Dark Force Rising Audiobook Novels & Stories

- asked Samael, because all of this had yet to reach him. - Then let me explain again, because I can see that it still does not arrive. Nadir is my and Lucifer's child. This attack that you witnessed...- she turned to Samael.- It was an attack that only Lucifer has, the so-called Infernal Fire Awakening, extremely deadly, even against the strongest Fallen Angels. I bet Nadir could even kill you in that state.- she explained even more precisely. Nadir slowly slumped down on the couch and hid her face in hands, her anger suddenly disappeared somewhere, and wings curled and vanished.

I was sad enough with my own suffering and didn't need any additional negative emotions. I moved further into the forest, listening to the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds and other sounds of forest inhabitants. The sun shone lightly through the treetops, I heard a woodpecker tapping on the bark of a tree, the bustle of squirrels collecting nuts in the hollows, the movement of the wings of insects as they flied by me. That was probably one of the few perks of being a sorceress - I could hear and see all around more clearly. I "felt" nature with my whole being and absorbed its energy. And it was nature that was the basis of magic, white magic, the magic of life, while black magic was m

As suddenly as it appeared, so suddenly its life had come to an end. It lay there quietly. A cobalt blue fox the size of a mastiff. The undercoat was black, as were the legs and stomach. But the most striking thing about the Amphitheater was the white star markings on his forehead, which gave him something mystical. "That was easy," I said from my lips. At that moment the prole twitched. Our weapons almost jumped into our hands on their own and tensed the barrel at the monster, but now it was quiet again.

Only the need to finish every last one of them. The dark elders kept chanting in their circle. Their voices rose in frantic rhythm. Dark energy lashed out at me again, trying to bind my powers once more. I laughed. The sound came out harsh and foreign to my own ears. Their chains shattered against the storm inside me. I raised both arms. The earth split wide open beneath their feet with a deafening crack. Three of them fell into the chasm before they could react. Their screams cut short as jagged rocks crushed them below.

They collapsed in a wrecked heap, bodies slick and leaking everywhere, holes twitching ruined, cum pies sealed or oozing free. Zeke's lovers curled close and devoted around him, breaths ragged, skin marked with bites and bruises. "My perfect sins," he murmured soft, voice laced with possession. Remotes went silent for the night, plugs humming low as aftercare. Tomorrow brought bigger deals, Harlan's ghost fully exorcised, Roskov's empire expanding. Deeper depravities waited in the wings, the family bond unbreakable. The empire throbbed on forever, fueled by cum and dominance.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

He won't like this when he was my dad but then, people were never what they seemed and if there was one person who conformed to this saying best, it was David. “... If anyone or a group of you dares to even rebel against me, attempt to even think about it then I assure you that Alena here will not hesitate to use her ability to control fire on you.” His tone came out icy cold and filled with not even a hint of empathy. “You would burn and writhe from the pain, your screams shall be carried by the wind far into nothingness. The fire will lick at your skin, the pain will drive you insane and you will cry and beg but then, it shall be too late for you.”

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a voice in her head tried to assert her consciousness. Rina knows who it is, Lydia is trying to kick in her consciousness and take the lead. The woman refuses to let her being controlled by an unknown woman who only causes her misery. Her consciousness faded as soon as the voice in the darkness of her heart suffocated her. Scaring her from doing anything, her toxic suggestion drowned her. * * *

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?