Dark Fall Manhwa Characters Novels & Stories

Taking the subtle route was going to fail me in a matter of seconds. "That is Zhara Shunah, you fucking idiots!" Upon hearing the men behind me, I ripped into the abyss. Black daggers flung themselves through the gate and impaled two of the three men. Where they were clad in armour, my shadows curled and dissipated. But their throats were still exposed. The tall man watched in horror as his two companions gurgled on their own blood, but I didn't have enough time to watch them bleed.

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

All laughter died out and the atmosphere suddenly became very tense again. Seraphina picked up the blanket and hugged it to her chest, she inhaled deeply before she released a sigh. A frown marred her face, “Dhampir,” she whispered under her breath. She picked up the rest of the items and sniffed them all, “All Dhampir children,” Aurelia confirmed. “Is that significant?” Achilles asked. “Dhampir children have pure, untapped power, in dark magic, the purer the sacrifice, the greater the reward.” Seraphina words sent a shiver through Achilles’.

She shrugged slowly, leaving her words unfinished. “Dominic,” Xander murmured under his breath, "do you remember his face?” Grace looked as confused as I was with his question, but she answered still. “Very tall, dark-skinned with bright eyes. Green maybe and uh-he had this tattoo I think on his face, I’m not sure.” Xander suddenly let out a humorous small chuckle, shaking his head somewhat, “I knew that son of a bitch was still alive.” Again with the vocabulary. “The bartender told me they hire prostitutes, but I don’t think she knew about this”

For some reason, the three guys in my group sat at my opposite while Persia and the red-haired girl with bat wings sat on my left and right respectively. “Ah… Um… My name is Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare.” I murmured. I wondered why, as I introduced— those 3 guys widen their eyes for a moment. Seeming things were slightly awkward, Persia decided to guide the team in my stead. “August~” She then conducted. As she called, the which was at my right, reacted. “…Oh, right. My name’s August Whisperwind, a human. I’m Ranked Fifth among the first years, codename, .”

Jo had never asked exactly what happened, but looking at Shayna now, sitting there with her arms folded in a hostile fashion, a lost look on her mother’s face, she thought maybe she should ask a few questions, just to know if Shayna might have a beef with someone on the team. The others, she tried to keep up with. Hattie Foils, a tech chick her dad seemed to know. A Healer named Martin Green he also seemed to have a history with. Two younger Canadians--Leo and Fiona Acres. A really muscular dude named Alvin Little--a name that did not fit him in the least, in Jo’s opinion--and two gorgeous girl Guardians named Leslie Donavon and Denise Hensley that seemed to be looking at her dad in ways tha

The smell emanating from him is terrible! "Who are you?" I croak and his grin widens, creases appearing in the corner of his eyes. "My name is Dale and these are my people" he said, gesturing to the rest of the foul smelling individuals who are also present in the room. "The right question would be, what are we?" I swallow hard, watching the terrifying looking fangs emerge from their gums. They look so uncomfortable. "We are dead ones and so are you" Dale says and my stomach churns with nausea.

The room was cloaked in darkness, the air heavy with tension. Haider, the ruthless Mafia lord, stood at the epicenter, his imposing figure casting an intimidating shadow. His face contorted with anger and frustration, a stark reflection of his power and ruthlessness. The dim light revealed a twisted smile curling on his lips, a chilling display of his sadistic pleasure. At his side stood Ian, a loyal and merciless enforcer, his mere presence evoking fear in those who dared to oppose Haider. Veronika, Haider's trusted left hand, exuded a sense of cold determination, mirroring her leader's unwavering resolve.

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️