Dark Souls Story Novels & Stories

Elika once again bit her bottom lip, attempting to find something to say; or ask. She spoke with hesitation, fearful of how the feral immortal would react when she voiced her questions. “Erm ... How did you and Darkous meet?” “Well that story, little girl; is one I will never forget. I was stranded on an uncharted dimension, living off animals; as well as living with the dirty fools. I had been living there for centuries. All of a sudden, I heard a loud bang; causing the whole pack to scatter. I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there.” He paused, the memory of how they met still fresh in his mind. The princess slowly slid down the wall, crossing her legs beneath her as she listened to

From a tattered catcher, at least a tuft of wool. Before dinner, Aiden came to see me. There was a shadow of sadness on his face. As I expected, after a sharp improvement in his mother's health, a rollback began. I could throw the whole truth at him right now and offer to destroy the rest of the artifact together in order to save the woman dear to his heart. But I had absolutely no confidence that he would choose the right path, and not hand me over to daddy. Caleb Air. I wonder how he sleeps at night? He knows perfectly well what exactly kills the mother of his children. Knows and does nothing. They justify their inaction with duty, and they call the murder of girls justice. The dark ones h

demon:- since your lap is too comfortable, why don't I tell you my story, I was like you but I was small around 7 years old, my family have a cafe, it was nice but my father start his company and he got success and got married to rich business women, and he forgets all about us, I know my mother suffered, she was ill and died, I thought he going to come and see her, but he doesn't even know she is death, I was ill-treated by other, I saw true hell and betrayal, but he invited me to live with him, I was happy and I taught of forgetting all his sins, but when I go there, there were women, her second wife who miss treat me and she even tried to kill me, and I live in a big apartment all alone u

Special Chapter 30: Stories of Old from The Dark Forest of Aubrianne Every night after supper, Damien Wolfsbane would tell Dorin about tales long gone. These are the stories he told him. First Evening As the night got deeper and the food around the fire was consumed, Damien Wolfsbane would ease himself on one of the thick furs scattered in the burrow’s floor and stretch out his long legs. When he is comfortable with the two kits side by side, one curled next to the other, he would give a deep sigh and tell a story...

Rey answered; he also told about the conversation earlier. Keysha laughed at Rey's story. "That old man, already close to death, is still chasing treasure," said Keysha. He shook his head, unable to stop thinking about Rendi's thoughts. "Yeah, I also didn't expect Rendi to have the heart to kill my parents; even though their friendship was like that of brothers, my late father really believed in Rendi; even the business he's managing now also contributed to my father's services." Rey was right. I really did not expect that matters of treasure in the world could change human attitudes to be so vicious. I never remember the services of Rey's parents so far."You are right." Rey, even my own fat

Figures cloaked in shadow emerged, chanting in a language older than time. Sarah stepped forward, the bloodstone blazing. “This ends now.” A sudden explosion of light erupted from her palm, sending the shadows reeling. But from the darkness, a voice called out soft, chilling, familiar. “Sarah... you cannot escape your fate.” Her blood ran cold. In the days that followed, the city seemed to hold its breath. The Hollow’s tendrils spread, infecting the dreams of innocents, twisting reality. Sarah found herself haunted by visions fragments of the first priestess’s life, the Hollow’s origin, and a chilling revelation, the monster was once human, corrupted by a forbidden love and betrayal.

It was almost seven am before we had finally got everything completed. I let out a sigh of relief and felt so pleased with my effort. At least I would be out of trouble for now. I made my way back to the kitchen when I felt someone's presence. Looking up at the door I froze. Then came the smack. Falling to the ground, I shielded myself from his blows. It was pointless to plead and beg for him to stop as that would make him angrier and I would be even more punished. He hated me and wanted me dead. I knew it. Death was very much welcome right now. I blacked out at some point through the pain. My wolf was nowhere. I was alone in this world.

“He more than earned it, and he’ll work even harder on the next rising.” He betrayed Aleksei, tried to take his lifemate. There is more to that story than meets the eye. Aleksei is happy. We can ask questions later. The important thing is, I need this man to help me keep Darkness from destroying my lifemate from the inside out. Damonq pushed memories of the battle and everything that had transpired after, including how Gary had come to his aid, into the minds of the three ancients.

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b

HE smiles as HE told him the old tale of HIS very first creation and where everything of this game and dread started. “Each world that He created by which owns the shard souls and reflection of the original with the representation of the seven sins. He made it all to understand the choice that I made and to feel the emotion that I wasn’t able to make Him understand. Each word has its corresponding emotion that is opposite to the sin they bear as your world is the special one.” Remembering something, yet more than claiming it as a tale and legend of their world, he smirks as he confidently replies.