Darkest Part By Red Novels & Stories

Light poured from me, brighter than before, pushing against the darkness. And then I felt a cold, heavy presence, causing me to open my eyes. From the darkness, something approached me. A massive black wolf stepped into the light, its fur darker than night itself, its eyes glowing a deep, unnatural red. My breath caught when I recognized it. “Viktor…” The word barely left my lips as I watched him approach. But what I saw made my blood turn cold, because in those red eyes, there was only one thing. His intent to kill me.

Phoebe I had never set foot in Dark Crimson before, and the moment our car passed through its front gates, my whole body tensed. The pack house rose like a dark fortress—nothing like the elegant Silver Claw manor or the clean-lined designs of Thunder Bite. This place felt ancient, heavy… dominant. The building looked as if it had been carved from one giant block of obsidian, with deep red accents running along each pillar like dried blood. The Dark Crimson banner fluttered against the gray sky—black and red, marked by a crowned Lycan sigil.

Randhir... "I was going to a very...very dark place.Everywhere only darkness.I was scared.It was like the same dark night when my parents died. A strange power was pulling me more into the darkness.I could not retaliate.I wad weak and lost.May be it was written in my destiny. Suddenly I saw a source of light.I took slow steps towards it.Soon I reached to a very beautiful place..I have ever seen. A flash of sharp light and I felt myself getting blind by it.

I could feel how eager he was to get answers but unfortunately, we couldn't satisfy ourselves to get an accurate and a hundred per cent sure answer. I sighed, thinking about all the devious things going around. Dark Summoner was truly terrifying and I couldn't even imagine how dark their powers could reach. "I think it doesn't happen completely random. Darkesta attacks the more vulnerable one. The one who's emotionally unstable or at least sad. I heard that most of the affected were young and were dealing with some kind of problems. Darkesta could easily reach the weak spot of those vulnerable around." "But Vilka isn't vulnerable nor sad," I uttered. "We're happy before all of this."

If Darkness were a low tier demon, he would use this chance to over power him, since he had to carry a human and perhaps protect her, this would be his weakness. “More than a hundred, and I can hear more coming. Should we split?” “No, I can handle them.” “Well, if you say so, I have been quite bored watching you sit in an office all day, this fight should be interesting.” Red cried dramatically. Darkness ignored his wolf's hyperbole, and focused his senses on protecting Vanilla and getting out of there unwounded. He carried her into the air, and wrapped shadows around her to protect her as he walked.

Let teeth fall out, and hair turn white, Let fever burn them every night. Their minds shall fade, their eyes grow blind, No peace, no joy, no rest to find. Their cries will echo in the dark, As shadows leave a lasting mark. They'll beg for help, they'll scream in vain, But nothing stops the rising pain. This curse I send, it shall not miss, My blood, my voice, I seal with this." As he finished the chant, Bruce threw a pinch of dark powder into the flame of the nearest candle. The flame turned black for a moment, and a low hiss echoed through the attic.

The darkness was consuming everyone I loved. I tried to pull the shard out, but it was fused to my ribs. "Rowan... I'm sorry..." I whispered. The last thing I saw before the darkness swallowed me was the moon. It wasn't violet anymore. It was **Red**. And a new voice, a voice that sounded like a thousand angry Shareholders, boomed across the frozen Earth. *"Season 2: The End of Reality. Authorized."*

Aurora's dead body was lying lifelessly on the ground. The heavy rainfall washed the blood off her body. The water flowing on the ground became red from her blood. Rivers of blood were flowing from the cliff like a red waterfall. Soon the rain stopped and the sky began to turn crimson red and a person suddenly appeared near her. It was Amara. Amara is the embodiment of Darkness. She's the most powerful in the Dark World. She looked at Aurora with pity and used her powers to make her alive.

Even I couldn't breathe when I saw her wolf form, a wolf with blood-red fur. The whole arena seemed to be frozen for a moment. I couldn't believe my eyes. Perhaps I was mistaken? I rubbed my eyes and blinked many times, but what I saw was still that fiery red wolf. 'Dark?' was The only word that popped into my head right now. Only wolves of the Dark mutant pack have red fur. But that pack was destroyed ten years ago. How could she be a member of Dark? Is she their last descendant? The whole arena suddenly exploded. Everyone was screaming for the red wolf.

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.