Dark Orb Novels & Stories

“I understand enough. The LifeOrb has the power to defy nature itself. Harold will lead us once again. And with him, the rebellion will rise.” Just as he finished his words, the orb flared with a brilliant light. The air crackled with energy, and I felt the ground beneath me tremble. I watched helplessly as the light consumed the room, the world around us blurring into a brilliant haze of white. The LifeOrb’s power was overwhelming. I could hear Dominic’s voice, his command to fall back, but it was swallowed by the roar of energy. Then, everything went silent.

But this feature made him only more powerful in my eyes. “Alright, you want to make a deal? I can make a deal with you. I will give your father a full year to pay of his debt to me… Meanwhile you are to stay here as my pet, my toy to play with when I am bored. I have a busy life and I would like someone to entertain me and release me from tiresome stress. There will conditions of course to this deal, you so desperately wanted may I add. If your father screws up in any way he is killed and you are to stay here indefinitely and if you screw up your father gets killed and you are to stay here indefinitely as well. Both ways you have the same outcome, it just depends on who can’t hold up their p

"En. Let's go inside. " "Okay.." He keep looking around because the place is to shabby. They entered the small wooden house but no one inside so They walk towards the exit door. By then, they entered the place where there's a lot of shining trees that planted as sign of the pathway. They are shining because of the very small light bulbs that is hanging in every branches. The stone pathway lead them to the area where there were a lot of dim lights on the ground. The table in the center and the small cottages in every corner.

"Elara, there are five billion people here who don't know how to hunt a Reaper or how to farm shadow-wheat. They’re going to starve if we don't help them." I looked at Silas. I looked at the five billion confused faces. And then I looked at the horizon. The "Source-Born" orb was drifting toward the north, and as it moved, it was leaving a trail of **New Life**. Trees were growing where there was only grey dust. Rivers of liquid starlight were carving paths through the wasteland. But as I watched the orb, I saw a flicker of black in the trail of light. A shadow. Not Silas’s shadow. Not the First Shadow’s shadow.

Anya’s voice came from behind him, gentle but firm. She stepped beside him, her white robe rippling in the wind. Orion didn’t turn. His eyes remained on the horizon. “Zha’mar,” he said flatly. Anya stayed silent for a moment, staring at the western sky beginning to glow red. The light was strange, a pulsating surge of aura in a pattern, like the breath of a giant creature. “That’s not an ordinary storm,” she whispered. “I recognize that pulse.” Orion nodded, his expression tense. “Duskar blood. I felt it once before, when Valerius still ruled.”

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

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.

“She is not here. Paul said she never arrived this morning.” Gabriel turned around slowly. He placed his katakana over his shoulder. He only wore it when he knew he was drawing blood. “Summon the Black Horde! I want her found. NOW!” The thought invaded Alek’s mind again and carried with it the anger of his master. “Right away my lord,” Alek disappeared into the darkness as though Gabriel, himself, was chasing him.

He couldn't help but smile at the thought that he had at least four more Divine Luck Cards in his inventory. Yu Liang hoped that six chances of being OCC would be enough to help him straighten out this world, if he used more than that it would be a shame, after all, this is still the starting level of Dark BL.

Atop my head, a crown appeared to be forged from the very essence of The Darkness itself, its twisted, nightmarish beauty seemed to draw the light out of the air around me. My silver tresses cascaded down my back in sleek, pin-straight folds, framing my face with icy elegance. My makeup was a deliberate, dramatic statement, a rich, dark smokey eye, bold winged liner, and a deep, mysterious black lipstick. In my hand, I grasped a staff of dark, polished wood, its tip crowned with a globe of black obsidian that seemed to absorb the light around it. The orb was wreathed in flickering black flames, their eerie, dancing light casting an otherworldly glow across the surrounding space. It seemed to