Dark Fall Novels & Stories

Vlad leaned back and closed his eyes with a sigh. "People will say Darkness but she was the first light of my life..." Vera couldn't understand what is he trying to say.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

"I sever this bond of darkness. I break the tether forged in deceit and corruption. No shadow shall claim her soul!" A sudden, searing pain shot through Lira’s skull, and she gasped, collapsing to her knees. Her vision blurred as a familiar, suffocating presence pushed against her mind. A voice—low, venomous, and ancient—slithered through her thoughts. "Foolish girl," Malakar whispered, his voice wrapping around her consciousness like a cold serpent. "You think you can escape me?" Lira’s body convulsed as the darkness tightened its grip. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and the world around her distorted as dark tendrils curled through her mind, suffocating her, pulling her deeper into the

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

"I guess this God of Darkness of yours isn't all that great, at the end of the day." Maddox had lashed out and threatened Wilbur just because he had insulted Maddox's god. He let out a powerful roar. "Darkness Falls!" His body lit up with roaring black spirit flames as dark clouds filled the sky. All at once, the air was plunged into what seemed like endless darkness. Maddox began to radiate a dark, ominous aura. The suffocating spiritual pressure weighed down on everyone as if the world was going to end. Even Lucia, Demi, and Sophie could not help the wave of terror that struck them, even if they were standing a good hundred meters away.

With a cruel smile, Tennebris pressed against the hole, hitting and pulling his hand, as if he wanted to unclog the bottom of the well that he opened to hell. Before the sin of Wrath rose fully, before the meteors in the heavens reached the atmosphere of earth, the darkness coming from the kingdoms of Wrath rose over us. It was nothing like the night. It was pure ink. A black dye that nothing in the world was able to contain. And those shadows rose against us, enveloping us with that characteristic and terrible odor of Wrath. Even if Miguel was holding my hand, I couldn't see him and know if he was really there. The darkness covered everything and disappeared so quickly that the smell almost

"STAND DOWN! All of you!" Some wolves hesitated. Most ignored him. The young wolf charged. Others followed. Twenty wolves. Thirty. Flooding across the clearing toward us. Darius's loyalists met them halfway. Steel clashing. Wolves screaming. I shifted partially. Claws extended. The first attacker reached me— Darkness fell. Not twilight. Not clouds passing over sun. True darkness. Instant. Complete. Like someone had blown out reality's candle. Temperature dropped ten degrees in a heartbeat. My breath misted white.

He looked down at me, his eyes dark with a desire that was both thrilling and terrifying. "I'm going to fuck you now, Chloe," he said, his voice a low, commanding growl. "I'm going to fuck you in our bed, and I'm going to make you come so hard you forget your own name." His words were a shock, a jolt of pure, unadulterated filth that sent a fresh wave of arousal coursing through me. This wasn't the controlled, composed Daniel I knew. This was someone else, someone darker, more dangerous, someone who was taking what he wanted, consequences be damned.

Far beyond the prison, wolves began howling across the mountains, ancient seals shattered beneath forgotten kingdoms, and the sky above Dark Hollow turned silver even though we were deep beneath the earth. Then Damian suddenly dropped to one knee. I rushed toward him, but he looked up at me with golden eyes that had turned completely silver. A voice came from his mouth. Not Damian's voice. The voice of the first Blackwood Alpha. “The final bloodline has awakened.” Then Damian looked directly at me and whispered something that made my blood run cold. “Selena, your enemy is already inside Dark Hollow.”

Shadows of Destiny The courtyard of Darkfang Keep was a graveyard of silence, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the faint hum of the relic still clutched in Elara’s hands. The loyalists’ bodies lay scattered across the stones, their rebellion snuffed out in the shadow of the blood moon. Its crimson light throbbed overhead, a heartbeat in the sky that quickened Aria’s own pulse. She held Rollan close, his tiny frame pressed against her, his soft whimpers cutting through the stillness. Then it came—a howl, low and mournful, rising from the earth itself. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and the torches lining the walls sputtered, casting frantic shadows that danced like s