Novel & Cerita Dark Deception Malak

Instead, he scooped me in his arms and brought me to my bed. There was a mix of excitement and fear which instantly crept into my whole being. Excited because my curiosity will be sufficed but fearful because I know this might break me or make me. Again, Pierre Monteblanco is a mystery. A dangerous one. And what a fool am I to throw myself into his dark fate. However, the need to feel this dark persona is heavier than all the things bothering me in my mind. I just need to satisfy this curiosity or else I'll be damned.

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

They recognized him when I didn’t. Rumors have been going around for years that he carries a bad omen, anyone he sets his eyes on gets swallowed up by the ground and goes straight to the underworld. They’ve been milder ones too. One I remember was that anyone who sees the Dark Alpha’s eyes will have their next three generations cursed with bad luck. There was more too. More that I can’t sit to hear the end of because of how gruesome they sounded. Some of these were that he was possessed by demons and if he lost control, he’d suck the life out of the nearest wolf.

"I am Zephion. General of Shadows." Finally, the largest creature lowered its massive head, its voice a deep rumble that rattled Killian's armor. "I am Malakar. First General of the Eclipse. Leader of Nyxar's immortal armies." Killian tightened his grip on his glowing sword, his Alpha aura exploding outward in a brilliant aura of defiance. "Then I'll start with you." Malakar laughed, a horrific, booming sound. "Excellent answer, little wolf." Before anyone could make a single move, Seraphina reached the edge of the battlefield. She raised her glowing staff and planted it violently into the frozen earth. "Moon Goddess... hear your daughter!"

“She is the Princess of the Void, little brother. She doesn’t belong in your gilded cage, playing the part of a fake royal wh*r*. She belongs at the head of an army, bathing in the blood of the wolves who took her childhood. And that army is mine.” Malakai turned his bottomless black eyes to me, extending a hand covered in old, silver battle scars. “Come with me, Elena. Leave the prince of monsters to rot in this cave. Help me finish what we started tonight. Let’s wipe out the Vega line once and for all.” I looked from Malakai’s cold, drapieżny hand to Dominic’s pale, bleeding chest. I was standing between two monsters. One who wanted to use my magic to conquer a broken world, and one whose

And Eden didn't mind drowning in that ocean that was Malakai. And just like the moon, Malakai had a side of him so dark that even the stars couldn't shine on it. He had a side so cold that even the sun couldn't burn on it. Malakai was the one who would make the world burn first. And Eden longed for exactly that. A man who would bring the universe to its knees for even a single drop of Eden's tears.

"He always camps somewhere around here." I looked about for any activity, then heard an unexpected sound coming from the woods. My heart hammered as a man with sharp features emerged from the shadows—a man whose cold, relentless hate glistened in his eyes. Halak. "So the prodigal son returns," Malak remarked, his voice sharp with hatred. Eli stiffened, but he never wavered. "It's over, Malak." The Raven is gone; nothing remains for you here. Malak snorted, his eyes gliding over us with contempt. "Nothing left?" Oh, but you are mistaken. She assigned us goals; I want to see them realized.

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

His eyes were still dark. "Where are we going?" I asked. Mila pocketed the dark knife. She completely ignored me. I tried to run, but after the first step, a dark cold cloud trapped my feet in place. I could feel it's tingling as it climbed up my leg. She turned back to the circle and lifted her hands. "I summon thee, Azserroke, Demon of darkness. I ask for a trade. Take this life and trade it for that of Isabell Grey. Unite her body, mind, and soul once again. Bring them here to me."

My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th