Darkfall Comic Novels & Stories

“If Gaia is there, I’ll drag her out myself. Prepare the pack. We leave at once.” Damon hesitated, clearly troubled by the urgency of the situation. “Valtor, there’s something else you need to understand. Dreadfall isn’t just a place. It’s a living, breathing entity. Those who venture there… don’t return the same. If we go there, we’re risking everything.” Valtor’s eyes hardened. “I’m not risking anything. I’m going to get her back.” He turned sharply, not waiting for an answer. His mind was fixed on the journey ahead. The ache of Gaia’s absence weighed heavily on him, driving him to face any danger or challenge. She was out there, and he would find her.

Across the sky panels, I see cracks forming. Each crack pulses in rhythm with the ache inside me. “You want exceptional?” he says softly. “Let’s escalate.” He lifts his hand. The city below freezes. Cars halt mid-motion. People suspended mid-step. Time isolates me. Then— The air tears open beside me. Dylan falls through it. Hard. He lands on one knee, breath ragged, eyes wild. The moment he looks up and sees me— The heat detonates. It is not gentle reunion. It is collision.

It seemed unreal, like the Joker or the clown from IT was sitting across from me. “We’ll kill him,” he said in a low rumbling tone that seemed to come from somewhere else, someone else. It seemed to shake the entire room. My eyes widened. Our Dark Alpha is rising, Xavier commented. I was too stunned to say anything back, I just glanced at Nick who furrowed his brows, looking at Jake with a question he didn't dare voice aloud. Kyle~ “Kyle, you didn’t add anything to the grocery list - would you like to?” Ally’s mom asked me, peering out from the kitchen.

"I do not understand what is happening to me. I am a complete mess. Every time I think about this love—this forbidden, impossible love I feel for her—I am filled with frustration and conflict. I do not want to betray the Father, and I certainly do not want to betray Eron. But I cannot help what I feel. I am completely drowned and overwhelmed by these emotions." "I know you are strong enough to get through this, too," Ajal said firmly. "Just do not give in to despair. And above all… do not ever let yourself be carried away by the rush of your emotions alone." Ajal is a true friend and an exceptional guide. He always helps me see things clearly. He was also the one who told me about the existe

They can't keep their hands off eachother. As his band gets recognition and everything starts to turn around for them, Faris finds himself caught in a controversy one that could ruin his career and his dream. The band faces backlashes and is on the edge of breaking and on the other hand everything turns upside down in his fairytale love story.

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

"There is a distinct difference. The people who dragged you into that damp cellar near the old laundromat district, the zealots who think they can force an ancient bloodline to wake up with candles and acoustic chanting, they were watching you. They wanted to use you as a skeleton key for a door they don't even have the coordinates to understand. We, on the other hand, simply recognize the frequency under your skin." Caelith didn't move. She barely even breathed. He knew about the cellar. He knew about the chanting. "We are on your side, Caelith," Davan continued, his restless fingers tapping a quiet rhythm against his side. "The world is becoming incredibly crowded around you right now. You

Morning fog pressed pale against the enormous windows overlooking the mountains, turning the forest beyond into blurred shadows and silver light. The voices grew clearer near the study. “…not authorizing entry into Nightfall territory without review,” Darius was saying. Elara slowed automatically near the doorway. A man stood across from him near the desk, broad-shouldered and gray-haired with a Nightfall insignia stitched into the sleeve of his coat. One of the older wolves. Security, probably. Neither of them noticed her immediately. “The councils are already pushing back,” the man said quietly. “Blackwater’s escalating because they think they can force a mistake.”

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

With little time left until the day would fade into night and with all her loose ends tied up, the only thing left to do was wait. *_*_*_*_* Harley walked over to the ledge once more and peered out at the sky. The cloudy white of day had been replaced by the deep lilac of twilight, and she knew that time was up. She had been planning this for a little over a week, and she had spent the day taking care of all the loose ends. There was only one thing left to do. She slid her hand into her jacket pocket and pulled out a little glass vial that she'd managed to sneak from Zander only a few days ago and then a slender hunting knife from her belt. Rolling up her sleeve, she gritted her teeth as she