Darkest Minds Book Series Novels & Stories

Instead, he scooped me in his arms and brought me to my bed. There was a mix of excitement and fear which instantly crept into my whole being. Excited because my curiosity will be sufficed but fearful because I know this might break me or make me. Again, Pierre Monteblanco is a mystery. A dangerous one. And what a fool am I to throw myself into his dark fate. However, the need to feel this dark persona is heavier than all the things bothering me in my mind. I just need to satisfy this curiosity or else I'll be damned.

“Do you want to go to our appointment with us?” He whispered something into her ear and she grinned deviously, before shifting her gaze to Trey and worrying her lower lip with her teeth. “That sounds like a plan.” “Plan?” Trey questioned. “What plan?” “That’s for us to know and you to find out,” Reagan said. From the outside, Jace’s house looked like any ordinary million-dollar Georgian-styled six-bedroom, eight-bathroom home—huge, paned windows, brick walls, black shutters, and a portico—but once a person stepped into the basement, all signs of normalcy vanished. The dungeon was separated into several rooms. Trey, Reagan, and Ethan were currently in the receiving room. The walls were painte

“That won’t do. You have all your memories back, and you also know things that are important to finding Uzriel and saving the world. If the Dark Master reads your mind, Beliar will win. Let me see how strong your mental shields are.” Ayla checked the stone wall she had been building around her mind and braced herself. Sarya touched Ayla’s hand. It felt like thousands of wasps attacked the wall at the same time, trying to break it and enter her mind. Ayla tried to fight the wasps, but they were stronger than she thought, and in mere seconds, the wall crumbled, turning into sand and dust. The wasps entered her mind, and it felt as if someone was hitting her head with a hammer. Tears filled her

I was so disappointed that I didn't mind when he opened what seemed to be a secret door leading to a dark chamber. Is he going to kill me? This place is similar to that basement where I saw him kill a man point-blank. He finally put me down on my feet but I was unable to move. The room was so dark that my breathing started to pick up its pace. Fear started to creep into my being. My anxiety started kicking. Seriously, is he going to kill me? Was he that desperate to keep his secret?

Chapter 59: The Gathering Storm The darkness was growing. It was a subtle shift, a creeping tendril that reached out from the shadows, threatening to engulf the universe. Liam and Xal'dar could feel its presence, a cold, icy dread that chilled them to the bone. They had returned to their home, a small village nestled amidst the ruins of the old world. The people there had welcomed them back as heroes, their stories of their adventures spreading far and wide. But Liam and Xal'dar knew that their respite was temporary. The darkness was coming.

The times I talked myself off the ledge of becoming another wasted junkie, fucking her life away. He has the darkest stupid fantasies of a little girl praying for a brave hero on a big fierce dragon to come and burn down the world to save her from her prison. He has it all. It’s like having a massive microscope and blazing light shone on your deepest darkest depths and exposing them to the world. It doesn’t feel good at all.

His evil guardians, the Dark Summoner were everywhere, slowly summoning even the humankind, I heard. Some humans became his guardian and transformed into humanoid wolves. Darkesta controlled them by manipulating their minds. Most of the affected were the people that were deeply in pain or has big problems. He believed weak minds were easier to play with and control and so he was succeeding. Dark Summoner Guardians were multiplying harder than ever all over the globe. And we found no choice but to start a war with Darkesta. I gasped just by thinking about it the whole night. The next morning, I had no training so I just stayed in our room. I dropped out of college as I couldn't handle the tim

I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling, and moved to the shelf to retrieve a book titled *Dark Realm*, written by one of Raven’s own—a wolf who had broken free from the darkness and reclaimed his purity. I admired the author’s courage, documenting a journey he had witnessed with his own eyes. The book began with King Ravengrim, the ruthless Lord of the Dark Realm, whose thirst for power was insatiable. Human souls were not enough for him; he craved dominion not only over the Dark Realm but also over Earth and Heaven. Ravengrim’s closest friend was Shawn, a lone wolf who despised packs and the old ways. Ravengrim had tempted Shawn with a promise of power—to make him stronger than any Al

“But remember, Amina, in this world, trust is a luxury. Be careful whom you choose to let in.” Her gaze held mine, fierce and unyielding. “I’ll keep that in mind.” With that, the door to my world swung open, and we stepped into the shadows together, ready to navigate the darkness that awaited us. 21 AMINA The night settled around me like a heavy blanket as I stood in the expansive room that now served as my prison. I had reluctantly accepted that this was my reality for the foreseeable future. Arben had offered me a glimpse into his world, but it felt more like a taste of something forbidden and dark.

“Every time Eos was reborn… every time she awakened her Twiceborn… the world changed. It meant something was coming.” “Coming?” I repeat. “Something she was reborn to stop,” he says. “Something the Dawn mother always stands against.” My stomach drops. Parker’s jaw tightens. “What kind of something?” Ronnie swallows. “It says… in every cycle, the darkness grows first.” A chill brushes down my spine, and the room seems to dim. Through the window, I see some of the Twiceborn lift their heads in perfect unison, sensing the shift, and deep in my chest, something old and bright and terrifying unfurls like a sunrise preparing to fight the night.