Dark Rise Novels & Stories

My high is as elevated as a mountain in the Himalayas. ‘FREEZE. Kill yourselves!’ I yell loudly. Two bodies litter the earth by the time I get there. Their darkness ripe for picking. I’d never commanded so much from so far away before. But it worked. It worked! That should be all the snipers. Their darkness seeps into me and I shiver from the pleasure. Will this ever get old? Will I ever be satiated? A loud crash further down the way brings me back to attention. Drake. I take off in the direction of the crash, feeling four other dark auras around him. That’s it! They are DONE!

I'd love to make their life worse than hell. Aurora is mine and only I have a right to touch her, hurt her, make her cry and own her smile, although I doubt that she will ever smile because of me or for me until I force it out of her. She has awakened the monster which I never knew existed in me, her innocence makes me want to consume her soul and I will. I am no light but the darkness itself, and she will be consumed by darkness. "We need you tonight..." Mikhail declared, crashing my thoughts to see my Angel tonight.

"I seek the power of Azserroke, Demon of the Darkness. Bring to me my other half, my blood, my soul, my sister in the womb. I offer you the blood to seek my desire. I offer you the power of this soul." The words seemed very straight forward and simple. I didn't know how all this mumbo jumbo worked, but if it was supposed to be straight forward, that wasn't exactly how I would have put it. The blood from my hand dripped on the bottom point of the star. Mila's body went rigid. Her mouth lifted to the sky in a terrible scream that raised goosebumps to my skin. The circle and symbols within glowed an eerie green.

Ravaryn recited, each word echoing like thunder in the void: “When crimson rains and moonlight dies, The Dark shall walk where silence lies. The Child of Dusk shall choose the path, Between the Sun’s love and the Dark One’s wrath. But death must come to light once sworn, Before the God of Dreams is born.” Fenrak repeated it under his breath, the meaning crashing into him like a blade. “Oh gods…” He staggered back, dread crawling through his bones. “We were wrong. We were told wrong.” His voice cracked. “It… it wasn’t about AURA.” Ravaryn nodded slowly. “It was about the one who is coming.” —

asked Hadrian. James took a deep breath. “It also has records of the Dark Strife.” The three companions were confused. Mia asked. “What’s the Dark Strife?” James explained. “The Dark Strife is an event related to the Dark World. In the past, chaos broke out in the Dark World, affecting the entire universe. Ultimately, it led to the collapse of the universe. Only a few powerhouses were fortunate enough to escape death. The Holy Master of Nothingness and Dark Lotus Demonic Ancestral Master died in this turmoil.”

Her final curse lingers: *"You will *fade* without the storm-" The venom whispers back. *"But we will *live*."* --- **The Edge of Dawn** The city crumbles. We emerge onto a plain of silver grass, the sky streaked with the first true light I've seen in lifetimes. Eden sinks to his knees, laughing weakly. "Is it over?" The venom hums, softer now. *"No. But the game has changed."* A shadow flickers at the horizon-a wolf with stars in its fur, watching. Waiting.

Dread growled, his eyes blazing with deadly intent, “not before I’m satisfied that you were capable of such audacity.” Another brutal hit from Dread caused half of the palace to crumble, sending Ryker tumbling into the wreckage. He groaned, battered and broken, but his dark magic flared. The debris exploded around him as his power surged. He stood, his eyes now completely black, a torrent of darkness emanating from his body. “So it was you…” Ryker’s voice was low, twisted with madness as he locked eyes with Dread. “The reason she refuses to love me.” Ryker charged at Dread, his dark magic swirling around him like a tempest. But Dread didn’t move. Instead, a red aura surrounded him, soon mixi

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

"Beware the darkness that soon will rise." She got pissed, angrily she asked him. "What does that suppose to mean? Why don't you just tell me what do you want?" He smiled at her and spoke again. "The time will tell you and teach you everything about your future soon." Now he was getting upon her nerves. That's all he says, she can't understand a single word. She yelled at him. "What do you mean?" He didn't say anything for a minute then he replied. "Beware the darkness that soon will rise." With that he was gone in a flash. She initially cursed him. She looked around, she was all alone in a forest.

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.