Dark Force Rising Audiobook Novels & Stories

The fused flame and frost inside her flickered dangerously, threatening to burn out. Amidst the chaos, Lyra felt a sudden, overwhelming presence, a darkness deeper and older than any they had faced. From the shadows stepped a towering figure cloaked in swirling blackness, eyes like molten obsidian that burned with ancient malice. The Void’s core, the source of all corruption and despair in this twisted realm. Its voice was a terrifying blend of thunder and silk, vibrating through the very air. “Lyra, fire queen. You dare challenge me?” Her fingers tightened on the hilt of her blade, fire licking along her skin, frost crystallizing at her feet. “This ends now,” she said, voice steady despite

Something had to give in After what felt like ages, the voice behind the shadows returned with a book as dark as the shadows themselves, pages crawling with writhing symbols. I pleaded again. Please let me go. The figure moved towards me and stopped just right in front of me. “You should be happy,” he said softly. “ I am giving you a way out.” “You don’t have to run anymore. He continued. You will be free and powerful. But that was after the awakening. My stomach twisted. “Awakening? Of what?” “An ancient force, erased from history. The veil could not control it but you will.”

The ground beneath Dark Hollow groaned like a living thing, responding to my choice with a tremor that rattled every stone and tree. Fire pulsed through my veins, fierce and molten, threading through roots and walls as though the land itself recognized its new master. Damian’s hand remained at my back, grounding me, but even he seemed to sense that this was no longer a battle against others—it was a reckoning with what I had awakened within myself.

And when I’m gone, I know he’ll hurt, but maybe one day he’ll feel himself again. The Soul Eaters are all around me now. There’s walls of them all around me, and I let them feast. They come to me like honey in a trap. They are so exhilarated by this energy that they close their eyes. And I start to glow. I pull up the energy I have and glow brighter and brighter. They drink and drink. And then I am light. I am light itself. And once the light hits its limits, I pull in one go at the darkness. I pull at it with everything. To make the switch as fast and as forcefully as possible. I start to run through them all. Each one destroyed before it knows what’s happening. I fill them with way too muc

She argued that with vampirism, witchcraft, and senses of werewolves combined, we will be indestructible. “Niklaus was made with witch powers! Powerful with powers at that! And you think a bite from him would produce the same results?” Lucianna screamed once again, seeking for the attention to be diverted to her. I hid my claws when I saw my aunt averted her gaze to my cousin, Lucianna. I immediately sat beside Natyaramona and assisted her into standing up. Her breaths were heavy and sharp, panting and almost begging for the last of it.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

“This can’t be happening!” The darkness swirls faster, convulsing, as though it’s alive, desperate to regain its hold. But I won’t let it. I focus, drawing all the power I’ve been gathering—the ancient knowledge, the strength of my bloodline—and I push harder. A blinding light erupts from within me, so bright it scorches the edges of my vision. I hear Donovan scream, his voice filled with a primal terror that sends chills down my spine. But I won't stop. I keep pushing, driving the darkness back, deeper and deeper until, finally, there’s nothing left but silence.

Its energy radiated destruction, swallowing light, warping reality. Theodore’s jaw tightened. “Kiara… it’s the true ancient force! It knows your Blood Heir lineage! It’s coming for you!” My chest tightened. Silver energy spiraled wildly around me. My wolf roared, instincts screaming. The ultimate darkness above screeched again, but it recoiled, dwarfed by the newly risen force. The cavern walls trembled violently, dust and rocks falling in showers. And then… it spoke. A voice that seemed to echo through the bones of the world, deeper than the mountains, darker than night:

The force grew stronger, the earth cracking open with a deafening roar. In the midst of this cataclysm, Dryzza felt the raw power surging, a malevolent force seeking to consume everything in its path. The bond between Dryzza and Joline wavered, strained by the overwhelming chao as if Dryzza's been drawn out of Joline's consciousness. Suddenly, darkness enveloped her, accompanied by the chilling resonance of a sinister laugh emanating from a demonic presence looming directly before her. Dryzza attempted to blink away the obscurity, straining to discern the form of the creature, yet her efforts were futile.

"I am prepared to do whatever it takes to gain strength and seize control." The Healer's eyes bore into hers, as if searching her soul for truth. The remaining part of his face was covered in black. "Very well. Embrace the darkness, and the power shall be yours." With those words, the Black Healer began an intricate ritual, chanting ancient incantations that reverberated through the clearing. The air crackled with energy as the dark forces responded to his summons. Audrey felt a surge of power coursing through her veins, empowering her with abilities beyond her wildest dreams.