Dark Deception Monsters & Mortals Novels & Stories

The heavy main door of Caden's mansion clicked shut behind me. The sound didn't offer freedom; it sealed me into a new kind of prison. The bright afternoon sun felt too harsh, mocking the darkness that had just settled deep inside me. I was outside, yes, but no longer my own. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of the deal. My limbs felt weak, like every bone had turned to water. I had agreed. I had sold myself, not just for money now, but for Caden’s sinister game.

“Arthur...“ “It started...magically. Like gravity had pulled us in. Our heartbeats were synched. Our thoughts aligned. Like we were fated to be each other's other half.“ Arthur Belmont had survived the foggy morning, gruesome accident that claimed the lives of his parents at the age of 10. He was the only survivor. But it was at a price. His sight was gone. Orphaned and blinded on the same day, Arthur Belmont knew his life would never go back as it was. His perfect life was gone. Memories of that tragic morning haunted his nights. His dreams became nightmares. He was a traumatized, blind kid. Every night, he yelled for his parents, begging them to come take him. This new life wasn't somethin

Twenty years ago, a time where werewolves possessed a threat to the mortals, an Alpha who is known as vile and malevolent spreads malice in the realm of the living. He who eats human flesh painted terror in the hearts of humans and made their lives comparable to a nightmare. Darkness of Death is what they called them, they are truly merciless and do not hesitate to kill anyone no matter what their race is. Blood shed is what they always crave and no amount of chaos can ever quench their thirst.

Evie knew that those monsters were familiar on Earth as part of their folklores and legends. “Dark elementals are creatures of the underworld. They are parasites that feed on different things like the shadow lurkers. Those things feed on people’s memories and then take over the host’s body and become a zombie-like existence. If the will of the person infected by it is stronger than normal, he or she will become a monster that feeds on mortals and celestials alike.” Dr. Jensen had an unreadable face most of the time since he was always smiling. This time however, he had a disgusted expression.

I have a very worried Mirabelle staring at me; now I know what the poor girl is thinking; she is wondering what does 'cleansing of the mortals' means. Well it means, the strongest shall survive, for the darkness shall unleash every creature that nightmares are made of. And these creatures prey on the lives of mortals; they range from taking their souls to ripping the very thing that beats which keeps them alive. These creatures shall eliminate those who are too weak to be part of the perfect mortal race.

I asked, grabbing on the car for support. “The investigation squadron - they weren’t sure at first but it’s now been confirmed. Those poor werewolves, they were killed by demons. And not just any demons - these things, these ‘Anima edundts’, ‘Soul Eaters.’ They were thought to all have gone extinct in the Dark Ages. The fae council is meeting in the next week to discuss the implications of this. I’m not sure how involved they’re planning to get with the local covens, but you need to be careful. I know you’re nearly a grown Fae but your grandma would want me to caution you. I want to tell you to stay the he*l away from this. I want to. Just know I’m here. There’s always a place for you here,”

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

Talismans and amulets, pulsating with forbidden energies, hung from their necks, granting them enhanced speed, strength, and resilience. As the moon slowly descended from its zenith, the Black Wolves dispersed into the depths of the forest, their eerie whispers blending with the rustle of leaves. They set their plan into motion, ready to seize the pivotal role of Daphne, the unsuspecting catalyst in their malevolent quest for power. Darkness shrouded the forest, and the Black Wolves, now shifting into their true demonic forms, awaited the arrival of their prey, their hearts consumed by the anticipation of an imminent victory that would herald the nation's demise.

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

Once you step in the vampiric kingdom whether you want to go there or you're just passing through or whether you just wandered through into the Kingdom, You. Can't. Step. Out. You are stuck there till the day you die. And you know what? They don't tell you! Nobody warns anyone! 'It's against the law,' they say. Well that's how it is. Too bad. And I haven't even mentioned the biggest problem of all yet. Him. Darkness itself.