Dark Bloom Winx Novels & Stories

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

He aimed directly at Blackthorn, who had regrouped, ready to unleash another wave of darkness. In that moment, I could see the desperation in Black thorn’s eyes as he realized what was coming. “No! You won’t win this time, Hyperion!” he screamed, but it was too late. With a roar, Alex unleashed a Solar Blast that lit up the night sky, illuminating everything in a brilliant light. The beam tore through the shadows, illuminating the chaos of the parking lot as it struck Black thorn directly. The force of the explosion sent him crashing into the pavement, the shadows dissipating around him as he struggled to recover. But just as it seemed we were gaining the upper hand, a ripple of darkness eru

Billy chuckled, “We love you and your siblings too.” I started walking around, looking out the windows, and almost ran into Queen Winnie. I chuckled, “I’m sorry. I was concentrating on the windows a little too hard, I guess.” Winnie hugged me, “You’re fine, sweetie. I just wanted to check on you. I know you’re having a hard time.” I sighed, “I am, but killing dark warlocks is helping. I called myself a broken warrior, and I think that fits pretty well right now.” Winnie smiled, “You are braver than I ever thought of being. When I’m hurting, I hide away and shut down. It’s hard for me to take care myself, much less a whole kingdom. You are able to push that hurt aside and fight instead of wal

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Aerian screeched. It was so damn dark where she was it was almost impossible to see her. Even with my wolf vision I could just barely make her out. The only part of her that was easily seen were her eyes. They were glowing brightly. There were three dead wolves lying in front of her. The others were standing there snarling at her as she stood over Benny’s unmoving form. I let out a growl as more wolves descended on us. I heard someone yell at me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw a wolf lunging towards me. Before it could land on my back a stream of the brightest light, I had ever seen hit it. The wolf flew several feet way hitting a tree. When I looked at the wolf it was burnt to a crisp.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

"Still, I am going to win... Just wait and watch." She challenged. Damon looked at her adoringly as she struggled to beat his thumb. She was full of childness unlike the girl he first saw. He was feeling relieved that he has managed to heal some parts of her and she trusted him enough to show her childish side to him. "See, I won!" She cheered happily. He chuckled and laughed with her when she celebrated her win. But there were dark clouds on his happiness, he was growing worried about the thing she doesn't know.

he revealed with equanimity, scratching his nose from over his blue face mask. My brows knitted into a frown of confusion, unable to comprehend what he had just said. "What in the name of the moon goddess are those?" "Raven's wing is a black powder made from the wings of a cursed raven," he explained. "Shadowbloom is a deadly flower that blooms in the shadows. Its pollen causes irreversible scarring and lining to the uterus, which disrupts the fertility of a she-wolf." The doctor's voice was gentle, but his words knifed my heart.