Dark Souls Novels & Stories

I added. @Death Wish

Behind her are Seyla, Rowan, and… Luca. Oh Gods. Kill me now. Every single one of them comes to a stop. Seyla’s eyes immediately lock onto my face. Rowan’s eyes immediately lock onto Callan. Luca’s eyes lock onto Callan. And ten feet behind Callan, whom I didn’t even notice before during my spiral, Fenrir. The massive direwolf stands several feet behind his bonded, black eyes silently watching. I swear the beast is the size of a horse. Silence falls. Then Rowan breaks it.

Somewhere beneath the floor, beneath the foundation of this estate, something vast that has been sleeping for longer than the building has existed turns its attention toward the surface. Kael is beside me now, fully, his shoulder against mine, his power — whatever the marking gave him, whatever bond-strength flows both directions now — rising to meet what is coming. "Fina." His voice is steady. "Whatever happens next." "I know." "Together." "Always." The circle blazes white-gold. Darius's body convulses — not him fighting, something else stretching inside skin too small to hold it. His mouth opens and the sound that comes out belongs to nothing human and nothing wolf and nothing I have ever

The duo was utterly amazed at the decision of Dankein and the choice of the dead body. “But you know that we can’t reside in the human world like Dark Souls. We need to blend in. And for that, we need human bodies. Now, as far as I am concerned, I have this human Timothy's body. You too need a human body, Nexus.” Silvan tried hard to convince Nexus for using the dead body provided by Dankein although he was not convinced with that bizarre choice.

“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

Three dark souls were launching an attack on Diana who had just decapitated one soul by striking it hard across its skull, knocking it out of place. The skull was still flailing in the air when the three souls lashed out at her and Diana went on to leap in the air, evading them and met with the skull which she struck with her foot, a deadly drop kick that propelled the skull back to the ground, exploding under the souls and blowing them into dust. The horde pressed on, this time trapping the two speedsters in the middle, leaving Carol and Diana with only one other tactic. Standing with one's back to the other, Diana began to charge at the souls, hitting them w

' 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

Outside the formation, the 16 ghost banners roared in the air as if blown by a strong wind. "Eh?" The girl with the neat fringe was confused, and she tried to listen closely. "My heart won't be defeated by your trivial tricks!" "The Dark Souls Overcast Formation, killing hundreds of people in formation, killing thousands of people to refine the spirits. Yet, when I was fourteen, I killed more than 100,000 people!" "Demons and monsters could never destroy my heart! Just break already!" "The Firmanent's Ghoul-Locker Spear!" Caspian let out a long roar, and a ghostly light burst out from the Ghoul-Locker Spear in his hand. Then, the light instantly formed the sha

Darksoul Kayson looked thrilled as he exclaimed, “It feels great!” His darksoul absorbed some steel power from the Titanium Technique and was unimaginably strong and resilient! Darksoul Kayson flashed forward and held one of the energy swords directly before fighting another energy sword with his sword. The energy swords erupted; before long, they all turned into black and white fog. When all of them disappeared, Adalon, who was in the shield, snapped his eyes open—they were crimson red. “Blergh!” He coughed blood abruptly as he supported his body with both his hands and heaved.

“Boss, everything is ready.” Ivan nodded, and the group began to move away. Jennifer saw such a scene for the first time, black cars like powerful night leopards moving in rows, armed with top-notch guns and ammunition. So this is the power and power of the underworld? Jennifer looked around excitedly, she felt very proud to follow Ivan. “This car is nice.” Will smiled, he was in the driver's seat, beside Kate. The back seats are Ivan and Jennifer. “Not only is it beautiful, but it is also bulletproof.”