Dark Orb Novels & Stories

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.

she said He sat up and looked away from her "There are so many things you probably won't understand" he said "Then let me in. Let me into your world" she said as she sat up beside him "My world is dark and you can't get in!" He yelled as he turned to face her "Then let me be your light. Let me bring you out of this darkness that is hovering all over you" she cried as she placed her hands on his shoulders "Light and darkness aren't supposed to meet," he said sadly as he lowered his head to touch hers

The garden had different species of flowers but the common ones were the black flowers Ava loved so much,they were planted by King Alarie himself. "They are so beautiful," Ava said touching the black flowers"Now that I think of it, you love black.Black roses, black carriages, black clothes and a mask, black snake. Everything is black." "Black is the real deal," Vador replied. "Then why aren't you the black lord," She said chuckling. Right there darkness took over Vador,in a second his hands were tightened around Ava's neck,his eyes were no longer red but a darker shade of red. "Don't you ever say that," he spat.

He is going to possess a dragon and he shall combine it's genes with the Underworld for more darkness and powers, He is getting what he longed for. ❄️❄️❄️ Beyond Realm❄️❄️❄️ Derek's jaw dropped immediately he sighted the amusing blue gigantic orb, The Great forces surrounding the blue enormous orb was so disastrous, Derek's skin slowly fade away as he approached the Orb. " Wait..." Neron spoke out amidst the pains and Derek halted.

The Architect stood at the edge. Up close, he was terrifyingly human. He wore the tattered gray robes of the Old Council, stained with the dust of the Dead Zone. His hands were clasped behind his back. But the eyes... The void in his sockets wasn't empty. It swirled. Tiny motes of purple light the stolen energy from the Star orbited inside his skull like stars trapped in a nebula. "Welcome," the Architect said. His voice didn't come from his mouth; it resonated directly

"Did something happen between you two?" Marona felt the darkness blinking in front of her eyes out of nowhere but she ignored it. "No! Nothing happened." Lovina nodded in acknowledgement. "Then how's it going?" "Better than before!" Marona mumbled and again felt the dark dots. "I need to attend this call, I'll be back." Lovina excused herself when her phone rang. Marona shook her head but the darkness started getting stronger, she decided to sit on the chair which was kept at the edge of the lawn.

Her eyes, sharp and filled with malice, gleamed in the dim glow of the flickering candlelight. She stood in her darkened lair, an ancient room hidden deep within the forest, where the walls were lined with shelves of old, crumbling spell books, vials of strange liquids, and dried herbs. The room reeked of decay, a mix of musty earth and the faint metallic scent of blood. In the center of the room sat the oracle basin, its surface smooth and black, reflecting nothing but the void. It was Loleng's most prized possession, a tool of immeasurable power that allowed her to see, manipulate, and control those who dared to cross her path.

She kept checking with Xavier and Conri, asking if they were able to turn around and leave before continuing. Finally, they stepped into a dark cavernous room made of cold, hard stone. A sourceless dark light with a deep red hue permeated the room. She didn’t know how light could be dark, but it looked like a thick cloud of reddish black. She could vaguely make out things when she focused on an area. Not perfectly, but enough. “Do either of you feel the desire to get to Tartarus?” Thea said. “No,” Conri and Xavier said together.

"It’s coming from the Gorge of Silences, the canyon that used to be the entrance to the Crystal Valley." We prepared a specialized "Sub-Orb"—a spherical vessel made of reinforced obsidian and pressurized quartz, powered by the combined resonance of the pack. The team was the core of our new world: myself, Félix, Nathaniel, and the twins. Lyra and Caelum were essential; their connection to the "Wild" was the only thing that could navigate the unpredictable currents of the Abyss. As the Orb descended through the emerald light of the Heart-Tree’s dome and into the dark, crushing weight of the open sea, the scale of the disaster became clear. We drifted past the drowned peaks of the North, the a

Dark eyes swirling with emotion. Doctor ready to inspect.