Dark Force Rising Audiobook Novels & Stories

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

The atmosphere crackled with dark energy, threatening to consume us. Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, resonating through the halls like a haunting melody. "So, you have come to challenge me, little lambs. How admirable." The voice belonged to Malachi Ravenswood, his presence materializing before us like a specter. He stood tall, his features twisted by a blend of malice and triumph. Gabriel squared his shoulders, his voice firm. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Ravenswood. We won't let you unleash the primordial force upon this world."

I looked around, trying to find out if there was any way I could feel what he felt but there was nothing. “Here.. where?” Ivy suddenly asked. Killain's eyes locked with hers. " Seattle,” he said. " There's another power here.. something so…" he tried to explain when Ivy turned away from him. “It's the Darkforce” she combed her hands through her hair. I didn't like the fact that I was lost in all of this. when did someone say it was time for the Darkforce to rise? when was it known that Killian could now feel it?

It looked to have been abandoned long ago. A chill ran down her spine as if someone was watching her. 'Astasha.' That voice. It came from everywhere and nowhere. She had heard it before, and again it made her heart pound in her chest. 'It has begun. Everything that was shall burn. A new world will rise from the ashes. Seek for your answers here. Embrace the truth, Astasha. Set the darkness free.’ Her breath was labored, her blood pumping in her ears. Slowly, she raised her gaze to one of the many towers, and through its window, she met a pair of eyes, swirling black, that reached into her soul.

My voice is different—low, resonant, laced with something ancient. The chains shatter. Korvain staggers back, his crimson eyes widening in disbelief. Dark energy surges through me, filling every part of my being. My heartbeat is deafening, my skin burning with raw, untamed power. I can feel everything—every breath of wind, every pulse of darkness in this cursed place. And I can feel him—the man who killed my father. The man who wants to take my mates from me. A slow, wicked smile curls my lips as my head tilts. The fear flickering in his gaze fuels the storm inside me.

This is the final chapter. With a sudden hand raise, the world appeared to turn. The air thickened. Dark energy pushed forward, swirling around us like a storm.' The force that gripped me was so strong that it felt like a thing. My eyesight became blurry as I struggled to resist the strength of it. But Rylan wasn't done. A monstrous entity appeared from the darkness, a creature of both darkness and fire, with its eyes emitting foul light. It shook the ground below me in a loud roar. With me just in time, the creature lunged and gnawed its claws, with no fangs visible.

I am better than the Kinduri. Without fear, I march straight up to that darkness. I gather Neron around me. I let it fill me, fill me right to the brim. It’s coursing through me, beating with the steadiness of a drum. I hold my hands up. They’re alight with Neron. And I plunge my hands into the heart of the darkness. Screams. Mine. Valen’s. Screams of a thousand Kinduri. Screams of Cyrillius. I’m overcome with noise and madness. Like sound is pummeling me and will leave me a bloodied, broken mess on the ground.

Reuel whispered, his hot breath hitting her face and neck before he returned to his seat. "It's nice meeting you, Elise," Azael added once his brother had taken his seat and Elise felt her chest tighten. There was something dark and deep in his tone, an evil promise that she couldn't comprehend. It felt as if she had entered a dangerous place with no way of escape and what creeped her out was her intuitions were never wrong.

I begin to feel dizzy from the lack of air, but just before I pass out, he opens his eyes and familiar, fierce, golden orbs pin me in place, setting my already burning soul aflame. Just before I pass out, I hear his growl. It floats around me like a dangerous, sensual caress. “Did you really think you could sneak up on me, princess? Did you really believe you could hurt me?” I want to tell him that I am no princess. I am a fucking Queen, and that his hands around me feel too good to belong to the enemy. But the world goes black and the words die on my lips.

The elders, the traitors, the murderers of his daughter none of them would live to see the fury of Vosvak Spade Il'Sharak. With every flap of his wings, he felt the earth tremble under him. The air itself howled in terror as he ripped through the world, unstoppable, unyielding. There was no going back now. No one could escape the fury of the new dark lord. The chains had been shattered. His soul was lost. And there was nothing left to do but set the world ablaze. "Let them burn," he snarled, his voice laced with an unending hunger. "Let all burn."