Novel & Cerita Dark Lord Books

*** BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE BOOK FOUR: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE LETHAL POTIONS WIZ BOOK FIVE: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE MERCOMMANDER BOOK SIX: TBC BOOK SEVEN: TBC

*THE END OF BOOK 1* BOOK 2: The Lycans’ Luna: Dryad of The Elden Wood Will come soon ;)

Two wolves clashed in the heart of the ruin—one golden, one black, their teeth bared and eyes blazing. And then, she heard it. “Liora… a greater storm comes.” Her mother’s voice, soft yet laced with sorrow. “This time, even I may not save you.” Liora’s eyes snapped open as the fractured moon flared crimson. Far away, in the Blackwood Mountains, Darius growled to his followers: “Prepare yourselves. The time of balance is over. The era of shadows begins anew.” And in the Southern Plains, Solan smiled coldly.

His flailing feet smacked into Alfos belly but the man didn't budge. "You fucking want to pretend?" He barked, a red glow appearing on his face. "I saw you leaving the royal coffers which makes me assume you took Dracolian's gold! Who did you buy with it? Rodrik?" "Is it...possible to buy the one that sees our souls? The one that can hear and see who the god of bond had paired?" He gave a quaky laugh that grated Alfos' ears. "You should've brain, beta. Something of such is impossible. It's an insult to assume I bought old Rodrik, the first soulgazer of Abbator to do my bidding,"

Instantly, all eyes shifted from me to the newcomer. The warriors and the small crowd of onlookers immediately turned and bowed deeply as the man approached. Lifting my eyes, I saw a young man with an air of undeniable charisma. His spiky brunette hair, square jaw, and deep blue eyes exuded a quiet strength. Despite his imposing presence, I found it hard to believe he could be the Dark Lord. Beside him stood a younger boy, whose face seemed like it had been meticulously sculpted to perfection, radiating a similar aura of authority.

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

Every second he spent in this new world he found, Daniel's powers grew. Stopping in the library, Daniel looked at a mural and crossed his arms as he took in every curve of the artists brush strokes and cracked ancient scrap of paint. In the scene a dark-haired warlock with flashing dark eyes struck down and enormous monster of a beast. In his slightly drunken state, Daniel sneered at the beast and a cold chill went down his back. "Fuck you, you ugly bastard." "That's the Great Evil." Daniel startled and gasped back a breath as Nicholas walked up behind him. "Nearly a thousand years ago, that creature tore our whole world apart and killed nearly half the people. It took all the power we could

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

“You carry the Veilblade. You came seeking answers. You walked willingly into the maw of fate. And now, you will understand what it truly means.” Elior braced himself as the world darkened. The throne room shattered, and suddenly, he was standing somewhere else. A battlefield. Blood soaked the earth, bodies littered the ground. Soldiers clashed—werewolves, warriors, kings—all of them caught in an endless war. And in the center of it all, the First King stood, wielding a blade that pulsed with dark energy. The same energy that now coiled around Elior’s own weapon. Elior staggered back, breath catching. “This—this is—”