Dark Olympus Series Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

And for Selene to stand beside him—not as his subordinate, but as his Luna, his equal. The ceremony was not a gentle affair. The Ashen Pack thrived on strength, on endurance, on proving dominance through action—not just words. And so, the Blood Oath was required. Selene stood before Darius at the center of the gathering, her stance unwavering, her gaze locked onto his. They were dressed in ceremonial robes—dark silver for him, deep charcoal black for her, embroidered with symbols of the ancient wolves who had ruled before them. Kael and Zaria stood as witnesses, each holding blades carved from obsidian, meant for one purpose.

As I entered, the smell of cut wood and motor oil greeted me. Marcus was waiting for me next to a table full of chemical reports. "Well?" I asked, straight to the point. "It's a beast, boss. But the DNA is a mess" Marcus pointed to a graph. "It has wolf sequences, but there's a strange synthetic mix. It's not something natural from the Moon Goddess. It's... induced." "Dark world injections?" I asked, my eyes narrowing. "Everything points to the Eclipse Pack, sir. Silas is perfecting the black serum. These things are faster, stronger, and have less consciousness than a wolf."

Right. As I continue to stare at Katelyn and Sammy, a breeze suddenly blows past me and goosebumps, once again, explode across my body. Two flashes suddenly stop next to Sammy and drop off two more injured wolves before they disappear again. What is going on here? *** Beta Malcolm POV

Annabelle read it out: “ Luke, the most powerful vampire to exist. He is known by many names. The lord of darkness. The symbol of abomination. The epitome of destruction. But one thing is very clear, he was never born as a vampire. Rather, he was born human. A servant to be precise. The story goes back when he served at a plantation alongside his friend. The two young men did not like their status and the burden of servitude. As much as they hated their lives, they each had different views towards their master. While his friend wanted to be among the elites and high class, Luke wanted to rule them. And so when rumors of a warlock spread in the town and came to pass, Luke and his

POV DARLENE The "Liminal North" was no longer a dreamscape; it was a theater of the dying. As the fourteen beams of black light pierced the violet-grey dawn, the air began to thicken, not with the ozone of the Foundry, but with the metallic, coppery scent of a slaughterhouse that had been left in the sun. The Grey Pack warriors, only just freed from their silver stasis, were not howling in victory. They were clutching their throats, their iridescent fur turning a dull, sickly ochre as the Original Hunger began to pulse from across the Great Divide.

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

~ SIERRA ~ Dark. There was nothing but darkness for miles. Sierra couldn’t see anything in front of her. The last thing she remembered was seeing Raphael holding a gun to Colton's back and she jumped as fast as she could. The loud piercing sound of the gun cut through the air and that was it. Everything turned dark after that.

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.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.