Dark Fantasy Genius Novels & Stories

I cried out in pain wondering what I did wrong, the beast eyes had somehow changed to black and the blond guy quickly shove him out of the room before helping me up. "I...want..to die" I cried, is this what I would go through everyday?. "What your name child?" The blonde guy asked ignoring what I said. "Adrianna..." I answered trying to control my tears. "I'm Drake" He grinned like he said something funny. "I'm a wizard and his beta, And something you should always have in mind. Damien knows your thought" He grinned yet again. "He could read your mind so becarefulful chid. He won't kill you though but..."He stop talking.

"I have a feeling you would love nothing more than to let him in on our every secret. Darius, please take him to the dungeon. He is a danger to the lives of all. We will release him once this war is over. And that goes for any of you who are in this half-heartedly!" Everyone was shocked but Summer was not having it. Everyone needs compassion but not at the expense of everyone else. That dungeon is secure. The walls are made of silver infused with wolfsbane. One does not even need to be shackled or wear a collar once in there. The wolf side will be greatly suppressed. Though it seemed cruel, it was necessary. Once the commotion was over, Summer carried on. "Everyone listen up. I know the pers

Nor had she ever seen such an eclectic collection of oddities. She picked up a pair of boots, vinyl, with a huge, plastic zipper. A vague memory of a porn film she had accidentally flipped on one late night flashed through her mind. Dominatrix, she believed it was called. She dropped the boots and sank onto a little bench sitting against the wall across from the racks of costumes. Fantasies. She had never had a sexual fantasy. All her sexual thoughts had always centered on Steve and their quiet sex life. All she had ever wanted was his hands on her, his lips telling her the things she wanted to hear.

“Those people are crazy. They could do anything to get what they want. The business is so dirty…” “When I told you you’re mine,” he said, “I wasn’t speaking a language you didn’t understand. I was speaking your language.” His words gave me comfort I didn’t know I needed. I didn’t know if I could trust him. I didn’t know if he was genuine. But somehow, I had fallen for him so fast, and it scared me. It scared me because he was here to find his father’s killer. He had a mission to destroy the Blackwoods—and I had Blackwood blood running through my veins.

My body would falter before him. I led the way to Fenrik’s chambers. I stood at the door for minutes, wondering what was happening to me. The energy pulsing was shocking. It connected me, commanded me. It was elevating. Powerful. I pushed the door open without even realising I had failed to knock. I was shocked to see what was before me. He sat naked on the floor, inside a circle drawn like some kind of rune. What amazed me most was that light shone around his body like an invisible map, lighting up the drawings on the floor.

’ My breath hitches in my throat as I stare back at Fynn, who is still watching me with his burning gaze. Clearing his voice, he shifts in his seat before he goes on. “I wanted to challenge him for the Alpha title. So, I did… a thing.” “Oh, my Goddess!” I whisper, making him shake his head. “Not exactly. I travelled to a very dark place and found a witch that was strongly experienced in dark magic, and had her… help… me.” He pushes out the last of his words through his gritted teeth. ‘He is so ungrateful.’ Drake complains, making me shake my head.

“For hundreds of years there’s been tales of the infamous elemental that survived the genocide. Well to summarize he’s searched for because of the amount of power he'd accumulated all these years. He’s known for the rubies in his eyes, that’s how I knew.” “Why were you searching for him?” “More power, of course. Imagine the money I could make with a fraction of his power.” It was then I was reminded of Fenrir’s real nature; a greedy capitalist leprechaun. “Well now I have to step down, at least with my remaining dignity. It was a pleasure pursuing you.” “You’ll need to work on your ‘pursuing’.” “You’ll have to compensate me for this. You know nothing goes for free in my books.”

No…I shook my head, refusing to believe my eyes when his pale skin started to sag and his wolf’s face burst through from the skin, ugly and contorted with odd red bumps forming under his flesh like it was filled with liquid. “You went into my rooms then I take it? Are you as stupid as you are incompetent?” Kefas snapped, and a hush went through the crowd still watching when Dante’s ominous laugh filled the hall. The orchestra of pianos and violins had long since faded, leaving the casket of their instruments outlined in the darkness along the walls. “Black arts. Where does an elder of the Infinity Fortress get off learning dark magic?” Laziel spat, his deep bronze eyes flashing as he turned

He gasped before he turned his gaze back at Slender and so did I. "What do you think is the reason for this chaos?" Fenris started calming himself. "My sister needs to survive. Did you see any solutions to this?" "I didn't see any solutions nor find any reasons but I came up with a theory. I cannot think of anything else that could do this but the Dark Summoner. Darkesta's power is getting stronger. He wants to rule the world and I think he is starting to corrupt us. He was a werewolf and so his first victims would be werewolves, then other supernatural creatures, and then humans. That's how I see it, alpha Fenris. He is corrupting us with the help of his humanoid wolves."

He used the last of his strength to bite the shell of my ear. ​"Your... monster," he mouthed. ​"Fine," I said, tears blurring my vision as I started to pack the wound. "Then live. Live so I can show you exactly how dangerous your 'Secret Genius' can be when she has nothing left to lose." ​Dante’s eyes flared with a lethal, obsessive pride. He didn't say another word, but as his hand slid down to my hip, marking me even in his semi-consciousness, I knew the Romanovs had made a mistake.