Darker Than Black November 11 Novels & Stories

Maybe it's the strange symbols carved into the window frames, or the peculiar arrangement of the furniture that seems to form patterns on the floor. Or maybe it's the large, leather-bound book displayed on a wooden stand in the center of the desk, open to a page filled with handwritten text and diagrams of the night sky. I approach slowly, as if the book might snap shut on my fingers like a trap. The page shows a chart of celestial bodies, with a date circled in red ink: November 15, 2025. Less than a month from now. Next to the date, in my mother's precise handwriting: "Convergence. Blackwood returns. Find the girl."

Then, with purpose, I tossed it into the trash can. The sharp, hollow clink of metal hitting the bottom echoed through the quiet night. The wind brushed against me, its chill settling over my skin. I looked out over the night view, where even the dimmest stars held a faint trace of light. Then, I turned and stepped back inside, closing the door behind me. In that moment, I felt a stillness I had never known. Everything in the past had finally fallen with the stars into endless darkness. And ahead of me, there lay countless possibilities that I could explore one by one.

“A coven of witches known as the Dark Sisters. They don't play by the rules and specialize in black magic. They are dangerous and cunning. Usually, they work for people who pay them enough to hurt others. They are a menace, to say the least” “Did Mira have any encounters with them?” “A lot of times but they were no match for her” I nodded thoughtfully. I looked up, my eyes drawn to the night sky outside the library windows. My breath caught. The moon was pitch black. I have never seen anything like it. “What in the world is that?” Freya noticed. “It's a black moon. It signifies bad omen. It only appears when something bad is about to happen” I felt a knot in my stomach. Freya continued the t

Nathan put his point with the same seriousness. Dad chuckled again, and I frowned in confusion. Nathan also looked confused, but he kept his expression serious. “Your uncle is the midnight black wolf, Nathan. Do you know what it means?” Dad asked him with a teasing smile dancing on his lips. My mind raced when I remembered something that I read about special wolves once. The midnight black wolves are also the rarest ones, rarer than white wolves because…. I sucked in a breath and looked at Nathan with a complex gaze. He was still frowning in confusion.

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############

He would never recover from it. A loud roar sent a new wave of fear through the Omega. The scent of smoke was strong and was suddenly the only thing he could smell. Kyle's eyes widened, and he screamed when a wolf, way taller than it should be, reached its head toward them with its mouth wide open. Kyle watched in horror as the rogue on top of him had his head ripped off and eaten by the black monster dripping with blood. Black shadows surrounded them, and the most horrifying screams came from them. Heat, unlike anything the Omega had ever felt, radiated from the shadows, which somehow had a deep red glow from within.

Other than a few vehicles passing by occasionally, it was practically deserted. It was past midnight on a Friday—the best time for people to go clubbing and relieve their entire week's stress. "Unless it is a BDSM club," Kai repeated what he had said some time ago and glanced at his friend, his eyes twinkling like the stars. "Now, everything falls into place." Elise burst out laughing at his antics and her annoyance vanished momentarily. "You are fucking unbelievable." "I know. Thank you." Kai grinned and paused at the red signal, waiting for the seconds to count to zero.

I promise I'll find you again, Angel and you will be loved this time. I'll be better man for you. I promise! The darkness finally took over.

Ronan’s reasonable whisper was prompt ignored when it reached my ears where I was hunched over the frail woman, tracing my fingers over her arms in an effort to calm her. This was all my fault. I did this to her…me. Tiny black threads seeped in from the corners of her eyes, making the elite wolves who stood the closest gasp. Black arts. Did she have confessor powers too? No…no, that couldn't be. Confessor powers were bright white…black had to mean something else…something from The Darkness. “What on earth?” Laziel’s cold hiss came above me and a second later, a wide circle had cleared around us…the other wolves terrified of his rage.

Alex nods and they both fall into silence. Leonidas’s scent hit them both. Alexander turned to the kitchen. “He’s coming.” He turned back to November, “Since you are already in our territory, you have no worries about your safety, but I have to know who you truly are.” He straightened, “For my family’s protection I will find out.” Their heightened hearing sense caught Leonidas’s mutterings as he pushed November’s door open, “Why is it so damn dark?” Alexander reeled but he gave November a look and starts to move, the darkness eating him away until he was completely out of sight so quietly as if he’d never been there at all.