Dark Fantasy Genius Novels & Stories

“I am going to be birthed again and I promise to make you pay for this Damon, I, Eliana will destroy you!” His thrilled laughter was the last thing I heard as the fire swallowed me. (AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hi, thank you for clicking to read this out of a thousand other books out there. This is my first time writing in the fantasy genre and I promise to make this worth your while so please do stick with me. Kindly vote and comment)

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

Darkle laughed with some sarcasm, wondering if he was not afraid when seeing his whole herd had been killed a while ago, and these two were the ones who killed them and no one else. Why not be afraid?? Does he trust his strength to this degree or does he not care about his life? Do you think that Mars and Zayn can't kill him? " Come on, my girl, come forward." NBS laughed at Mars inside him when he saw his father's Mate standing confidently in front of him Yes his father's mate! Because he is not a legitimate son! He is the son of a witch whose father had an illegal relationship with her, so he took the power of witches and the power of werewolves, a hybrid yes.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

He couldn't afford to fail her. As Dakota ventured deeper into the labyrinth, he stumbled upon a chamber filled with ancient tomes and arcane artefacts. It was a place of dark knowledge, where the Twelve harnessed their powers and plotted their nefarious schemes. He knew that the answers he sought lay within these walls. With careful determination, Dakota searched the chamber, poring over the ancient texts and deciphering the cryptic symbols etched upon the artefacts. Each discovery brought him closer to understanding the rituals and powers wielded by the Twelve. It was a dangerous game, as the risk of discovery loomed overhead, but Dakota pressed on, driven by his love for Claire.

“No, Kris. I know Drake. I’ve known him all my life. He’s my brother. I know every shade of his ambition, every flicker of hate in his eyes. He’s capable of more evil than even I want to admit.” Kris looked down, then back up. “Do you know he practices dark magic?” I burst out laughing. This time, it was uncontrollable. “Drake? Dark magic? You’ve got to be kidding me.” Kris didn’t smile. He just stared. I wiped the corner of my eye. “Come on, Kris. He’s a lot of things. Liar. Manipulator. Power-hungry snake. But dark magic? You sure you’re not watching too many fantasy shows?”

The mercenary tapped her datapad, bringing up a secure, encrypted file. "I spent the night cracking Darius’s private ledgers," Jinx said, her voice dead serious. "Darius was a fanatic, but he wasn't a scientist. He didn't invent the necrotic grafts or the Shadow Army. He had a partner on the High Council. A geneticist. In the ledgers, Darius only refers to him as 'The Architect'." A cold dread began to pool in my stomach. "Did we kill him in the crypts?"

The enigma of Draxler deepened, shrouding the battlefield in an air of uncertainty. Breaking the momentary silence, Alpha Draxler's voice resonated, cutting through the perplexity like a blade. "Speechless, eh? Well, you should be," he sneered, his gaze penetrating the confusion etched on my face. "What you're seeing is just a fragment of Fernanda's power, which I acquired from drinking a little of her blood." His words hung in the air, a chilling acknowledgment of the depths to which he had gone to attain such a peculiar form. The revelation echoed with the unsettling implications of Fernanda's mysterious abilities. My gaze narrowed as I absorbed the weight of his admission, the gravity of

"Neither you nor anyone else are important to the genius. He simply wants to be in charge of vampires and humans. He turns everyone who challenges him into a target and slaughters them mercilessly. The danger concealed behind the mastermind's big plan was highlighted by the weight of my words, which hung in the air. I hoped Kassandra would realize the danger she was willfully embracing and come to her senses. Saying "Shut up!" Kassandra's voice was tinged with defiance as she burst in rage. "The Mastermind and I both trust each other. He would never harm me or turn against me. She spat, her devotion to the genius clouding her judgment of the truth. "I won't betray him to help someone like yo

His soul was replaced with a demonic entity and he created an army and he called the Orcs. That's a stanza in the book I was reading in the room. The story is just like the incredible hulk, but in a good way with incredible hulk, unlike Kratos who built an army to conquer all of Pandora. While I'm reading I feel like I'm reading a fantasy/fiction story because of the strange events that only happen here in Pandora. "August!" Gen suddenly opened the door to me without realizing that he had entered. "Wow Gen, next time maybe you'll take care of me because I'm going to have a heart attack because of you." I have a complaint here. It's surprising.