Dark Naruto Novels & Stories

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

He looks dangerous, his prowess screams danger. My knees suddenly felt weak that I needed support to keep myself from falling. I moved back a little, leaning my body onto the metal frame designed on the stage. When I was settled, my eyes wandered back at him. He was sitting at the center of the table alongside his brothers as if he was some kind of King. They were all regal however his aura is darker than most of his brothers, too far from Cian's bright and funny personality. But I just find it funny why his different projection caught my attention. The likes of him are not for innocent girls such as me.

His breath came in ragged bursts as he dropped to his knees, fingers clawing into the stone beneath him. “Hold him!” one of the warriors shouted. Three wolves rushed forward, trying to restrain him. It didn’t work. Darin’s head snapped upward with unnatural force. And then— Everything changed. His eyes opened. Black. Not glowing red like Malrik’s corrupted followers. Not burning with rage or madness. Just— Black. Endless. Like voids carved into his skull. The courtyard fell into stunned silence. Even the air seemed to recoil. Aria’s breath caught in her throat.

Behind me, Daran appeared and hugged me so possessively. “Have you forgotten? I am a shadow. I hide in every form that exists in this universe.” Daran lowered his hand. In an instant, the stone fortress created from the shadow suddenly shattered into pieces. It disappeared into the darkness of the night. Miller and Arabel looked shocked. “Are you okay Jonea?” Daran asked possessively. “Yes, they didn’t hurt me.” I held Daran’s hand and looked into his eyes behind his mask. I begged him not to hurt Miller.

Arthur slid into the passenger's seat of the cab that pulled up in front of him. Richard welcomed him with a grin. “It's freezing out here, man. What took you so long?“ “Sorry, bro. Just had to find the right outfit.“ Richard gestured at his outfit. Black, denim jacket. Black boot. Black gloves. Black hat. Black shades. “You look like you're on goddamn espionage.“ Arthur had zero sense of humor for the night. Something about racing through that door earlier today plunged him into a terrible mood.

I don’t have much food left and I’m starting to have to fill up my water bottles in the sink. Maybe they’ll just leave me here to starve, I thought. No, they said they wanted me, they have to want me for something … sex? I mean they hadn’t so far tried anything but what the hell else could they want? I took a lot of showers, since it was about the only time I felt normal. It was the only time I could close my eyes and feel like I was escaping, like I was home. I had been asleep for a while, there was no way to know how long. When I woke up it was pitch black in the room, those fuckers cut off the light!

Meka cleared her throat, "You mean brother, he's a bad guy. You know he likes it a lot on campus. But, he's not dating Annabelle, right?" Annabelle? Annabelle who? As far as Anabel knows, Annabelle is a creepy demon doll. Nara doesn't know anything about gnats. And also he doesn't want to know. He only needed gnats as his shield. That is all. The girl smiled. "No, that's a friend near him." Sebodo is very true or false. Nara only answered carelessly so that Meka would stop asking questions. "Can you, right?" They held their breath for a moment. The young man ruffled his younger brother's mane gently, smiling, "You have to master something first."

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

Or maybe it was the doing of the hidden being in the shadows. In his groggy state, Nathaniel saw the flash of the pointed canines and the watery gleeful sparkle of evil eyes. He could feel its hunger, projected from the black mind. He could almost see its jaws dripping, yearning to lap up the gore like a starving feline. 'You...won't let me die...' Nathaniel thought, his eyes closing but he found no peace. 'You...are taunting...' A soft laugh met him as darkness fell, plunging him into dreams that Dali couldn't have painted better.

Effortlessly and even showing his original form with his hair color in the mix of crimson and purple, and his hue of eyes that marks the ability of his mother, with the shade of his father. Nate’s eyes widen in surprise and wonder. Seeing the spitting image of the Maiden and the Prince towards the person that is currently right in front of him. “That’s why.” Haru smiles, and with a wave of his hand, the black flame that currently surrounds them grabs Nate and pushes him into a wall. Pinning him in place, while the same flame bounds Haruna in place to where she currently is. “I need some answers and fast. You know where to seek for me, Farah.”