Dark Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

They stop right outside of the door and I hear someone fiddle with some keys before placing them in the door and unlocking it. My heart is about to beat out of my chest and it starts to ring in my ears from me panicking. It feels like it takes forever, and I'm going to die from a heart attack before the door is slowly opened. I don't see anything else at first but some lights coming inside the room, then a tall and dark person appears in the doorway. I don't see his face in the darkness but I feel his cold aura even from where I stand. My legs are about to go out under me when I see him take long strides toward where I stand!

Oppressive shadows closed over Viktor again. He inhaled again, this time ignoring the pain in his chest, and he welcomed the approaching darkness. And then it seemed to Viktor that streams of brilliant darkness ran like liquid obsidian across the crypt floor to pool at his feet before being sucked into his body as he began to shape his own spell. . Theodria's resuscitation ritual, done so many months ago, had awakened a lurking monster within her, a sinister latent force that had lain dormant for her entire life until she reached adulthood and fate brought her to life. town.

I was so disappointed that I didn't mind when he opened what seemed to be a secret door leading to a dark chamber. Is he going to kill me? This place is similar to that basement where I saw him kill a man point-blank. He finally put me down on my feet but I was unable to move. The room was so dark that my breathing started to pick up its pace. Fear started to creep into my being. My anxiety started kicking. Seriously, is he going to kill me? Was he that desperate to keep his secret?

These two might come in handy. Unbuckling the holster around his waist. I clasp it around my waist. Searching it I find two grenades and a blade. I tuck the gun back into the holster, before walking over to the door. As soon as I pushed open the door, It was dark. All I could see were three shadow figures taking a few steps closer. They all had sacks over their heads as their heads hung low. Chains were tied on their ankles and around their bodies, trapping them from moving.

"You mean the readers aren't finished with us. They want more drama. More blood. More 'Davis' tragedy." ​"They want a Legacy," the girl corrected, pointing her flute toward the horizon. ​Beyond the hill, the "Reality 2.0" city began to change. The buildings didn't turn back into grey blocks, but they began to grow Gothic Spires. The sun didn't set; it turned a deep, blood-red, and a second moon—shattered and glowing—appeared in the sky. ​[GENRE SHIFT: DARK FANTASY REBIRTH.] [OBJECTIVE: PROTECT THE ORIGINALS.]

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

“No. You’re the storm that learned to hold itself back.” Serena looked at the flame. “Is it over?” she asked. Tiarra shook her head. “No, child. It has only just begun.” And far below, in the waking world… Elsewhere – The Obsidian Marshes Black water rippled beneath a fractured sky. A body rose from the murk—cloaked in shadow, eyes burning red. Darian. Changed. No longer man. Not quite spirit. A construct of Gate energy and vengeance. “She survives,” he whispered.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

They spun around, their hearts pounding in their chests. There, in the distance, they saw it. A figure, shrouded in darkness, stood amidst the ruins of the forest. It was a silhouette, a mere outline, but it was undeniably there. And as they watched, it began to move, slowly, inexorably towards them. Liam and Xal'dar exchanged a terrified glance. The battle was not over. A new threat had emerged, a darkness even more profound than the one they had just defeated. As the figure drew closer, they could make out more details. It was tall, almost inhumanly so, and its form seemed to shimmer and distort in the dim light. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of pure darkness, seemed to pierce their very soul