Dark Deception Monsters & Mortals Novels & Stories

“The entire Pack firmly believes she’s involved with those Darklings. We can’t make any reckless move and draw their suspicions on us- Don’t forget her family is still under house arrest so...” I lose track of the rest of the things he says, the mention of that unsettling word threatening to unleash my anger as I zip back to the forest. ‘Daklings?’ Those degenerates are what the Werewolves would call a Rogue, while we refer to them as Rejects. They’re beings of the underworld and not surface-dwellers as we’ve adapted over the centuries.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,

Rodin and Varick follow henceforth on their mission even with Varick lacking behind his mentor. A few moments pass before Rodin reaches the end of the metal breadcrumbs and enters a campsite. The scene is horrifying; the once teal grass is now red with blood, and body parts, limbs, and chunks of flesh are scattered across the forest grounds. The air pulses like a breathing animal which in return forces the four tents that make up the circumference of the site to wobble in place. The insignia on the dark green tinted shelters are covered in blood but still the black sun ripples with the draft. The fire pit in the middle smolders a black fainted smoke, but on top of the fire is a handful of st

" She yelled in pain and Kyle gave Jay a pleading look to hold Sanctify as his hands were bloodied. She was furious and he understands but what he doesn't understand was this rogue, frequently appearing in the midst of where Sanctify was, could it be that she's the one? No way! Like no fucking way!! He had beaten the hell out of him to get answers but he retaliated, dodging his attack and ignoring his questions. He needs him, there's no way he's going to let him go in one piece. "How do you know he's here?" Jay asked suspiciously. "His shadow betrayed him, I saw him enter through the backdoor." "Tha back door was locked, we never kept it open randomly." Kyle groaned. How the heck will he sta

Besides, we promised each other that we are going to fight along each other’s side. My train of thoughts fell short when an uncanny feeling crept out within me. The light turned off and the whole place was enveloped with darkness. Dark clouds formed above us as they tried to stop the moon from coming out. Headstones started to show up from the ground and dead people rose from their graves. What kind of atrocity is this? “Using your trump card this early, huh?” Mammon told Astaroth. “Why not if I’m using it against three powerful foes?” our opponent mentioned.

Pitch-black as I've said. Unlike the darkness, give it a candle or a flash of anything bright, it will lead you to the true form of Happiness. Never let yourself be fooled. The Gods and Monsters who live by their shadows, marked by death, traces of blood, munched up flesh and everything terrifying, are the ones you should find. For the real terror could be the one in front of your very own eyes. Shh.

He stepped inside, his dark eyes fixed on Luca’s pale, heartbroken face until the glass doors slid shut, carrying him down to the busy, powerful world below. Luca stood alone in the massive, quiet kitchen. The silence rushed back in, heavy and suffocating. Luca wrapped his arms around himself, clutching the thick fabric of his oversized hoodie as another sob broke from his chest. He looked down at the cold marble floor, his body aching, his mind spinning. He had wanted the monster to make him forget the danger of the world outside. But as he stood alone in the sterile penthouse, Luca realized the terrifying truth: the most dangerous thing in his world was the man who held the key to his cage

The creatures in the darkness were no longer just lurking-they began to step into the light, revealing their forms. Raven held her breath. The figures were tall, thin, with black eyes that shone in the darkness. Their skin looked like flowing shadows, changing shape with their steps. The whispering voice continued, echoing inside her head. "Elara... we've been waiting for you... Come back with us..." She felt her heart beating faster and faster. "Professor," she whispered in a trembling voice. "What are they...?" "The Dark Guardians," Professor Valtorius replied, his voice remaining calm though his expression hardened. "They are beings who seek to bring your family's legacy back into the sha

She closed her eyes, and a low hum filled the air as she began her incantation. "Oh, powers hidden, powers deep, Reveal to me what secrets creep. If dark magic clouds his mind, Let the spell be now unbind. Show me truth, remove disguise, Let no lies before me rise. In the name of light, I ask to see, What hold does Natalie's dark will decree."

I squinted into the darkness, expecting someone to be there but found no one. I frowned, "Why are you so frightened?" In the moonlight, I could see the beads of sweat on his forehead. Wiping it away with his arm, he whispered weakly, "It is the dungeon of Supernatural Council; the place where the most deadly and ruthless lycan or werewolf criminals reside. The most cunning and the wicked ones who tend to linger in the darkness and attack when you least expect it.