Dark Sans Novels & Stories

His face remained calm even while the others panicked around him. His name was Dark. Unlike Jace, Dark rarely showed emotion. He always looked cold and quiet, like somebody carrying too many secrets. Jace turned toward him angrily. “Dark, you knew this could happen,” he said. “So why did you allow it?” Dark remained silent for a few seconds. Rain started falling softly outside the house, tapping against the roof. Finally, he spoke. “You think shouting will fix anything?” His calm voice only made Jace angrier. “At least I care enough to react!” Jace snapped.

"Aurora, the world isn't beautiful like you... If you keep taking shit then they are going to exploit you even more so be a woman and make them realise that you are not an easy target... I love to make the life of people hell whom I don't like..." Aurora was about to say something but then she noticed Damon coming towards them. He walked like a boss and his aura held the same power as Rafael. All black and dark. He wore his shades as he stepped out in the sun. Mira's face turned mad as soon as she saw him. Aurora was expecting Damon to say something but he just ignored them and walked passed by. But he stepped a few steps away from them and turned back suspiciously. He slowly removed his sha

After hearing Renea’s words the salesperson immediately became unhappy. She squinted at Renea, looking at her ordinary, ‘can’t be more ordinary’ clothes, even more disdainfully. “Mr. Kingston, this design of Dark is full of youthful utility. This color is not an orthodox pure place, but it’s a deep dark green. Also, the chain of the suit is not one used as a fake decoration, but it was made of pure gold. The salesperson will show the youthful and energetic theme of this suit and explain it carefully.

"We need to move. Now." The battle erupted like a storm. Zane and his wolves descended upon the clearing outside the cave with terrifying speed and precision. The Dark Wolves were massive, their black fur shimmering like oil in the moonlight, their eyes glowing a sickly yellow. At the center of it all stood Zane, his presence radiating power and menace. He was a towering figure, his human form almost as intimidating as his wolf form. His silver eyes locked onto Kaelan with a predatory gleam, a cruel smile curling his lips.

With the information that Sapphire had gathered on the Dark Wolves, they aimed to find her clothing that would help her blend in. The outfits were primarily black and more modest than what the Bloody Sapphire preferred. While the Bloody Sapphire insisted she showcase her legs, regardless of the weather, the Dark Wolves prioritized practicality. Her wardrobe now consisted mostly of black jeans or pants, turtlenecks, and thermals, complemented by a long, dark grey wool coat. There was nothing vibrant to draw attention.

The sex was glorious and definitely something she wanted to try again. Then guilt hit her like a fist to the chest. She was forgetting her situation, something that seemed to be happening more and more frequently as the days passed. Her mother must be frantic, devastated, sick with worry over her daughter's disappearance. Shaun needed to concentrate on getting a message to Fatima, not daydreaming about her mobster fiance. "I'm sorry," she murmured to Dasha. "My mind was drifting, what were you saying?" Dasha gave her a sharp look. "I was saying that I think the colour scheme should be gold and black. Classic with a twist. We don't want white or silver because obviously we want to save those

“All five of us. Together. For one day. We will observe. We will feel. We will understand. And then we will prove you wrong. Will demonstrate that existence is terrible. Will show that nothing is superior. Will convince Dawn and Dusk to return. Will restore unity. Will end this corruption. One day. That is our offer. That is our compromise. That is our final attempt before we erase everything. Accept or we end this now.” “We accept,” I said. “One day. All five of you. Complete experience. Honest observation. True understanding. Then you choose. That is fair. That is acceptable. That is sufficient.” The five Darks began to transform. To shrink. To become manageable. They took forms that allow

They orbited towards Dain, so thick and dense that after a few seconds, all I could see were the starry expanse of his eyes, and the whiteness of his teeth. “Darkness, capital ‘D,’ and darkness, lowercase, are two very different things.” He explained, not at all fazed by my mistake. A flutter began low in my stomach as I settled into the armchair, nestling in the blanket that smelled strongly of Dain. How easy it felt sitting here with him. So easy that it wouldn’t be hard to picture this as my room, his bed as our bed. I shook the tempting thoughts from my head, covering my torment with curiosity. “The Darkness and the White Bull are one in the same, manifestations of the purest form of evi

Once a person which in this case was Mane, activated The Dark Times, whichever skill they were using – as long as it wasn’t of the darkness attribute – will have its true effects hidden. However, the main purpose of The Dark Times was to augment darkness attributed skills, and this case, Absolute Darkness. When used with a darkness attributed skill, The Dark Times increased the skill’s range. So when Mane activated The Dark Times, Absolute Darkness which had a time limit of just 2.5 seconds experienced an increase of a single second, moving its skill time limit of 2.5 seconds to 3.5 seconds. It seemed minute, but it was this one second that caught Camila and Nasir off guard and led to Nasir’

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.