. No one's around."

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly

Debris was flying all over the battlefield. "Mr. Seafield, if this continues…" Sergio looked at Cameron. Needless to say, his face was wearing a stony expression. "It can't be helped then. Our only choice is to continue defending the city. Otherwise, the whole of Sky Blue Base City will fall into mortal danger!" Cameron said. Broom! An explosion was heard in the sky, and a hole appeared in the walls located in the outskirts of Sky Blue Base City. A Dark Race wearing black robes was seen in the air; he had hair draped all over his shoulders. Behind the Dark Race was a Dark Phantom. It has to be said that the sight of it was very terrifying.

She soaked her hands in it, washing away sweat and faint bloodstains from the day’s fight. Her victory over Ironwall had been spectacular, yet forcing her moonlight essence to compress to the extreme had strained her meridians severely. A dull ache still lingered in her arms. She could delay no longer. All Dark Blood spies hiding in the city had to be eliminated before the semi-finals. Meanwhile, in the Blind Old Man’s Tavern in the southern district. This tavern lay beneath Blackrock’s most chaotic slum. The air reeked of cheap ale, stale vomit and rotting wood.

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

“I am not the only Dark. Not the only thing that existed before something. There are others. Many others. Scattered through the void beyond reality. Sleeping. Waiting. Watching. And they know what I chose. Now I joined existence. Know I betrayed nothing. And they are angry. They are furious. They are coming.” “How many?” Sera asked. Her voice was steady but her face was pale. “How many Darks exist? How many forces want to erase us? How many threats are coming?” “Seven. There are seven Darks total. I am the First. The original. The strongest. But six others exist. Second through Seventh. Each one is powerful. Each one is convinced that nothing is better. Each one is capable of erasing everyth

Silas Thorne had used his own wife’s death to finish the job of turning his son into a monster. Dark didn't just hate her father because of the accident. He hated him because her father had inadvertently finished his father’s work. A shadow moved in the hallway. Iza scrambled to pull the drive from the port and tuck it back into her robe. She moved to the sofa just as the doors slid open. Dark walked in. He looked tired, his blazer draped over his arm. He looked at her, his eyes scanning the room, landing on the media screen. "Are you watching the films I picked for you?" he asked, his voice low.

“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