Dark Olympus Series Order Novels & Stories

The Order's forces recoiled, blinded by the intensity. Jasper's commanding voice pierced the chaos. "Dominion Pack, advance!" The pack surged forward, a united front of snarling wolves and determined fighters. Lysander charged forward, his sword flashing in the lunar light. Tristan followed, his movements fluid and deadly. Scarlett and Lucas flanked him, their teamwork seamless. Athena's aura grew stronger, fueling the pack's momentum. The Order's lines wavered, their coordination shattered by the blinding light. Archon's enraged roar echoed through the forest. "Take her down!"

I followed close behind, my mind running through the plans we had devised, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. As we reached the edge of the survivors’ camp, the quiet before the storm felt suffocating. We had no choice but to engage. There was no retreating from this. There was no turning back. The only option was to fight. --- The first shots rang out like a lightning strike—sudden, unexpected, and deafening. Our team scattered into the cover of the trees, returning fire. The chaos was overwhelming. The survivors weren’t just fighting to defend themselves—they were attacking with everything they had, and there was no mercy in their eyes. I could feel the weight of every shot, every

“Olympus.” A tense silence fell over the room. “Olympus?” Isabelle echoed. “That could mean anything.” “Not just anything,” Marcus said, tapping the keyboard again. “It’s the name of a high-security conference happening in Vienna next week. Officially, it’s a tech summit. Unofficially, it’s where power brokers discuss the world’s future under the guise of innovation.” Fiona and Darwin exchanged a knowing glance. If Morrigan’s presence was felt there, it meant the summit wasn’t just a gathering of industry leaders—it was the battlefield where the next phase of their war would be decided.

Oliver keep quiet and wait for the response of Jimel but to his surprise, the young man who is laying on the ground immediately stand up with a widened eyes. "Oh no.. this is not good... now that I remember it... they're much worst than those of the serpent snake gang! The golden olympus..." "Golden... Olympus?" Oliver asked as he havent heard of that name before. That was new to his ears. Even though, the serpent snake gang is also something he haven't heard before... he didn't bother

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

~ 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.

This is too vast to comprehend, too much for me to bear. She made another attempt, focusing on a single thread of darkness. She nudged it, pulling it closer. It fought back, like a wild, untamed animal, but then slowly, reluctantly, it obeyed. It wrapped around her arm like a living, cold serpent. The broken crescent mark on her skin burned intensely, a flash of silver light in the deepening gloom. The whispers grew clearer, making more sense, demanding her attention. “The true omega doesn't run from the dark. The true omega leads. The true omega has a purpose."

I’d do anything for him, I’d do anything for all of them. There was too much, far too much power, and it exploded out of me, spreading through the clearing. I felt it touch Callum, then Noah and Theo back at the pack, right before my vision started to darken and swim. Just before I passed out, I saw Oscar suddenly sit up and take a deep breath with Dionysus shining in his shocked, wide eyes, and all the colour returned to Callum’s face. I could have sworn I saw Ares in Callum’s eyes too.

The sky still hung dark with storm when the enemy surged again. The first wave had been repelled, but the ground beyond the walls now thrummed with renewed, chaotic energy. Shadows twisted unnaturally across the courtyard as the corrupted First Alpha revealed himself, massive and jagged, his aura a pulsing, dark storm that made the air thick with menace. Selene’s chest heaved, the Omega pulse within her screaming, demanding release. She felt it claw through every fiber of her being, a raw, untamed force that had been restrained for centuries, now roaring to life. Her icy-blue silver eyes flared, threads of shimmering light tracing across the sky as if the dawn itself responded to her.