Dark Orb Novels & Stories

Dorian stood at the edge of the stone circle, the Owlshard floating beside him like a second heart, pulsing in rhythm with his own. The corrupted wolves growled behind him, glowing red under the Blood Moon. His voice was soft. “Welcome, Elara,” he said, eyes gleaming. “Welcome to the heart of darkness.” And then— The ground split open.

he shouted, ducking another blow. With a final, unified note, the ward shattered, its energy dissipating in a gust of wind that snuffed their torches. The box lay exposed, its lid carved with runes that pulsed faintly. Aria lunged forward, her hands shaking as she lifted it open. Inside, cradled on a bed of faded velvet, lay a crystalline orb. Its surface swirled with colors—blues, golds, and deep reds—shifting like a storm trapped in glass. “The Orb of Destiny,” she whispered, awe and fear warring in her chest.

Markus left his mansion straight to the bar, although he liked Sarah at the time and it was his moon, he did not cease to be attracted to worldly pleasures, and the best place was that bar where creatures like him gathered to enjoy. "Markus, good to see you, you hadn't been here for days" Gary patted Markus on the back. "I had been kind of busy, how are you?" Eccentric Gary stared at him with a wicked grin. "Quite worried, I don't know how things are regarding the ritual that is pending, we have ten months nothing more, my estimate for the new moon to arrive, if you don't have a child by those days with the sorceress and be able to save us from complete darkness, all our species are going to

The days following the discovery of the dark orb were filled with tension and uncertainty. Brian worked tirelessly to analyze the artifact, but progress was slow. Marinetta and Harley focused on fortifying their defenses and keeping the pack alert, knowing that the orb's presence indicated a significant threat. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Brian called an urgent meeting with Marinetta and Harley. The atmosphere in the command room was thick with anticipation as Brian laid out his findings. "I've been studying the orb and its properties," Brian began, his tone serious. "It appears to be a focus of dark energy, designed to channel and amplif

Alex replied sternly. "Clearly, you have no idea what you're talking about. I'm only fighting for what belongs to me." "By instilling fear in your subjects so that they can submit to you?" He seemed to have hit him below the belt as he growled and moved away from the throne. "A time will come when the light shall rise and the whole world will be able to see it with the naked eye. In a few days, it will either pass this part of the universe or strike a blow from which you may never recover. This light is the Orb. The Galaxus has written its fate and there's nothing you can do to change it. It will poison your waters and many of you shall die from its bitterness."

They both get off the horse and approach the scene that is unfolding. Romare’s skin is dried and cracked. Instead of the vanilla color he sports as a low-born, he is paler than anything else like snow covered in ash. His eyes are mutated, the same color of a serpent that dwells within Ny’Thal. The elf’s armor is ripped upon at shoulder length all the way down his chest and past his leg plate. There is a hole big enough to show what is on his chest. A triangle and within the triangle are three eyes meshed and augmented as one. Romare yells in a voice that sounds like it's being corrupted by a serpent of darkness. “Kill me…Before!” Another fireball rushes across the field of battle from Leon.

"But someone has done this for a reason and we need to find out that reason." "Well, there is one slight issue." Dagmar interjected. "The block has been weakened." "What do you mean by weakened?" Lucas's eyes narrowed, a darkness filling them that had the whole room shifting uncomfortably. Except for Dagmar. The old crone was a granite force, unmoving as the room seemed to darken with Lucas' mood. Icy blue eyes remained transfixed on the werewolf, hard as ever and sharper than any physical blade. Despite her weathered and worn appearance, Dagmar stood her ground, unfazed and unimpressed.

Danny, Jun, Jaden and David all sat on the bed in front of JD, ready to listen on what this is all about. “Renzo-hyung, Yosef, Sean, Aikon, Miko, the twins, me and some other Polaris and Stargazer staff are agents of Dark Knight. Dark Knight is a private organization established by Mr. Bobby Young, a retired private detective, which specializes in dealing with gangs, mafias and any illegal acts that threaten and endanger people’s lives. Indecent and illegal acts on the military, police and the government is also handled by Dark Knight. It could be Dark Knight’s own missions gathered by the intelligence crew or requested by certain clients.” JD stopped and looked at the boys listening intentl

Natyaramona spat at Fabbri. Fabbri smirked and stood up. He looked at me and nodded, an affirmation that Natyramona truly is a vampire. Any other creature would get dizzy and lost in a vampire’s eyes, but Natyaramona did not. For the only creature that could withstand compulsione is another vampire. “Natya! It’s successful! Let’s try your powers!” my aunt squealed as she sashayed her way to our direction. Lucianna quickly got to her feet and faced her mother.

Gabriel said Eden sighed and licked his lips. "I've heard you, father," He said. "I saw something in you on the day you defeated Ray" Gabriel said and Eden looked at him curiously "There was a kind of darkness that overshadowed you on that day. I saw it in the way you kicked Ray ungracefully and you didn't mind if he dies or not" Gabriel said "I guess for me to conquer, I will have to wear the suit of darkness" he said and Gabriel smiled