Dark Invincible Novels & Stories

But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him. Ren has also mastered the power of manipulation and manipulated the princess to fight David. With the princess under evil influence, David couldn't bring himself to fight back and hurt her. Ren had the opportunity to seal David's soul with his soul sealing sword-the sword that could put even the most powerful person into endless sleep. Though his body will remain unscathed as if he's alive, he will never be awakened. Ren purposely did that because he wanted it to remain a proof of his dominance, a reminder of what he's capable of. That's why he put David's coffin in the heart of sacred mountain where no one could enter

The darkness formed around her like a cape. The pink god power flared to my fingertips, but my lack of energy made it short out. She threw me to the side. I hit the bar counter and slid down it. She reached out and twisted Mr. Kline's neck. He died instantly. His soul left his body, twisting in agony as it drifted upward. The Ardor Brothers swarmed her, but her dark clouds pushed them like ragdolls. They flew across the room. "Don't hurt them," I choked out as I dragged myself to my feet using a bar stool.

He is blinded by his greed. He felt an intense pain on his neck and stains of blood went on his hand when he tried touching it. He fretted but the demon dismissed his worry, “It is part of the contract that you bear my mark.” The demon’s voice became clearer in his mind. He gasped when a figure emerged from the shadows, his face and body slowly became more and more vivid in his eyes. “The contract is done!” The demon merrily announced, “My name is Linus.” --

I was simply tired. I couldn’t restrain my rage, I could hardly remember how it happened. I killed every single living soul. I murdered 4289 people in cold blood, I ripped their head off and squeezed their hearts out. They held me down and called me a beast, so I howled at the moon and showed them all. Now, they don’t dare to say my name even though no one has proof of what I did, they only presumed it and they were right. My parents got a hold of my actions and sent Dominic to stop me, the only one potent enough to handle me. He was only 19 then, a perfectly trained vampire, and was considered the best of the greatest. Invent about his reputation now.

"Because my body is invulnerable to all poisons." "Invulnerable to all poisons?' Moriri's body trembled. She glared at Darryl with shock. Invulnerability to all poisons existed only in the legends. According to the legend, only those powerful enough to reach the Infinite Zen Level could have a body with invulnerability to all poisons. Nonetheless, it was less than a handful of people who could surpass the ninth grade and reach Comprehension. No people had reached the Infinite Zen Level in the recent thousand years.

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.

She revived alpha Andrew, the very royal blood of the alpha Lycan. It was all planned from the very start. “I fought with your father. I was with him until we were separated by the rogues and the witches. Arnold soon was fighting Michael, the rogue king. He was the only one who could subjugate that monster.” He said and I pursed my lips. he was not Michael. Michael’s body was soon inhabited by the soul of Andrew. I saw it with my own eyes. Ravenna brought him back. I was severely injured in the fight and left to die in the middle of the battlefield.” He said and pulled his shirt upwards revealing a huge scar on the right side of his chest. it was a huge scar and by the look of it, it was fre

But out of all possibilities… it had to be the worst one. Azrion — Caelith’s worst brother. Reckless, bored, and starving for chaos. The kind of Nephilim who turns boredom into destruction. — An umbra? You sure? — he asks, just arriving at the club. A damn Victus Umbra. A Victus with Nephilim DNA remnants. A venomous rarity. Drinking her blood is almost like drinking from a Nephilim itself — except without the toxicity that would kill us. A cleaner kind of fuel.

Lucifer: “I am in Death Valley with Dark Death.” After a few seconds, System: “Dreamer joined the team.” Dreamer: “Ailina, wink, wink! I am glad that I can help!” Dreamer: “Hey, Ailina, your account is locked. I can’t get in the instance zone.” Lucifer: “Dark Death, stop. Let them in first.” Dark Death applied Phantasm’s Invisibility skill, and then the monsters left the combat. Dreamer and Rican Love Ailina entered.

Caius added. “Wow. You look better when you’re human,” Vivar commented. He laid all his catch on the grass and he put on his dry clothes. “I’ll take that as a compliment. But I just have a little correction,” Namir said and he turned to Caius. “What I am is not a kind of dark magic. In fact, I’m created to repel dark magics.” “Whatever. Magic is still magic,” the prince argued.