Dark Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

"But you're too dangerous to leave alive. You might actually find a way to interfere. Better to eliminate you now." He raised his hands, dark energy coalescing into a spear of shadow. "Your brother dies first. Then you. Then I deliver the Luna to her destiny. Malachar rises. And the age of wolves ends." The shadow spear formed fully, humming with deadly power. Thaddeus drew back his arm, preparing to throw. Then Darius's eyes snapped open. They glowed with unnatural light. Not the golden amber of a wolf. Not even the red of demon influence. Pure, absolute black. Like staring into the void itself.

Something within her cracked, her darkest side stashed away surfaced, paving the way for me to take control. I knew then and there that despite the light that is Dawn, deep down she has some streaks of darkness only I was able to unlock. It’s very obvious…we're after all two dark souls brought together by fate. “I'm game.” I nod with a smile slipping from my lips. And at my words, rypka dives downs and shoves me into her warm mouth, giving me the maddest blowjob I’ve ever received. I desire to hold her tits, rake her scalp, her hair, and her back as she fucks me but in this game, I want to win.

The Lilion Corp headquarters, a gleaming skyscraper that once symbolized success and innovation, now loomed in the darkness like a silent tomb. The city lights reflected off its glass facade, creating an eerie, distorted image of its former glory. Under the cover of darkness, May and Alex, clad in black tactical gear, approached the building, their hearts pounding in their chests. They were about to infiltrate enemy territory, to plant the secondary server that would ensure the confession video reached the world, even if Harding managed to shut down the primary feed.

"I gave my theory and proofs... Now you give me yours..." He smirked mischievously. She couldn't understand how this happened, even after trying and looking she couldn't find his fault. "You know___" They both heard the loud knock on the door. "Damon!" It was Mariana. Damon groaned and pressed the button beside his nightstand which opened the door. "Why are you screaming in the morning, Mariana?" He asked annoyed. Mira noticed Mariana looking bothered. "Tyson! Our men found his dead body near the graveyard in the midnight..."

I promise I'll find you again, Angel and you will be loved this time. I'll be better man for you. I promise! The darkness finally took over.

You'd think it's a normal room but no, it's full of everything to weapons, machineries,bunks, Tents, Sleeping bags, Sleeping pads, Camping pillows, lamps, flashlights, Camp chairs, Camp tables, Lantern, etc. 'What are these?'. 'These are the equipments you'll be using on your hunt for predators'. I nodded. 'So, when should I begin?'. 'Tomorrow'. 'Tomorrow? But don't you think that's too early?'. 'No'. 'Oh ,OK'. 'Go and bid your family and loved ones goodbye, because after tomorrow, you might not be seeing them again'. She smirked then left me standing, gaping at her shapey retreating figure.

♠️ ETHAN♠️ The warehouse district was a ghost town at night, rusted metal and broken windows, the perfect place for secrets. We moved in silence: Caspian’s team in black tactical gear, Dre and I flanking them. Thermal drones had pinpointed heat signatures inside the old cannery building. We breached hard, flashbangs popping, doors kicked in. Shouts echoed as Caspian’s men flooded the space. Brandon had Georgia pinned against a wall, knife to her throat, eyes manic. Jamila and Francesca stood nearby, guns drawn, duffels at their feet, ready to bolt.

Oshey walked to the window and glanced at the tree. She had the impression the tree was looking back. "I can see why you and I share this insane attraction." Oshey peeked over her shoulder at him. After a heavy such she continued to explain what she had been seeing. "In my visions, I see you and me fighting about the death of our son. Then I see you and me fighting in a different place. Then, again it shifts, I'm in a dark room, and there is a faint green light, like the lumination from a neon sign. Cammie is with me, and she is scared of the darkness. I can barely see through the light, but I know there is someone else with us."

I want to relish longer in it and quench my forlorn a whit, but there’s something foul tainting her purity. She’s in duress. I descend like a bullet, smashing through aged concrete and bricks, drilling with immense speed as I run my way down the many levels of the building until I crash into a sturdy flooring that seems to carpet over the maddening stench of rancid demonic aura. Darklings; a numerous amount of them. I crash through the floor like ripping through paper, deftly landing on the soles of my shoes with my frame crouched a little. Harsh sinister whisperings are on a rampant fuss around me as I deliberately rise slowly, linking my mind to Kitra’s strained one.

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*