Darkest Heroes Novels & Stories

she agreed and I watched her swiftly make her way through the rowdy crowd with her fiercely sharp blades cutting through the throats of the beastly wolves and our mists still terrorizing the evil beasts in the background. As soon as I started to run back towards the pack house as reinforcements had started to arrive, a familiar voice cut through the battle cries and howls, “Retreating already, Jax ?” the taunting voice said. I turned around wide eyed as I watched my greatest arch enemy stand right in front of me smirking. “Czar !” I exclaimed in shock. Czar was the most dangerous Dark Royal Dragon known in the underworld and the fucker was as slippery as an eel.

He didn’t even try. Years became distant memories the moment she showed up. My lips curved into a faint, humorless smile. Fine… If he could discard me that easily, then I would show him exactly what it feels like to lose something that matters. I cleaned the blade carefully, my mind a roller coaster of emotions. There was only one person who would understand. One person who hated Cassius enough to help me tear his world apart. Alpha Raze Wolfe… *** The journey to the Blood Moon Pack territory was quiet. I kept my hood low, my scent masked, my steps deliberate. No one needed to recognize me, not this close to their borders.

His hair was messed up his hood torn, and he was rumpled. This was the view from the recordings, and what everyone had of him, after the battle with Kurayami. What they did know was that Dark-Dragon was distracting the new god and keeping him away from the battlefield, while Astro-Star was fighting Kalibak, and the other heroes were fighting the parademons and Kurayami' other allies. Red swollen lips, scarred and bruised, had part of the pectoral ripped and fingerprints, what he looked towards Selene's shield hickeys on her neck on both sides...

The heroes could feel the encroaching darkness, and it was not long before their fears materialized into a tangible menace. From the depths of the ancient forest, the malevolent forces emerged, their ominous presence palpable. These were no ordinary adversaries; they bore an aura of malevolence that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest warriors. The heroes knew that they had stumbled upon the darkest heart of the enemy's nefarious plans.

He looks dangerous, his prowess screams danger. My knees suddenly felt weak that I needed support to keep myself from falling. I moved back a little, leaning my body onto the metal frame designed on the stage. When I was settled, my eyes wandered back at him. He was sitting at the center of the table alongside his brothers as if he was some kind of King. They were all regal however his aura is darker than most of his brothers, too far from Cian's bright and funny personality. But I just find it funny why his different projection caught my attention. The likes of him are not for innocent girls such as me.

she begged, I could imagine the puppy dog look on her face right now. Liam was giving me a quizzical expression so I put my hand over the mouthpiece and whispered, “Dawn of the Dead.” He widened his eyes slightly before giving me his smirk. “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll protect you,” he whispered confidently, making me smile. “Amby, please?” Kate begged again. “Oh jeez alright fine, bring that damn movie,” I muttered, defeated.

Several druid portals burst open simultaneously, releasing a basilisk as huge as two horses, a griffon that was roaring ferociously, three wyverns and two swamp hydras. Simultaneously with the druid magic, the obedient Dark was woven into several invocations, capable of striking, filling the enemy’s nostrils with the dense fog of death, tearing his lungs apart and slicing his skin off. Twilight magic could be deadly. Except not for the Undead King.

While Xander was in a bad mood and almost mourning not being able to freely communicate with Lee, another man was having the time of his life laughing at the highlights on the news. Smoke filled the room as he blew the smoke remnant from his cigarette into the air making ring patterns in the process. He twirled in his chair laughing like a maniac who had just escaped from a metal asylum. This was no other than Dax. The number one rival of Alexander. He hated anything and everything good about Xander. If he couldn't steal it or acquire it by force then he would try to make it appear bad in the eyes of the public. Despite being a petty man, he was a good businessman who was a real devil when

King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son.” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?” King Ekmond asked with an expecting gaze. “Well Father,” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have great news.” “Go on.” “I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.” “Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.” “He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, a so-called leader of the Purifiers Creed, King Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”