Dark Water Novelas e Histórias

The five-hundred-foot wall of black, bioluminescent water hung suspended over the island like the open jaws of a leviathan. The sheer mass of the ocean defying gravity drew all the oxygen from the air, replacing it with a freezing pressure that made the stone terraces crack and groan. Dominic’s massive midnight-black wolf lay pinned beneath the secondary wave of obsidian poison pulsing through his veins. His paws clawed uselessly at the shattered marble, a low, agonized hum vibrating in his chest. His magnificent gray eyes, usually burning with an invincible golden tyranny, were flickering.

" The book we read at Tisha's place. It said the warlock sealed the secret to killing Luke in silver and aquamarine. Daniel's necklace is silver and the W sign on it happens to be blue in color. Aquamarine is another color for blue." "I guess that makes sense." Tomiwa shrugged. "But still,we dont know where Luke is and your hunter friends are nowhere to be found." " I don't need them." Daniel frowned. " Not after what they did." "Look,Dan." Jake sighed. " I know what they did was wrong but in a way it turned out for good." "You're kidding,right?" Daniel snapped,glaring across the screen at his friend. " Jake,that's the last thing i expect from you."

Every earthy, oversexed inch of him absolutely repelled her and there was a certain deadly attraction to that amount of revulsion… Christophe moved with the grace of a prowling tiger. He had the face of a dark fallen angel and the stunning magnetism of a very physical male. She studied the dark planes of his impassive features, the clear golden eyes set beneath winged black eyebrows and the savagely high cheekbones which lent such fierce strength to his face. Her gaze glossed over the stubborn jut of a decidedly Greek nose and the wide perfection of his narrow mouth before hurriedly falling away.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Moreover, these streams of water were pitch-black, and they ceaselessly surged into the world and flowed down swiftly. Countless rays of light burst out from the hands of those dark experts in the Eternal Realm. Demonic light flashed and wrapped around them. The dark water seemed to be controlled and condensed into black water dragons that swam forward quickly. Every black water dragon contained intentions of despair, killing, madness, and resentment. Their power was evil and strange. The extremely dense dark power was simply the convergence of evil.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

Joseph asked Adam, and Adam smiled. "She is perfect. One of our best, I can't say the same for Luna Meadow; her wolf is like an enigma but keeps up. Her wolf is beautiful, by the way. Really. I was surprised when she shifted. A scarce shade of white with purple eyes. Never seen them before. I am still wondering how Tamar and Blake birthed her," Adam said, remembering his first reaction when he saw Nightshade during the training. Meadow did not come as often as the others because of her therapy session and training with Ethan, but the few times she had come, it was memorable because of her wolf's beauty.