Darkfall Comic Novels & Stories

She challenged. “We are Shadow Dwellers.” He spoke. “I am Daniel. Drake sent me.” “What the hell is that?” she said confused. “Drake from school? You’re joking right?” “No Ivy, we’ve been following you around since you moved here, to make sure you are who you’re supposed to be.” He spoke. “We see both shadows and whites, do you know what those are?” Shaking her head, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Right, so you four are from the nuthouse. Guess what? Get out of my house!” she growled shaking the knife at them.

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

A fleeting, almost maddened thought crossed his mind: why had the boulder not just killed him outright? Perhaps if it had, Camellia would never be able to forget him for the rest of her life. The boulder was quickly moved, but for Camellia, those few minutes felt like an eternity. Though Dante was gravely injured, he mustered the strength to force a faint smile at Camellia. "Don't worry," he whispered. Camellia's eyes widened in alarm as she noticed a tear in Dante's shirt, revealing a deep wound on his chest that blood flowed out of relentlessly.

That was when my grandma took me to therapy but I was quiet every session so I dropped it. “You can stay as long as you want. I'm sorry.” He pulls me for a hug and I hug him back. I guess a part of me is grateful to have him as a friend. We let go off each other and he wipes a tear i didn't even realise was there. I let go off him and stare at the TV. “I hate Homelander.” I say out of sudden. Homelander is the biggest villain in The Boys. “What? Who's your favourite then?” He's not going to believe me.

I could see blood dropping from his torn up armor which meant he wasn't all healed up. "How did you--" Before I could complete my words, Caleb pulled out the sword from the dead warriors head. I had expected the dead warrior to fall to the ground dead but instead, it roared and turned to Caleb, its one eyes glowing red with rage. It spun the spear that it was holding in the air and used the butt to hit Cakes in the chest, sending him to the ground. "Caleb O'Neal, son of Gerald O'Neal, former gamma to the Crimson Moon pack," the dead warrior said as it walked over to where Caleb laid. "You always seem to be in my way of plans. But now, I am going to end your miserable life."

The explosions above us thunder like an ongoing artillery barrage, shaking the stone walls so hard that dust cascades down our backs in continuous streams. With one final, herculean burst of speed, Daryl lunges through the splintered oak frame of the upper exit, carrying us out of the crumbling ruins just as the entire tunnel system behind us caves in with a deafening, final roar. We tumble onto the stone flags of the upper level, gasping for fresh air as we pull ourselves free from the cloud of debris, battered and bruised, but miraculously alive and victorious against the underground collapse. Yet, the relief of escaping the tomb vanishes the moment we take in our surroundings above ground

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

The climax was my father, the only family I had left, dying and leaving me behind all alone, but life, fucking life finally became absolutely shitty and pointless when I found out that the fucking one I dated, only dated me so that he could learn all my secrets and sell me off to the freaking bullies, that was the finally draw. It made me cut myself away from the world, and vow to never tolerate any shit from anyone ever again. Fast forward to the present and a brief introduction, I am Elias, the mysterious heartless dangerous guy that's immune to any emotion apart from anger and violence, and the mad depressed guy who cuts himself when he feels worthless, blah blah blah… In conclusion, I am

The world tilted. My knees buckled. My fingers loosened. My phone fell. Darkness swallowed everything. My last conscious thought was a raw, horrifying realization. These weren't Damien’s men. This was the loan shark Dawn took money from And I collapsed.

VERITY I watched Usel fall, kicked off Baraqiels sword, as a cry ripped from my throat as her blood sprayed in the air, her limp body barreling toward the ground. Shamshiel raced towards her, a feral noise coming from him as he ran to his daughter. At the same time I heard another voice above the din of battle, Todd had fallen to his knees, his eyes trained on a Nephilim. A Nephilim who had Devon in his hand, as I watched Devon’s head caved in on itself and exploded, his blood splattering the creature in front of him in a crimson red sheen. His scream pierced my ear drums and I felt my heart twist as the Nephilim tossed his body to the ground, where it lay crumpled. Cain moved in front of m