Dark Queen Of Apocalypse Novels & Stories

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

I choked out, my fingers searching for the obsidian pendant. From the wreckage of the glass behind us, a low, subsonic growl began to build. It wasn’t the sound of a wounded man. It was the sound of the earth breaking open. A white light began to glow from beneath the shards, growing brighter and hotter until the very air began to sing with the frequency of the stars. The Apex was rising, and this time, he wasn’t bringing mercy. He was bringing the end of the Monet line.

Amelia says, her interest clearly piqued. “You see, my animai is Isolde Laurier, intended High Priestess of the makkari,” I announce confidently. Black Thunder to my right, has his eyes blowing wide in astonishment, but Chris snarls and immediately moves Mei behind him, “What the fuck did you just say?” “Chris! Stand down!” Amelia shouts, her turquoise eyes glowing and an intense energy coming over the room. He looks at her incredulously, “Did you not hear what she said?”

From the darkness below, a figure emerged—a being of pure shadow and flame, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. I gasped, my blood running cold. “What is that?” Darius’s smile was cruel as he watched my reaction. “This, Sera, is our ultimate weapon. A creature forged from the darkest depths of the Abyss, bound to the Apocalypse Key. It’s a being of immense power, beyond anything you or your precious artifact could hope to control.” I stared at the creature, my mind reeling. It was like nothing I had ever seen—its form constantly shifting, flames licking at its shadowy body as it moved with an unnatural grace.

Only now did I feel the shock of those three hammer strikes, still traveling up from my wrist to the base of my skull. "Found it." Jake pulled a folder out of the bottom drawer. A gold-embossed snake on the cover, thick as a novel. He set it on the table and opened it. There were seven files inside, each cover stamped with a code, a name, a photo. The first one was mine. S01-001 / Denielle Chase. Season 1's final survivor. Co-founder of Ouroboros Media. Season 7 identity: technical engineer. A line in red in the notes field — "Memory wiped. This season's only unwitting participant."

I removed my face from her palm and nodded. 'My name is Julia Peters. The founder of the group, Hunters'. 'I thought It was a company'. 'It is. And it is not'. 'Oh'. 'It is every thing. To a factory, industry, company, Everything'. 'Oh'. 'Come with me'. She led me deeper into her office and opened a door. You'd think it's a normal room but no, it's full of everything to weapons, machineries,bunks, Tents, Sleeping bags, Sleeping pads, Camping pillows, lamps, flashlights, Camp chairs, Camp tables, Lantern, etc.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Esmeray was trapped inside a coffin. "Help! Help! I can't breathe in here!", she screamed. But nobody dared to open the coffin. Afterall, they didn't want to go against the Lore king, as she was his sacrificial bride. If there weren't any holes in tue coffin, she would have been dead, long gone. Finally they arrived at the palace of Maleficium. The Lore king was sitting on his chair, with legs crossed and waiting for his sacrificial bride. The people left the coffin there and rushed out, as soon as they were done. If they had looked into his eyes, they would have turned to stone. The Lore king came slowly to the coffin and opened it. Esmeray took in a deep breath, she was finally able to bre

Some had already had their hands on their weapons. Right next to Emilia, Dustin whispered, "Em, you have to think about the whole team... What if he suddenly..." "Shut up." I glared at him. Dustin flinched and stepped back behind Emilia. Emilia took a deep breath. "I'm giving you a choice. Either you leave now, or…" Her hand moved to the knife at her hip. "Or I assist you." Assist me to die. I stared at her hand gripping the knife. That hand was the same one that had once held mine as we strolled through the military academy. It had once clung to me tightly on the first night of the apocalypse, refusing to let go.