Dark Souls Fanfic Novels & Stories

Talis’s POV The moon’s cold kiss grazes my bare knees as they sink into the damp earth, my heart pounding like a war drum in my chest. I’m kneeling in a forest clearing, surrounded by the Blackshaw pack, my new mate’s piercing iceblue eyes pinning me from across the circle. Dayne Blackshaw, my stepbrother and the ruthless alpha I’m now bound to, watches me with a hunger that makes my wolf stir, a forbidden spark igniting where fear and fury collide.

The Daughter lunged at Kael, her claws aiming for his heart. “His blood is mine!” she hissed. Aria tackled her, their bodies crashing into the dirt. Her crimson claws burned, searing the Daughter’s fur. She screamed, retreating, but her eyes gleamed with malice. “You can’t save him.” The shadow loomed closer, its voice shaking the ground. “The Abyss is eternal. His blood will open it.” Aria’s heart raced, a vision hitting her Kael, bound in crimson chains, his mark consuming him as the shadow rose stronger.

It was no wonder the police could never find any clues about the murderer. Master Sandford’s darksoul descended gradually and conjured a dagger in his palm that he used to stab at Kayson’s head! Meanwhile, Kayson projected his darksoul. His darksoul stretched out his hand and clutched Master Sandford’s wrist. Master Sandford’s expression changed drastically with fear. “Y-You have a darksoul too!?” Darksoul Kayson smiled nonchalantly. “Why do you think that you’re the only one of your kind?”

"Finding our young and not just our own, but those of all supernatural beings, breeding them together, then turning them against their own. Raising them to hate themselves for being born, who they were always meant to be. Mate bonds for supernatural kinds are our souls finding those who complete us, much like what you call falling in love. But our love is built into our DNA, waiting for it to click into place, where you get to find the one that you chose.” The Nullifier's face paled as the truth of Maya's words resonated within him. Through her enhanced perception, she could see the moment when his carefully constructed worldview began to fracture—denial giving way to horrified understanding

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The chance to be what we were always meant to be. Mates. Partners. Whole. I looked at the moon. Full now. Bright. "One more day," I said to the night. Then I went to prepare. Rhiannon's POV I dreamed of smoke and silver. Of dissolving into mist and reforming. Of flying through stone walls. Of finding Soren in a dark cell and wrapping him in silver smoke and carrying him home. Of Darius fighting beside me. Always there. Always steady. Of making it home. All of us.

Keysha asked, "Why should I be angry with you, Dimas? Keysha asked again, confused. Maybe you are disappointed in me because I have feelings for Alena. Because we are good friends, aren't my feelings Key's fault? Dimas asked while lowering his face wearily. Keysha smiled and patted Dimas's shoulder lightly. "I'm not angry at all; I want us to be friends. If you really fall in love with Alena, what else can you do? Your feelings are not wrong, Dimas. You and Alena are both still alone; you don't have a partner yet, so it doesn't matter as long as you promise that you will always take care of Alena, and you promise you will not disappoint Alena. I will be the first to agree with your relations

Elena closed her eyes, her mind slipping down into the dark currents of the unconscious realm. Suddenly, the fated-mate bond flared with a sharp, agonizing heat. Because their souls were fused across eternity, her mind was pulled into the currents of Marcus’s deepest, most terrifying nightmare. She opened her eyes inside the dream. The world was a chaotic vortex of silver arena spikes and bleeding stone. She was standing in the center of the grey sand, baby Silas clutched tightly in her arms. Across the circle, Marcus stood in his monstrous, eight-foot-tall midnight-black wolf form. His eyes were two plates of rabid crimson light. He did not look at her with love. He looked at her with the a

Cassian slowly inserts his thing inside Adrian. Then he started fucking him, hard and fast, while sucking on Adrian's nipples. The bond wrapped around them like liquid gold and crimson light. And as the storm raged beyond the windows, they chose each other again [Soul Bond Synchronization: 100% - DEEPENED] [Bond Status: UNBREAKABLE - Level 2] [New Ability: Soul Fusion - Temporary merging into single entity] [Timeline Resistance: MAXIMUM] They clung to each other as the bond settled into this new depth, both overwhelmed by the intensity.

Years of finding ways to escape to his beloved gardens at Gran's had taught him that. And yes, Doll acknowledged he had trauma and nightmarish memories he'd have to face in other moments. The nameless no-fur who had taken on that burden was gone and could finally rest. But right now, he would devote his energy, his thoughts, and his body to what was right in front of him. His Innehavre. His Soot-walker. His Hades. And the joy of driving him mad. "Then I will earn my punishment." Doll giggled as he moved from where he was teasing Hades's ear to kissing down his furless chest. "I want to know what you're feeling, my sweet devil."