Dark Urge Kill Isobel Novels & Stories

I can feel the strength of the power that Isabel has unleashed and I am not sure if I am strong enough to fight it. I feel the power of darkness as they crawl to my skin. But I keep them at bay. Slowly I walked out of the shield, hearing Anya and DK shout my name but I knew how this nightmare would end. I let death take over my body just like how trapped I feel whenever they appear in my nightmare. As I slowly walked towards Isabel a smile appeared on her face. Every rogue wolf that I passed by dropped dead on the floor. “That’s right,” Isabel croons, “Come to me,” she says and I follow.

“He owed money to a rich basilisk. My father loved gambling at the Basilisk’s casinos. He gambled away all the pack’s money. Your pack was supposed to save us. And now we are ruined.” The wolves that were from Laura’s pack growled and howled. Kyle inched closer. If he kept Laura speaking and distracted, he might get closer to Isobel and to ripping apart Laura’s neck. His eyes met Isobel’s and he could see the fear in them. Not only did he see the fear, he could feel her emotions rush through him, and it killed him. Killed him that he hadn’t protected her like he should have. He tried to put on an air of confidence around him, to ease Isobel’s fear. “So I didn’t kill him. The Basilisk did,” h

This is fucked up. Isabel's eyes flashed with hatred. She picked up the gun and smirked victoriously. “You fucked up so I'm going to kill him and you will still sign your properties to me!” She erupted in anger while I laid helpless. She kicked me into a bad state. I didn't think she was strong. .. Tears were forming in my eyes. Was this how I failed my son and Keira? Just as Isabel's finger tightened around the trigger, ready to end Kelvin's life, a deafening gunshot echoed from outside.

"If you want to kill someone, kill me, I was the one who took everything from you, Isabella had nothing to do with that." "No" she screamed in desperation "you can't do that to her." I took advantage of Robert's attention being diverted to her by her scream and moved a little closer to her trying not to draw attention to myself. "I think this is going to be a lot of fun" he spit out without stopping smiling, how he wanted to wipe that disgusting grin off his face. "Whichever one of us dies tonight the other will suffer for it which makes it wonderful, but I think you will suffer much more watching her die."

the king demanded, his voice trembling. The guard stumbled forward, falling to his knees before the throne. He looked up, his eyes wide with terror. "It was not what we bargained for, sir. She...she..." "She what?" Seraphina yelled, impatiently. Her hand twitched towards the hilt of her sword, itching to draw it. The guard swallowed hard, his throat dry. "She's not human. She's a wolf, sir. A werewolf, your highness, and she...she killed everyone of us. I only managed to escape..."

“Lucas, what are we going to do?” “Nothing,” he says calmly, which only makes Eliza freak out even more. “If Jacob bit a human that belongs to me, I have every right to kill him.” “But you didn’t kill him! Your little witch-whore did, and you can’t take the—” “Enough,” Lucas booms, silencing Eliza and making me jump. “The VC will never believe a human was capable of killing a Council member. And they can’t know she’s a witch.”

Isabel covered her mouth with her hands. Gina turned unconscious in his arms and He flung her body on the floor roughly. Viso snarled at her before raising his hand at Daive for the gun. “No….” but Isabel’s scream broke his haze and He looked at her. She shook her head at him rapidly. She didn't want him to kill her, a woman. Isabel couldn't be able to see it. Viso blinked and twisted his neck, closing his eyes before He started walking towards her direction.

It’s almost like I’m connected to me in my dream. The moment the hand pulls me out of the water, my chest stings with an indescribable pain as I cough out water. . . and blood. I look up to face the stranger who pulled me out. Only his large hands are visible. “Th. . .” My voice is strained. “Thank you.” I finally manage to say. “It is my pleasure, dear ISOBEL!” My eyes widen as the menacing voice of my step brother slid in my ears along with a blinding demonic gleam oozing out of his eyes. The outline of his silhouette is midnight black yet I can still see him in the dark night.

Isabel without a second thought threw her victims across the room and within the blink of an eye, her canines were buried deep in Dylan’s neck, marking her imprint on him. Dylan, consumed with immense pain, grabbed onto Isabel’s leather jacket tightly, to prevent his legs from giving out. Just when he thought the torture wouldn’t end, her canines were replaced with her tongue delicately wiping off the blood from his skin. There was a glint of pride in her yellow orbs as she stared at her flawless imprint. “Mine” she declared in her alpha voice and vanished in a flash. The crowd stared at the spot where Isabel was previously standing in sheer horror. They’ve never seen anything like this befo

“Darkness isn’t so bad when you have someone to share it with.” We fell asleep like that — married, powerful, unbreakable. But the underworld never slept for long. At 2:47 a.m., my phone buzzed on the nightstand. An unknown number. I answered quietly, not wanting to wake Damien. A woman’s voice came through, smooth and familiar in the worst way. “Hello, Isabella. This is Valeria. You thought killing me would be that easy? I have friends in high places. And a son. He’s coming for you both. Sleep well, sister. The real war is just beginning.”