Dark Spear Noblesse Novels & Stories

In the Gate of Living Death, the brilliance of the Linebreaker Overlord had been pushed to its extreme, its radiance rivaling the sun. The spear was engraved with dragons and phoenixes, its top sharp and lethal. The spear intent was raging wildly, leaving the battlefield a mess. Despite the lion’s ferocity, it had little chance against Andrius’ supreme spear intent. Moreover, Andrius’ spear left gashes on its tough hide deep enough to show its bone, creating a striking sight.

‘What’s so special about a sword’ Chevy says angrily. ‘Hey, you’re the one who brought Chevy into the team right, what’s so special about his sword’ Nara asked Natasha, ivory who heard their conversation also curiously listened. ‘That blade was made from his sister’s bone’ Natasha replied staring at indigo ‘it was his sister last request’. Alfred raises an eyebrow in surprise. ‘I would do the same thing if I were him’ ivory said ‘besides we know how healers can be, if it was another healer he would never save me’.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

The one whose name my people still cursed in their prayers. But my traitorous eyes refused. They drank him in greedily tracing the corded muscles of his arms visible even beneath the armour, the way his chest rose and fell with calm, controlled breaths, the faint scar that sliced through one dark brow. He was beautiful in the way storms are beautiful terrifying and mesmerising all at once. Soren Masuda was raw power wrapped in divine grace. A strange forbidden ache bloomed low in my belly. Shame followed instantly, hot and bitter on my tongue. Stop it, Evelise. He is not yours to look at.

he says in Italian, well this is going to be fun to deal with. “Let’s find a place more private for us to talk” I say to Marco, this isn’t going to work here, we need a better place. I’m not proud of things I do, sometimes work takes us to dark places, but sometimes the darkness wins, sometimes it’s even worse than depression, depression comes from within, sometimes, we don’t have any control over it. But tonight I gave in to darkness, tonight I’m the one who went to the dark side, there’s this way to get anyone to talk, whether they want to or not. He spit in my face, he cursed me, he refused to talk, but that only got on my dark side, that got my demons out, that got me thirsty for blood h

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

He began, his voice a low growl, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that gave me goosebumps. Before he could finish his sentence, I spoke up, my voice unwavering despite the adrenaline coursing through me. "I dare to defy anyone who thinks they can own or control me." The tension in the air was thick and very much evident, and our gazes locked in a battle of wills. The Dark lord's cheek was flushed with a deep red color where I had struck him, a stark contrast against his pale complexion. It was a slap that went beyond physical contact—a declaration that I would not be subdued.

His expression changed drastically, disbelief flashing in his eyes. "Impossible! How could this guy be stronger than me?!" Refusing to accept the truth, he snarled, "Hmph! A mere insect dares to compete with someone like me?" With a piercing glare, the man declared, "Behold my weapon—the Black Nether Dragon Spear! Die!" At his command, he gripped the Black Nether Dragon Spear and hurled it with incredible force. The spear pierced the air, breaking through the heavens with dazzling brilliance. The spear struck Chase square in the chest, penetrating clean through him in an instant.

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.

No one will have me but you. Zamiel advised, "Just be careful, okay? If you don't know how to ramp like a model, just walk straight." I gave a head nod. My necklace is made of diamonds. It is radiantly glowing. Even my earrings, which match my dress and 12-inch sandals, are made of diamonds. I appear more stylish. There's a knock on the door. When Zamiel appears suddenly calm, I turn to face him. He informed me once more, "I believe that is already the coordinator of this event."