Dark Orb Novels & Stories

" A cold dread seeped into my bones, a confirmation of my worst fears. They weren't just a rogue pack; they were a cancer, a perversion of what we were. "Your mate, Olivia," the Oracle's gaze settled on her, profound and unwavering, "is the true vessel. Her connection to all five elements; Earth, Water, Air, Fire, and the spirit that binds them is unparalleled. She is the only one who can counter the consuming darkness. Her very essence is the purest elemental light, a force that repels corruption. The scar upon her arm is both a wound and a mark of her unique resilience; it signifies that she was touched by their blight and survived, strengthening her core against it."

The pixie grabbed her by the neck, laughing and vaulting into the air. The hands kept increasing, no matter how many times Tony reduced them to dust. “Domain of the Dark gods: Thirteenth hour.” The hands increased exponentially covering the entire campus. The black orb lit up with a purple glow. An orange glow lit up beside it, revealing queen Ambeër. “The Unnamed wondered when you would show up.” She replied by stabbing her shard into her chest.

"Remember the book about the orbs? The one we are trying to achieve is the purple orb also known as Murasaki. It says that it only appears when the night sky is awake." "I feel chills already," Selena mumbled, rubbing both of her arms. Slowly, Kitto closed his hand. No wonder why the Angel had appeared before him. He is warned that this orb is his to defeat. Apologizing to Arwha will have to wait until they get the orb. Menna was tip toeing, trying to reach a flower of the purple robe black locust tree when she saw how the sky was clear blue today. No big cotton clouds that she enjoys. She stopped reaching and smiled cutely.

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.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

I moved to the last one. This voice was deeper and also familiar. "Kira," the orc purred. "Such a pretty name. Come to the Ardor Bar on 5th and Main. Bring me back what's mine, or I will take something that is yours. Your whiny skinny man-boy is here waiting. He's bothering me. Hurry." "Shit." I flipped the phone closed and jammed it back in my pocket. I revved the motorcycle engine and spun it around on one foot. I punched it forward back west towards that rotting city.

“Relax Lucas, Ann told me everything. You have nothing to worry about. She has handled it. What we should be worried about now is how to get the mystic orb. I have a lead on it.” “How do you intend to retrieve the mystic orb from an unknown land when you don’t know the place yet?” Lucas heard their conversation, although not all. When he switched on his enhanced hearing ability, he was able to hear Bonnie telling Ann that: ‘the dark witch that did a location spell described that the mystic orb is hidden in an unknown land.’ The ‘unknown land’ the dark witch speaks of, does not mean, the land is unknown to them, however, it is the name of the place where Lucas’ mother Kora has hidden the myst

His eyes were pools of absolute darkness, his sclera was as black as the darkest night, but in the center of that darkness was a point of purple light shining in total darkness. The one on the throne was Zark Ar Zatho, the Dungeon Master and overlord of Damenburg Castle.

the paladin bow down and his liege faced them Lina remembered the cosplay of ghosts every Halloween. A white floating sheet –she doesn’t even know if the kid used a bedsheet or their own blanket but it somehow looks like what’s in front of her “A floating skull” Lich looks like the ghost in Halloween –more like the grim reaper With chains and an old book spell in his both hands, black hairdressing in his bone head and a white old and tattered robe for his top… Lich is ready for some trick or treat

"Are you ok?" Summer opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Reaching out she grabbed Asher's shirt trying to keep herself from passing out. "Times up." She muttered just as her whole world turned dark.