Dark Verse Series In Order Novels & Stories

He wasn’t always the perfect father, but I never expected him to do this. “You can’t do this!” I hiss pushing up from my chair while slamming my fists down on his desk, but it does nothing but cause my hand to throb with pain. He doesn’t see me, doesn’t care. “Don’t worry, Vance. I’ll take good care of her … I mean … I’ll break her in gently,” Dante says darkly to my father. It’s like looking at a shark and expecting it not to bite you. The only difference is this man isn’t just going to bite me, he’s going to devour me, slowly, piece by piece.

The artifact began to crack and pulse erratically, its energy becoming unstable. "No!" Viktor screamed, trying to regain control of the artifact. But it was too late. The Heart of Darkness shattered, releasing a massive burst of dark energy that engulfed Viktor. Marinetta and Harley shielded their eyes from the blinding light. When it faded, Viktor was gone, consumed by the very power he sought to control. --- With Viktor defeated and the Heart of Darkness destroyed, the remaining vampires fled, their morale shattered. The werewolves emerged victorious, though battered and exhausted.

**“Sentiment is weakness. You’ll learn.” You step forward, the dagger raised. “Let. Him. Go.” **“Or what?”** She drifts closer, her hollow eyes inches from yours. **“You’ll stab the dark? Cut what has no flesh?”** “No.” You pivot, plunging the dagger into the altar’s skeleton instead. The cavern erupts. Bones shatter. The dagger’s blade glows crimson, drinking in the ancient bloodstains. The ground heaves, the walls screaming as the runes ignite—not blue, but black, devouring the light. The Priestess wails, her form unraveling.

But then, the fog parted, and a new scene unfolded before me. I stood in the center of a dark forest, the moon hanging low and ominous in the sky. And there, at my feet, lay Seraphina’s lifeless body. Her pale skin was ghostly in the moonlight, her eyes wide open, staring into nothingness. Blood stained the earth beneath her and in my hand... I held the final key. Selene’s voice echoed in my mind, soft yet chilling. "This is your future, Draven. This is what awaits you if you continue down this path."

So why am I freaking out so much? Letting out a breath, I get into bed and move under the covers. I can’t hear the vampires anymore, but I can still feel their energy coming from the first floor. Needing to do something, I grab my phone and open my Kindle app, reading two chapters of a small-town romance before Lucas comes back into the room. “They’re gone,” he says and leaves the door open behind him. “Good. Do you have to carry out orders and kill me now?” “You heard?”

Pain erupted in her veins, cold and searing, as whispers filled her mind—promises of power, warnings of doom. A scream tore from her throat. Ryker grunted beside her, muscles straining as the darkness burrowed deeper. The altar pulsed, and the chamber trembled. Shadows wrapped tighter until Selene’s vision blurred. Then, silence. She gasped, knees hitting the ground as the darkness settled. Black veins snaked up her arms, pulsing faintly before fading beneath her skin. Ryker knelt beside her, breathing hard. A power—ancient and vile—simmered beneath her flesh.

she said He sat up and looked away from her "There are so many things you probably won't understand" he said "Then let me in. Let me into your world" she said as she sat up beside him "My world is dark and you can't get in!" He yelled as he turned to face her "Then let me be your light. Let me bring you out of this darkness that is hovering all over you" she cried as she placed her hands on his shoulders "Light and darkness aren't supposed to meet," he said sadly as he lowered his head to touch hers

Centuries have passed and that girl, even when it's tough for me to concede, is probably dead. Thus, another girl, a grown-up lady is always appearing. This dilemma has been present for ever since year 2018 started, goddamn it! I paved my way through the Italian bar. The entrance was covered with beautiful and pink flowers with the neon letters La Fleur. You wouldn't expect that inside it was a bar full of monsters doing drugs, sex, and feeding on people. I saw a familiar man coming out of the counter and making his way to me. I grinned at him and nodded, letting my red pupil show – a way to greet your co-vampires. He did the same too.

So I think we can move from there to a deeper feeling. Christina, the one and only lady of my heart, I know as well that your heart beat faster when you were with me. I'm a vampire, I have acute senses, so you can't hide something like that from me. If this is not a sign that you have at least similar feelings towards me, then you can stab a stake straight into my heart, cut off my head and burn my body to ashes so that I will never rise again. Because if I can't love and adore you for eternity, my life will be completely meaningless. I have been alone for so long that for me rejection equals death. Forgive me for writing such things, and if it sounds like blackmail, but I write everything h

Christophe whispered in a black velvet undertone, his breath fanning her cheek, burnished golden eyes scanning glazed amethyst. “Chris...” She trembled against him. “Tell me…” His dark head lowered and his carnal mouth found an incredibly sensitive spot below one small ear, sending shivers of hot, burning need running through her. “Don’t stop!” Lara didn’t recognize the desperate edge in her own voice. And suddenly, she was free. Christophe lounged back against the pillows and watched her with hooded, calculating, dark-as-night eyes. Wildly disorientated, Lara stared back, not understanding anything but the painful ache of her own hotly aroused body.