Dark Deception Lucky Novels & Stories

Dark is more different now unlike the normal days we’re with. “You are damn lucky…” Dark said while looking at Mr. Fajardo. My brows furrowed at what he said. I turned to Mr. Fajardo and he is now sitting at the floor like a hopeless man. “You are damn lucky that you still have those chances because you are alive, you are breathing and you are a human being…your sins could be forgiven. Your wrongs could turn into right. You have those fucking chances old man but you are about to lose it if you didn’t stop right now…” he walked slowly and squatted in front of Mr. Fajardo. “Repent when you still have a chance not when everything is about to come end,” Dark whispered.

Gods. He was too close. Towering over me, silver eyes burning with hunger. A dark, wicked chuckle rumbled from his chest as his strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against his hard body. My breasts pressed against his chest, my nipples hardening instantly beneath the sheer fabric. “What’s wrong, Evelise?” he laughed softly, the sound low and evil. “You look shocked. Did you really think I would let that old man have you after I claimed you? When I said you were mine… did you think I was just talking?”

His uniform was black and had no flag or logos for her to know he was there to save her, but somehow she knew. “My father sent you?” She asked though it sounded more like a statement. “Yes, ma’am. Time to go.” Slater answered for Matthew as Lucky dropped to one knee and began working to pick the lock. They called him Lucky because even if he faced a lock he hadn’t tried before, he always got in and said it was beginner’s luck. The loud click had the team still on alert, and while they were scanning the area, Lucky pulled the door open and gestured for the woman to exit.

I could feel how eager he was to get answers but unfortunately, we couldn't satisfy ourselves to get an accurate and a hundred per cent sure answer. I sighed, thinking about all the devious things going around. Dark Summoner was truly terrifying and I couldn't even imagine how dark their powers could reach. "I think it doesn't happen completely random. Darkesta attacks the more vulnerable one. The one who's emotionally unstable or at least sad. I heard that most of the affected were young and were dealing with some kind of problems. Darkesta could easily reach the weak spot of those vulnerable around." "But Vilka isn't vulnerable nor sad," I uttered. "We're happy before all of this."

He waited until it brightens. When the sky lit up the scenery became clearer. A person with bloody eyes is sneering at him coldly. Suddenly it called the shadows! "DARKNESS!" Darkness flashed and galloped at Butt. It was not Butt powers yet it was from Luis Park. Then together with Luis Park, they fainted! In the Darkness where two individuals can be seen... "This..." Butt did not know what happened! A reversal! He owned the darkness yet this animal used it! "You what did you do!" Butt asked.

The air reeked of cheap ale, stale vomit and rotting wood. A hidden basement door creaked open. Lila stepped inside, wrapped in a bulky black cloak and a thick veil covering her face. She scanned her surroundings warily, then hurried into a small secret chamber lit only by an oil lamp. A gaunt man sat at the central table. He wore the grey robes of the Dark Blood Duchy, with a black patch covering his right eye. “Did you bring what you came for?” Lila’s voice was hoarse and harsh, worn down by the dark runes spreading across her body.

Even though I have high end security and detail, I know that if someone wants to hurt me or my family they will. I follow her swaying hips into the kitchen, Lucky flicks the lights on. We are suddenly drowned in bright light. I reach for the round protruding switch and dim it some. The large double fridge/freezer stands to the left of the large kitchen space. Lucky goes over and opens the doors, closes the fridge and reaches in the freezer section for a large tub of ice cream. “Do you think it’s a Russian assassin come to kill you or me?” She sits down at the island with the tub and two spoons she found rifling through the distressed pine cabinets.

"That's what I’m here to find out. The guy claimed these Shadows are tied to someone named Vladimir Albert Darkclaw. You know him?" Lucifer’s eyes flickered with recognition. "Vlad Darkclaw? Of course, I know him." His voice grew colder. "He’s dangerous. Ruthless in the underworld. And that's me" Aiden folded his arms, meeting Lucifer’s gaze. "Then you know this isn't a coincidence. If I want to get to the Shadows, it looks like I'll need your help." Lucifer stared at him, considering his words. After a long moment, he finally said, "You’re playing a dangerous game, Aiden. But if you want to take this path... I’ll help you. For now."

​I reached my hand deep inside the hidden pocket. ​My fingers brushed against something. It felt cold. Metal. ​I wrapped my fingers around the object and slowly pulled it out into the dim light of the room. ​My breath caught in my throat. All the blood drained from my face, and the room seemed to tilt sideways. ​In my hand lay a thick, high-quality black leather blindfold. It had smooth silver hardware, heavy metal buckles, and a soft velvet lining on the inside to protect the eyes. Attached to the leather strap by a small silver ring was a heavy ring holding two small, shiney brass keys the exact type of keys used for heavy-duty padlock locks. The exact keys that opened the metal rings in m

I did not know what life would be like in the north, but I wished Leo was alright. I hoped he moved on from me and forgot about me because if the Dark Alpha grants me freedom, I would not be returning to him. I sat on the couch in the room, waiting for what was to happen. I heard the doorknob turn, and I wasn't surprised to see the Dark Alpha, Sylvester Volkov, walk in. The pressure of his presence was intense, but I held firm. He wasn't decked up like in the throne room. He had a loosely fitted cotton shirt that he did not button all the way up, and he wore shorts. He was easy on the eyes, but I wasn't fooled by his looks.