Dark Series Novels & Stories

We were talking about posting a reward on the darknet for information on the whereabouts of Haven and her brother, but we hadn’t made any decisions. This had been beyond the craziest fucking month of my life. I really couldn’t take any more surprises. I really needed just a nice, quiet Christmas, absolutely no surprises. I was going to talk to Beth about us having a small Christmas here, with our crew. Then going to see my mom in a few days. Derek came back into the waiting room and we sat down. “I’m real sorry to hear about Reba, I can’t imagine what you’re going through,” Derek said after a minute.

That's why no cores of darkness ability has been harvested even once so there's no way he can consumed one. So the fact that he have darkness ability after being reborn is mystery.

However, he never imagined that the Rank 7 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races would die just like that. It had to be known that his strength was still slightly weaker than this Rank 7 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races. In other words, if Lucas wanted to kill him, it'd be as easy as flipping his palm! Thinking of that, the War Organization's Leader, Dane, started feeling fear. ... Lucas asked the Leader of the War Organization, Dane, "Oh, by the way, do you know what kind of Dark Races this is?" Dane, the Leader of the War Organization, dared not to hide anything. He quickly said to Lucas, "That's the Heaven Shadowy Dark Races."

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

I say to him with an intense look as I hold his hand to my cheek. He gazes at me deeply with his enchanting blue eyes and I give him a smile of encouragement. “ I loved her- her name was Aurora, she was a witch priestess, one of the most powerful ones, she loved kids and we were planning on having a baby when 'the Darks' made their first threat. 'The Darks' consist of dark vampires, dark witches and rogues with other coerced species as minions. I didn't take their threat seriously, as it is normal for them to initiate conflict, because basically, it’s their purpose to exist, dark vampires chose to live without emotions, dark witches chose to practice dark magic and the rogues went against th

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

He asked, “Master, what will we find in the depths of the Dark World?” Wystan waved his hand slightly and said, “Your Holiness, call me by my name. You’re now the owner of Mount Nothingness. It’d be inappropriate for you to address me as such.” James smiled and asked once more, “What will we find in the depths of the Dark World?” Xosha said smilingly, “Actually, the depths of the Dark World are no different from our world. The only difference is that the Dark World is linked to all twelve universes. As such, its total surface area is equivalent to all twelve universes’ combined.”

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

His car jerked to a stop. The other vehicle, a dark SUV, blocked the street completely. Marcus could not drive forward or backward without ramming into something. His heart was pounding now. This was not random. This was deliberate. The driver's side door of the SUV opened and someone stepped out. Marcus squinted through his window, trying to see who it was. Then the person moved into the light from a nearby streetlamp and Marcus's blood ran cold. James. The police officer who had blackmailed him. The one who had threatened to expose Marcus's criminal past if he did not help spy on Anna.

♠️ ETHAN ♠️ The warehouse smelled like rust and damp concrete, old oil, and now, the sharp tang of blood. We’d dragged Brandon to one of Dre’s safe spots on the outskirts of the city—a forgotten industrial shell where screams didn’t echo far. He was tied to a metal chair in the center, wrists raw from the zip ties, head lolling from the punch I’d given him earlier. Dre flipped on the single hanging bulb, casting harsh shadows across Brandon’s face. He stirred, groaning, eyes fluttering open to the nightmare.