Novel & Cerita Dark Fairy Male

Their feet and arms were chained to the chains that were linked to the walls, limiting their body movements. I could tell that they were strong and strictly trained. All weak humans would have been scared and in tears, not quiet and collected. "Dark fairies, I call on you." I said calmly as a few appeared next to me. All dark fairies had no specific gender and they were referred to by rank / name or the word it. They took any shape or form of anything they liked. So while others looked like male demons, some looked like female demons. A lot of them served those of high rank because they were skilled in most things. Only two served Ducan and they only answered to him.

“There. All nice and done.” The male was nearly unrecognizable now. But Daemonikai couldn’t take full credit—the ferals had torn him apart with claws and teeth. One pair had gone so far as to rip his intestines out, and Daemonikai had personally stuffed them back in before ordering him stitched up. Nice and clean. He smirked. “What can I say? I’m having fun.” He crouched again. “Now, let’s try this once more. Where is the dark mage?”

There were also three rogue werewolves, enormous, with deep scars and fierce eyes, two small elementals, one of earth and one of wind, and a tall gray-skinned woman with completely white eyes, carrying a bone staff. The leader of the group, a tall bald vampire with a scar running from his eye down to his chin, raised his gaze toward the window and gave Adrian a nod. "That’s Darius," Adrian murmured. "An old hunting companion. He brought the best ones who still owed me favors." Valkiria let out a low whistle, impressed. "You really summoned the renegades. I thought Darius had sworn never to set foot in Darkmoor territory again." "He did," Adrian replied with a smile. "But I told him Dracula w

I watched fully engaged as he pulled Seanleaf who had moved on and was licking Flora's p*ssy, she was shaking her legs bucking as he released her. The cloaked dark man turned him, to face me, the cloaked dark man was beautiful. Pure darkness with bright blue stars glittering on his flesh, a glimpse of his hair was shiny white. He grinned revealing very white pearly teeth with sharp canines, his body was very built, I couldn't tell whether he was like them or something different "Be careful cloak you know your d*ck is big, so be gentle." Seanleaf said in a low voice.

I'm not finished with them. My soul is damned and the woman who I can't forget has already forsaken me. Now I'm a malevolent phantom who will have his revenge and his pixie. I am the Damned Forsaken.

His skin effortlessly sewed itself together, healing perfectly while leaving the ward intact. On the other side of the room was a guest we’d never hosted before. He had long black hair, all the way past his waist, and sickly-yellow eyes. Valefar had called him ‘a friend of the witches’ behind his back, but as far as I could tell, Bathin was a Duke of Hell just like Valefar.

His eyes, deep and abyssal, held a darkness that mirrored the night itself, while his skin possessed an otherworldly hue of blue. No wonder Gin had been utterly terrified. Before them stood a bone fairy, a being composed of bones that did not naturally belong to him, an eerie sight to behold. "Before we proceed, hunter, I must have a word with the little sugar fairy," he declared, forgoing any formal introductions. His voice possessed a deep, shadowy quality, akin to nightmares being pulverized by the sharp edges of his vocal cords. A shiver ran down Ava's spine, feeling the gravity of his presence.

He used teleportation while the fairy is defending herself, he then cast the fire behind him and that's how the fairy got wounded. In order to strike at her, you must attack side to side. The warlock is a genius, but both of them is a dirty player. They have tricks. They are the Liar, Traitor, and Gross caster. All are fighting, including the leader of every race. The ground is shaking, the clouds were moving, and the forest was collapsing. What more will be affected? What made them become like this? A man was laughing in the concealing shadow with a wine of his glass. He was flattering while looking at them. “So fascinating,” he expressed to himself.

Another powerful presence overwhelmed Langrey in the place he had chosen to meet his brother, and for the first time, he saw him in his true form. Dark-hair cascaded in front of his face and was tied in a low ponytail. His eyes were blood red like sapphires, and his face was pale, making his piercing gaze even more pronounced. It was him – the God of Darkness – the one Danry always called as The Tainted One! “Finally you’ve shown your blasted face!” “Finally, you’re revealing your true colors too, conniving wolf! Weren’t you borrowing the strength of another god? After rejecting me, you dare use another borrowed power and insult me like this?”

Jacob fell silent. “So the treaty was broken?” Dorin asked. “Yes.” answered the professor. “Damien Wolfsbane is not just a groundskeeper, nor is he just a gamekeeper. He is also the keeper of the fairy folk, sort of like an ambassador.” He looked at Dorin and smiled. “You were lucky that he was there in the woods, the night you were attacked,” he added, “He is very powerful, and he has all of the fairy folk on his side.”