Dark Souls Audiobook Novels & Stories

I only drank a sip from my cup, when I look at her face, it was like she froze. "What's happening?" - I want to ask her, but my body starts to shake, the cup falls to the floor and breaks, and I'm just shaking while my body starts floating through the roof, towards the dark blue sky. And just like before, it's dark again. I hear a long sigh, then a whisper: "You have to kill him this...". But the voice fades, and I desperately try to say something, anything but I can't. And slowly, I feel my eyelids closing... ~~~~~~~~~~~

The old man shrieked once before he turned around and ran in a flurry. Darksoul Kayson said casually, “Aren’t you trying to destroy me? Why are you running away now?” Darksoul Kayson suddenly let out a soft shout that emitted a mind soundwave into the surrounding area. The soul old man’s face instantly turned ghastly pale, and he fell from the sky.

The old man shrieked once before he turned around and ran in a flurry. Darksoul Kayson said casually, “Aren’t you trying to destroy me? Why are you running away now?” Darksoul Kayson suddenly let out a soft shout that emitted a mind soundwave into the surrounding area. The soul old man’s face instantly turned ghastly pale, and he fell from the sky.

She’s just waiting. I didn’t answer her question but looking away from her gave her the hint that I am truly wondering. I heard her chuckle. The sound of her voice echoed through my head. I couldn’t believe it. Her chuckles produced vibrations that crawled into my skin. “Might be surprising to see someone as ready as me when it comes to death…” she trailed off. I craned my neck to see her. She wasn’t breaking her eyes off the sky. “I have no regrets,” she breathed.

' A soft laugh met him as darkness fell, plunging him into dreams that Dali couldn't have painted better. A long passage spanned before him. The rocks twisted and distorted as if the world was turning and warping them in its wake. Bloody vortexes stained the brown rock, drawing in strange insects that made the most poisonous on earth look tame. A heady fog rose and fell beneath his feet as he walked instinctively. Drawn deeper into the twisting tunnels, the light behind him became fainter as he was swallowed in the pitch black. 'Keep moving, mortal...' The voice came from nowhere and everywhere. It was guttural and echoed from the rocks and stones. It was threatening...yet oddly soothing. It

Rather two, first, to help the pack and second, to be by the side of his companion who had been more receptive than he thought. He pressed his head tighter. It was starting to hurt a lot, maybe because of the bad nights. "Alisha," Dylan called out to her. She barely heard him taking the other one without being able to contain the pain that became stronger and stronger. -Alisha, hey what's up- "My head," he said with difficulty. It is killing me. The noise is killing me. The wolf made him nervous. Dealing with sick people was not nearly his specialty. And noise, to which he was referring, his hearing developed did not pick up more than usual.

It was the sound of a soul being flayed. **<< Ah, Leo. >>** Dominic Rossi’s smooth, venomous voice purred over the same speakers, layered over Silas’s tortured sounds. **<< You made such good time. Welcome to my home. I see you brought… guests. Including my wandering tech. How… resourceful. >>**

GRACE'S POV APRIL 12th, 2013 There was a sound. It came first as a distant ringing, sharp and persistent, like something fighting to pull me back from wherever I had fallen. It cut through the quiet darkness, growing louder, closer, more insistent. “Grace?” “Grace!”

"Son, listen to what Aurora has to say and believe that she had no other choice, just listen and you will know who wants to end you, besides being a Salvatore, he is also a caolin. Delmom, crying without understanding anything, was about to lose his father and when he saw him leave, he felt for the first time the fury of an evil werewolf and promised his father that he would kill the one responsible for the misfortune in his life. Solomon was glorifying in Felix's death and celebrating his reign, especially because he would be the owner of everything, including Aurora, as soon as he removed his son Delmom from the scene and everyone would surrender at his feet. "I need to get out of here and

The atmosphere crackled with dark energy, threatening to consume us. Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, resonating through the halls like a haunting melody. "So, you have come to challenge me, little lambs. How admirable." The voice belonged to Malachi Ravenswood, his presence materializing before us like a specter. He stood tall, his features twisted by a blend of malice and triumph. Gabriel squared his shoulders, his voice firm. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Ravenswood. We won't let you unleash the primordial force upon this world."