Darkest Disney Theories Novels & Stories

Women of all ages were lusting over him. "Daddy?" I frowned at how most of them call him. I shivered at the thought of calling him Daddy. Tss. I tilted my head before my thoughts went somewhere again. I only have limited time so I have to make the most of it. I kept on digging into his past. There were rumors and scandals about him. Most articles accuse him of being gay. He never had a relationship and was never seen with women sparking speculations about his sexuality. I frowned. Seriously? Vladimir? Gay? Who would even think that? I can't even seem to put those two words together!

I didn't notice when the trembling finally stopped and I just sat there waiting for someone to come. I imagined myself falling into that bottomless pit I always dreamed about, tumbling through darkness with no end in sight. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the universe always found a way to prove me wrong. It was like some cruel game, seeing how much pain one person could take before they finally broke completely. "What exactly can break Jude Laurent the most? How low can she get?" I mumbled to the empty room, my voice echoing off the destroyed walls.

"Is the tooth fairy going to exist next, sugar?" "Just be opened minded, Greyson," Indianna groaned. "It won't do us any harm." "But it will," Greyson snapped. "Because if we waste time looking into make believe Royal Families then that's less time we are spending freeing the men under Rogue's control to take him down! Sugar, we're on a rather tight schedule." Greyson rested his hands on Indianna's stomach and his eyes softened. "We can't afford to be distracted." "I know it sounds insane. Before I knew you werewolves were a thing of fairytales, Greyson," Indianna said gently. "This could be true."

Those were the highest in the hierarchy. Each werewolf was assigned to their work according to their tasks and work according to their power, the Omegas were those werewolves that couldn't shift and they were lesser in the pack, so Darkness had them trained to fight and protect themselves. Darkness was said to be a kind but cold ruler and his father was the former Alpha, while his mother was an Omega werewolf with a mysterious background. That was all Vanilla could get from Greta. She offered Greta a smile back. “I have always found it strange too, but that's just how I have been.”

But set against black fur, her eyes don't look like murky green swamp water, they almost glow to a jade. Mak and her team are out surveying The Darkness making sure it hasn't grown. Mak is always worried that she will come back with bad news, but in over 1,300 years The Darkness hasn't grown. Everyone knows about the prophecy, some screaming birds, a tree, fated mates returning, and the return of the royal family. Mak is always talking about some new theory of the prophecies coming true, but it never really concerned me. Everyone is taught the prophecy in primary school:

Isn't mating between vampires and werewolves now forbidden in both werewolf and vampire worlds "I'm not talking about the typical vampire and werewolf hybrid that we all know. I'm talking about werewolves that looked like they had some kind of gorilla genes and whatever in them to make them more monstrous! I've never seen one of these monsters myself. All that we worked with back then were descriptions from survivors like Owen and then later you. We never caught any alive or dead that we could observe. Since we didn't want to call them hybrids, the Council named them dark wolves simply because they only attack at night then but not anymore now..." "Yeah, sorcery was used to cause the eclipse

Robert answered. “What should I do then?” I heard a male voice. “Do you even know what you have done just now?” The girl questioned. “Did you leave me any other choice? Can you even imagine what will the condition of our ho yatel if they got angered?” The man said. “Why are you so scared of him?” She questioned. “He is Xavier Hunter, he can make us and our hotel vanish from the whole universe without even lifting his finger also. Top of that there is a reason behind my action right now,” the man said.

I said as I grip on his wrist. "Of course, you'll go with me..." Well, that's a relief. Or he's just sca-- "it's so dark there. I forgot to turn on the lights..." that's it, he's just scared. This kid is really scared of the dark. I'm glad I'm the one who's blind and not him. He would probably lose his sanity if he woke up seeing nothing but darkness.

"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?"

Shock jolted a dizzying bolt through his system. Jack stroked his chin and tried to regain his balance. The concept of predestined mates and dreaming of them was so…otherworldly. So weird. Not that he hadn’t grown up with the knowledge; he’d just never believed it. “None of us want to believe that there’s any truth to this malédiction. But facts is facts, yeah. It happens to every man in our line. And now, it’s your turn, with Morgan.”