Dark Pit Fanart Novels & Stories

She wondered in the hallway, there was no trace of Vlad. She stopped by huge painting, she couldn't understand what is it. For her it's just colors. "It's a blood!" She flinched, getting caught off-guard By Ivan, Vladimir's Brother. "What?" She frowned. She can't even imagine that a painting which is coloured with blood is hanging openly in this mansion. What kind of sadist people stays here. He chuckled mischievously. "Just kidding... It's painted by my father, he is such an artist... The only thing he is an expert in, except having affairs with multiple women at the same time."

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

The flickering flames threw restless light across the room, casting long, shifting silhouettes of the warriors standing like statues at the edges. At the far end, upon a throne carved from blackened oak and adorned with silver wolf motifs, sat Alpha Damian. His long, midnight hair framed a face of sharp angles and dark, unwavering eyes. The tailored black coat he wore blended seamlessly with the gloom, making him seem like part of the night itself—an immovable shadow made flesh.

Here is the beginning of me, you, and our beloved child Here is the beginning of a new round of great love for you my princess I promise I will never abandon you I promise I will never make you sad I swear that I love you more than anything or anyone in this wide world And that I will keep my little family with love until the day I lose my soul in it Telling you that you are the only ones who fill my eyes, and who make me love the days I live more It's bad to make me so real..too bad. In the end, they realized the reason why tattoos did not appear from the beginning is that they cannot transform.. their tattoos will appear if they are tattooed just like omega wolves

both tense while the rest of the staff leaves the place. “Dark…” Pit says when we are alone, he smiled at him and pointed to the chair in front of me, he walks slowly and sits down… “I-I'm sorry sir, he called out of nowhere and booked the VIP room, you never said that I couldn't…” I raise my hand to silence her and I look at Nisha, she's really a beautiful girl, her clear eyes fascinate me, her black hair highlights them and the innocence in her gaze catches me, she also has a nice body, no She's like the women I'm used to fucking, she doesn't look like Max's sexy and voluptuous body either, but she definitely has a beautiful body. Completely ignoring the fact that Pit is in front of me and

I don't know how many times he drew orgasms from me because it made me so exhausted that I was slumping in and out of the darkness. He hauled my body up as his rock hard body slammed against my back with the roughness. I gave up when he emptied himself inside me with the curse and pulled out, letting me fall on the bed like a lifeless doll. I thought it was over from tonight but he turned me around and hovered over me. My tired eyes fluttered open but it's hard to see him in the dark. He always comes in the darkness. My nightmare, Rafael Delgado!

Below it, two opposing forces met in a cataclysmic confrontation. I recognized the faces of the Lycan brothers, their ferocity unleashed, fighting with a primal hunger I hadn't witnessed before. And then, a moment that stole my breath—a massive, shadowy creature, its eyes burning with an infernal light, rising from the depths, casting a pall over everything. It was a being of pure malevolence, and my blood ran cold as I felt its gaze, even through the vision, pierce directly into my soul. The final image was of a colossal, ancient tree, its roots reaching deep into the earth, its branches stretching towards the heavens, yet its leaves were withered and black, as if cursed.

she continued, "Prince Derek's brother, the Dark Prince of Bloodshot is rumored to be marrying a witch." That got everyone's attention. Even mine. A witch? Derek's brother? My stomach tightened. One elder waved dismissively. "So what? Let him marry ten witches." Rasha immediately shook her head. "Don't be naïve." The room quieted. Rasha looked toward the Priestess. "The witches have been busy." The Priestess nodded. "Creating monsters." The council chamber grew silent. "As we speak," she continued, "an army of hybrid wolves marches toward Silverfang territory. I have seen it in my visions."

the view here is incredibly fascinating, but it can’t make my heart feel fine or neither amaze. “I think he is not really alone” a voice behind me “What makes you think he is not alone?” “You see Mr. Carter, there are a lot of stars and moon at the same galaxy where the sun is, it’s just that he is the brightest of all the stars and he shine on different time here on earth.” “Well he looks alone to me” “He is just too bright that it overpowers the other stars. Not because you cannot see it means they are not actually there.” “Well said, anyway what should I call you again?” I turn and face to the woman Andrea hires for me

which leads your progress to delay. I fully grasp that darkness can be compelling at times, but instead use extra care. Always be incredibly careful in the pitch dark because nobody really fully understands what comes back to haunt you there. There is really nothing more absolutely absurd in this known universe than having to search for your own rationality long when you have already destroyed it.