Dark Chaos Emerald Novels & Stories

"Of course. You must be careful. They must be looking for the Grail of Immortality and Youth that disappeared a long time ago and I don't think they've ever performed a ritual with it. While they only have the chalice of flames." The chalice of Immortality, that's what was kept in the secret room. Chaz was right, those mystical grails were indeed the most sacred objects for the black magic world. Elgar and Kathleen began to prepare everything before heading to the witches' hideout. Kathleen is very good at making potions, and I didn't expect her to find such a deadly poison. I guess they really wanted to use their abilities to do good. "Do you trust them now?" I asked Alden as the two of the

The Inner Sanctum was no longer a sterile blueprint; it was a Living Canvas of the Unwritten, where every shadow was a new possibility and every light was a new war. Eryx "occurred" beside me again, his Lament-Steel nebula returning with a violent, electric snap, the violet-black stardust roiling with the added weight of a soul that had finally realized that Chaos is the only True Freedom. He didn't pull me into a kiss; he pulled me into the Void. "We’ve broken the design, Darlene," Eryx whispered, his voice a tidal wave of gravel and love. "No," I said, looking toward the horizon, where the white-hot spindle was parting to reveal a massive, spiraling Ziggurat of Pure, Black-Emerald Light.

*Emrys’ POV* Ever since I was a child, I had found such peace in the darkness since it was the only place that comforted me when I had no one else… Darkness was always there for me, it knew how to let my thoughts be wild and free and sometimes damning, and darkness let me show emotion. Darkness was real and raw, true and tried. “How dare-” I released a guttural growl as Kyrell tried to speak only to be stopped by my fingers tightening around the column of his throat, a feeling unlike not other and one I had dreamt about for years and years-

" The book we read at Tisha's place. It said the warlock sealed the secret to killing Luke in silver and aquamarine. Daniel's necklace is silver and the W sign on it happens to be blue in color. Aquamarine is another color for blue." "I guess that makes sense." Tomiwa shrugged. "But still,we dont know where Luke is and your hunter friends are nowhere to be found." " I don't need them." Daniel frowned. " Not after what they did." "Look,Dan." Jake sighed. " I know what they did was wrong but in a way it turned out for good." "You're kidding,right?" Daniel snapped,glaring across the screen at his friend. " Jake,that's the last thing i expect from you."

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

To never be released ever again. For if so, now having learned from the mistakes of his past defeat…humanity would be doomed. ****** “EMMA! We have to find that damn Amulet!!!” “If it’s the Key to that evil guy`s prison, he cannot be RELEASED!!!” I said with a shout of panic. This was after waking up and now staring at fairy Emma flying around on my bed. My heart was also racing as the fight between Drakes and old Elise was still vividly in my mind. Every detail. I was very shaken as their fight had shown me, that the dark mist was not even the last of Drakes powers for he had more.

Sometimes Morana was afraid of what she could do, or what she couldn't stop. Even though Morana's life was full of hatred and regret, the face of death was still terrifying. Time passed, and slowly the noise around Morana became only the faint background sound behind her fading consciousness. Morana felt her body getting lighter like cotton, like dry leaves blown by the wind in the dry season. As Morana completely surrendered to the darkness enveloping her body, she felt that emptiness once more. It was as if he no longer stepped on the earth. # # #

Not all witches are powerful enough to be immortal or summon a demon for them to give you this, although many can use magic to keep themselves beautiful and young forever. I only knew two immortal witches because of their own power: Morgana, my main ally, and Magera, the second most powerful of the shadow ministry. Both were powerful enough to destroy the entire world if they wanted to, but Magera had not yet hunted me because magic had no effect on me, especially the kind of magic she often uses, illusion, fear, and torture.

The way she’s asking me not to leave her, I’ll never leave her, she’s the only light I have in the darkness I call my life, I chose my life, but I always craved the light, even before I met her, I knew I needed her in my life, one way or another, she was to be mine. I dropper her back at home, I didn’t want to leave her, but work was calling things aren’t going well for me, I still had to deal with the one who calls themselves pure bloods, they are making themselves more known now, they are trying to leave a mark, make themselves known, try to show everyone how strong they are, a pain in the arse really. Add to that the Irish who got in troubles for losing Devil, they were going to sell her