Dark Naruto Novels & Stories

I say hesitantly. “Sup dude? How’s life on the dark side?” Xane blurts out. “Don’t be a douchebag.” Donnie buts in. “It’s fine Donnie. Life couldn’t be worse, couldn’t be better.” I huff. “Cool.” Xane laughs. “Show him the mask for the game we are playing later!” Alex chuckles. “Sure. Plain white mask, black hoodie and Dead Man’s Woods. We’re going to play manhunt.” Donnie says with a smile.

I hear a deep growl that sends a chill down my spine and I'm already prepared for it to finish me off even before I feel it sinks its teeth into my shoulder. I try to fight it off when my fingers feel weird and I grab its shoulder, screaming out in pain when I feel its teeth hit the bone before my vision starts to get cloudy. I can't do anything and I know this is the end of me when I give up and let death take me instead! Darkness surrounds me before it engulfs me completely and I let it!

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

I’ll give them that. As Damnon fell into the mud of Damnarynth's tunnels with a loud thud, we fell on top of him while his minions screeched in surreal horror and pain. His powers syphoned and rippled through our blades, etching a rune that read “flamma” on it. As the essence of Damnon rippled through our blades, a little gem that sparkled with an electric zap appeared on the hilt of mine, Kandreah and Thersar blades. As his essence drew into our blades, remnants of his guts and giant corpse dispersed and splashed on Damnarynth sewage, and we fell straight into the shitty mud of the channel. I felt like a fucking ninja turtle now. Three of us were covered with the substance that made us look

More lightening struck the temple, pillars fell, more and more cracks on the wall, the raining started falling down heavily, drenching my body, I struggled to keep my eyes open but I was too weak, the last figure I saw before I let myself fall into the Abyss was—. Naria.

It stood on two legs but was too unsteady by now. Its eyes glowed yellow, fur black as the night and soaked in dark red blood, its pointed ears hanging limply, one of them half torn off, and the huge gash in its neck spurting blood all over the grass beside it. It looked at them a little mournfully but its yellow eyes still held a deep hatred and it glared at them maliciously. Up close, it looked similar to Anubis but its features were even scarier and wilder looking. Its fur was so dark it seemed like a living sheen of swirling darkness as it moved. It tried to steady itself but in a flash, Anubis knocked it down and began tearing at its neck and face until its yelps went silent and only An

He pushed it back into the fire and straightened to greet me. Every time I had seen this man, he embodied the words dark and mysterious. However, being this close to him drove that idea home. Whereas every other Draygon that I had met in this village was tinged with gold and had a slightly tanned complexion, Nerrian was dark. His short hair that barely brushed his shoulders was jet black, and his eyes were a matching shade causing both to stand out on his amazingly pale skin that held no tinge of green. Even the robes he wore were black, giving the impression of a quintessential Dark Wizard that would put me under his spell before taking over the world.

“Tomorrow, Nari and I will take turns driving. Aron needs to sleep.” But Aron shook his head. “I can’t. Someone needs to keep watch.” The room fell quiet. The only light came from the small lamp by the bed. Aron leaned back, arms crossed, eyes slowly closing—until the darkness swallowed him. He found himself standing in an endless void. No sound. No air. Just suffocating silence. Then—eyes. Dozens of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness, watching him. “What are you expecting, Aron?” a voice whispered. “You think you can escape us?”

Uraraka; is from a family of assassins, his powers include turning Vampire which will boost his abilities and blood eye which once activated can create a domain where the human five sense organ can't work. The Dawn; a secret organization also know as Aurora Order and highly linked to most of my story, they want to find secret on how to gain immortality and can opt to anything to make that happen. Degenerate; falling gods and Angels demons; not human and at the same time not degenerate but tethering on the line between both.

One of the alpha mumbled. “What are you?” Another alpha shouted. “Me? I am a dark DAOB. Call me Dakar!” Dakar said as he coldly gazed at the four alpha. “What is that?” One of them yelled out. “Let me show you!” Dakar slyly replied. His eyes as dark as the sky gazed into their eyes, and terror took over the expression of the four alpha. “AhhhAhh.” The night became noisy with the painful cries as the four alpha's energy got drained from within them.