Darkfall Comic Novels & Stories

said Colonel Daniel. “Colonel, how is the situation here? What can you do to help?” asked Lieutenant John. “The West Gate was hit by an explosion so half the gate collapsed. We have to defend the gate so the monsters enter this building. At least until outside help arrives. If before that, they take control of this building, then all humanity is finished.” “Okay then, but we need new weapons. We've run out of ammunition," said Lieutenant John. "We don't have a problem with weapons, we still have a lot of supplies," Colonel Daniel replied. He orders his subordinates to get weapons for Zoya and company. After getting weapons again, Zoya, Miyuki and the rest of the army were ready to fight agai

“Watch everything. Trust no one. Not tonight.” The figure paused, hesitation in its step, then retreated into the fog. But the tension didn’t fade. My chest heaved, mind racing with fear and exhilaration. He turned to me, eyes smoldering. “You see? Even the past… even the lies… they follow us. But it doesn’t matter. Because fire… fire consumes all.” “Even me?” I whispered, voice trembling. “Even my heart, my mind… my everything?” “Yes,” he murmured, fingers brushing my cheek, pulling me closer. “Because once you surrender… fully… there’s no turning back. And you… you’ve already surrendered.”

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself amidst the conflicting emotions within. "I won't let the darkness control me," he said, voice firm and resolute. "I'll find my own path, not about to be nobody's weapon or dog." Lysandra smiled, her eyes shimmering with approval. "I got your back on this journey, Alex. I'll be there for you, guiding and protecting you in the ways I can." Azaroth seethed with anger, but he knew better than to challenge a Celestial Guardian directly. Instead, he sneered, "Enjoy your little alliance, halfling. The darkness will find its way back to you."

Her sword swept in a blazing arc, her voice cracking with fury: “Stand down! You think you’ll last a breath without him? Then cut me first!” For a moment, the crypt hesitated. Guild against guild. The vault pressing closer. The altar gave way with a scream of stone. Black light surged upward, blinding, searing. The claws vanished back into the fissure — not retreating, but resetting, as though it had learned something new. The light swallowed Daryl whole. His body jerked once, suspended — then fell limp into Killian’s arms. Silence. The crypt lay stunned. The vault was quiet.

A swirl of gold fire. The shadows screamed as I wrenched them from the boy’s body, unraveling them thread by thread until he collapsed into a guard’s arms. Alive. But the message had already been delivered. Duskfall was hostage. That night, I sat at the edge of the tower, staring into the black woods. “You were right,” Dahlia said behind me. I didn’t answer. “I thought you were too close to it. That your power would consume you. But it isn’t power that breaks people.”

Demitri glared at her. "If you're not stressing, then you can easily take a break and read a book." Becca said with a huge smirk. Demitri's eyes narrowed, then he got up and walked to the non-fiction part of the library. He picked up a history book about the cold war and sat back down. He opened the book and stuck his tongue out at Becca.

Her face had lost it's usual glow and her lips were chapped and pale. Reaching her, he picked her up bridal style, his midnight black hair dripping wet and his eyes glowing bright gold. *Hazel's POV* I groaned as I tried to block the light hitting my face, I could see red under my closed eyes. Frustrated, I slowly opened my eyes. it was so bright I thought I would go blind, my eyes needed time to adjust.

He knew that his journey was far from over, that there were still battles to be fought and loved ones to be saved. As he turned away from Sasha's defeated form, Elliot's eyes held a glimmer of determination. He would honor Dawn's sacrifice, he would protect Zelda, and he would ensure that the darkness that had plagued their lives would never prevail. With his pack at his side, he embarked on the next chapter of their arduous journey, fueled by the unwavering strength of love and the relentless pursuit of justice. Having received a distressing call from Zelda, Chris, using his heightened senses, swiftly tracked down the location where Dawn had been taken. With a mix of anticipation and trepid

“Things will only get worse you know. Judas, then Malakith, the next would be Lucifer. Are you ready for when he makes his move?” That was a question she wasn’t ready for. They beat his strongest, but there was no defeating or giving Lucifer the final death. For a moment she only wanted to get away from her problems and just relax, but now she had to face her problems head on once she got back home, starting with Xavier.

When she raised the knife again, I finally said in a cold and unwavering voice, “No matter what you do, we’re nothing but strangers now. “Even if you die right here in front of me, with the cameras as witnesses, it won’t matter to me!” Her eyes widened with despair, searching my face for even a flicker of emotion. However, there was nothing—not anger, not hatred, not even pity. Still unwilling to give up, she collapsed to her knees, clutching my leg like I was her last lifeline. Before she could speak again, Jasmine walked in. She took one glance at the scene and shot me an unreadable look. Then, she smirked.