Dark Deception Gold Watchers Novels & Stories

Wood splinters rained across the room as the doors were kicked off their hinges. A massive, towering figure filled the doorway. He was covered in blood that wasn't his, his shirt shredded, his chest heaving. His eyes were glowing with a gold light so intense it was blinding. Deacon. He didn't look at me. He looked straight at Glenda. And boy his stare was deadly. Eyes gleaming with a hint of gold. It was murderous and his wolf was just as furious as he was. The growl that tore from his throat was so deep, so primal, that the windows in the bedroom rattled in their frames. It wasn't a warning. It was a death sentence.

"I have seen what lies beyond the Second Door, seen the fate of those who trade their humanity for power. They become collectors of souls, harvesters of possibilities, and they never, ever stop hungering for more." But even as Aramis speaks his warnings and the temple continues its violent convulsions around us, I find myself drawn to the mirror's impossible surface. The Watcher holds it casually, as if it weighs nothing, but I can feel the gravitational pull of its presence tugging at something deep within my chest. My reflection should be there, but instead, the obsidian surface shows me something that makes my heart stop—Killian, but not as he is now, not possessed and twisted by the Prim

it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant They witnessed how the dark part of the castle devour their comrade “help!” they all flinched when they saw blood splurt out from the corner “My liege will make you regret that you lived this life. Do not have any worries about our new brothers and sisters! Serving our master is our greatest pleasure” the resurrected paladin announced and started attacking the living forces “So, only fighting is our choice here huh?” Alfonso gave up on the idea of escaping ‘at least we have her’ looking at the mad girl, he thought that this is the only good thing that the girl have –her abi

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

“You can walk out of this room and disapprove of my orders, but I will assure you that by tomorrow morning, your malpractice report will hit the news pages, or you can follow my orders and I will consider it even. There is no debt of gratitude between us.” Lucas raised a glass filled with dark red liquid and drank it down, while Garry was silent while looking down. “Your choice,” said Lucas.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

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

Please I don't know why you guys heed me captive but I must say you got the wrong person I screamed but they rolled their eyes at me. "You have to listen to what I have to tell you, the boss must know about this but that would be self-pity if you didn't know your dirty little secret he whispered and I jerked his hand off my shoulder. "What are you talking about?'' I asked. Don't you know you're a killer and we drug you with aphrodisiac drugs, seems you couldn't remember anything about you and am not ready to reveal anything to you he muttered as tears rolled down my cheeks, I think you're punishing the innocent mind I know you're a mafia guard, but I think you've got me now and you know some

- collectors of debts, takers of lives. Their presence strikes fear into the hearts of even the most hardened men. Each one a force to be reckoned with, ruthless and merciless. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Viktor Ivanov, the Strategist. Alexei Sokolov, the Ghost, is the most quiet and reserved member but he's as deadly as a viper. Mikhail Volkov, the Butcher or the Volk and then we have Nikolai Rostov, the Punisher.

To ruin her like she had ruined him? Or was he planning something worse? A sharp ping signaled the end of Red’s search. Aurora’s eyes darted to the screen. “CRS Holdings,” Red chirped. “Primary investor: Lucian Blackwood.” Aurora’s blood ran cold. Lucian. Her vision blurred as she stared at the name on the screen. “No,” she whispered. This had to be a mistake. Lucian… Lucian wouldn’t do this. Would he? Aurora clenched her fists, trying to steady her breathing.