Dark Deception Monsters & Mortals Novels & Stories

Darklings At only three feet in height, with black, soulless eyes, the Darkling roams the Earth with the intent of death and destruction. Darklings will always hide in the shadows until enough of them have gathered to ambush their target. Except for some, some like to work alone. Slipping through the souls of the dead and undead, feeding off of them until they are no more. A newer breed formed. They are the Morphed Darklings. The New World forced the Darklings to adapt to today’s society by leeching onto their victims' souls. Unfortunately, their powers and capabilities are unknown.

“So? You didn’t do that! Why would you hide this?” It made no sense to me. “Get in.” With that, he got inside the car and slammed the door behind him, leaving my questions unanswered. “Isn’t the sunset pretty?” Dominic questioned out loud, his eyes looking upwards as he started in complete aw. “I’m more focused on the twenty innocent bodies that were slaughter for god’s know what reason that psychopath has and the fact that their fucking families will never know where the hell they are and will forever remain hopeful that one day they will magically appear on their doorstep when in reality they are long dead. But yeah, the sunset’s pretty.”

The leaders earned their place at the top, and they were most defiantly the scariest and most blood-thirsty of all the monsters. Then there was the East. It was one of the more dangerous parts of the dark realm. It housed some of the worst monsters ever to exist. Vampires. Not that all vampires were bad plenty lived in other realms, but the worst of the worst lived in the shadows of the Dark realm. Feasting on any creatures whenever they see fit. Being captured by them would be an even worse fate than getting your soul ripped from your body. But the worst and scariest part of the Dark realm was the North. The coven of witches. It was, of course, the place we needed to get to, and it was the

Reina continued, "Well, when a human dies, his soul travels to the underworld. That much we know. However, a darkling's soul doesn't do the same. It appears to vanish out of thin air. What if it doesn't vanish at all? Instead, Moros collects it and uses it to strengthen himself. Daemons feast on spirits, but of course, souls from the underworld are off-limits as they all belong to Hades. That’s the only logical assumption." "It can't be," gasped Noah. "What's wrong, Noah?" worried Maura. "I know what he's trying to do," replied Noah. "Care to enlighten?" scoffed Erika. "Remember how we planned to save Elpis before? We gathered the darkness and sins among mankind to open a portal to Tartarus

Darkness had told Elina he would kill all five children and his servants wouldn't stop until his order was carried out. Damonq reached the child just as the two monsters simultaneously attacked her, coming in from either side of the dragon. The big beast swung its neck around, the wedged head rushing straight at the monster he'd already hit with his tail, mouth open, fire pouring out. The flames engulfed the monster and the undead screamed and plummeted toward the ground below.

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 begged, I could imagine the puppy dog look on her face right now. Liam was giving me a quizzical expression so I put my hand over the mouthpiece and whispered, “Dawn of the Dead.” He widened his eyes slightly before giving me his smirk. “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll protect you,” he whispered confidently, making me smile. “Amby, please?” Kate begged again. “Oh jeez alright fine, bring that damn movie,” I muttered, defeated.

If they're afraid of light --" "Crap," Henry muttered. "Dark Pools. Nasty monsters. They blend completely in the shadows, and they're basically like big hungry mouths. Shine light directly on them and they dissolve, but people generally can't detect them until it's too late. Someone had to have summoned them, but . . . wait, why can YOU see them?" Shamira shrugged. She looked around and noticed that some things seemed crisper. "Strange. I never noticed it before, but vamps can see stuff better in darkness than in light, can't they?"

Not only am I the first ever vampire to exist, but also the first vampire that had the power of three powerful supernatural forces combined - a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf. It was the early 1700s when a witch, my mother, and a werewolf, my father, fell in love with each other. It was beautiful, and the perfect love - one that is one with nature and a beast that resides and takes care of nature and the other animals living in it. They were living peacefully with mortals and the children they were to bear. But at that time, a virus broke among mortals. Nurses and doctors reported that dead bodies in the morgue went missing. Nikleux, my mom and the most powerful witch ever, casted a conosc

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.