Darkfire Soldier #1 Novels & Stories

Dusty flicks open the blade of his knife. “Give us that ring you have on, then you free to go.” Says Darryn. “That is not going to happen.” Says Joshua. Darryn places his hand on the gun, “It seems you forgot where I am from?” “What are you, Darryn? Do you want to get yourself killed?” Darryn and Dusty Laughs, “You really think highly of this kid? Who is going to kill who?” “I know what I am talking about.” Winter answers.

When I reached the clearing, the soldiers were about to light the fire. Before they could, I was across the clearing. Pressing a knife to the soldier’s throat. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” “Shouldn’t I be telling you that?” A dark voice spoke up. My eyes snapped towards the soldier who spoke. He looked just like every other soldier standing around me, with the same armor. His presence was completely different, though. It was commanding and dark. Sending an unwelcome shiver of fear down my spine.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

If Xavier cracked it, a darkness would spill out that none of us could stand against. Other packs took their stance, every direction blocked and secured, each Alpha heading their pack into war. From the shadows, Xavier emerged. His fur was midnight deep, His eyes burned with red-orange light, and around him, the dark soldiers advanced. They moved silent, methodical; their armor clinked in the wind, but their faces were masked, their eyes empty. They took positions encircling the clearing, shielding their master’s path.

I froze, raising my sidearm as two armored soldiers emerged from the shadows, their rifles gleaming under the dim, flickering lights. “Contact,” Damien hissed, already moving. Gunfire erupted. The First Engagement The steel walls shuddered under the hail of bullets as we returned fire with deadly precision. Sparks flew as roundsripped through metal supports, sending shattered panels crashing onto the deck. Damien surged forward, cutting through the first soldier with ruthless efficiency, disarming him before he hit the floor. I dropped the second with a well-placed shot, forcing the others into retreat. The distant sound of boots echoed again—reinforcements incoming.

Dust and smoke billowed into the room, carrying the sharp, metallic scent of high-grade explosives. Through the haze walked three figures. They weren't the standard mercenaries. These were taller, bulkier, their armor pulsing with a faint purple runic script. Morana’s elite. The Hollow Men. "Secure the package," the lead soldier said, his voice mechanical. He raised a weapon—a glowing staff that crackled with electricity. Kai burst through the hole in the wall a second later. He was bleeding from a gash on his arm and his chest plate was cracked, but he was still standing. He roared and tackled the lead soldier, driving him into the concrete floor.

With his eyes wide opened and blood oozing from the cut, in a mere second the Soldier died, and just like a ghost from the dark, the had that killed him dragged hi dead bodies back into the dark alley. “What The!!..……”. (Unfortunate Hallerus Soldier 2) Shocked to see that his fellow friend were suddenly getting attacked by a dark figure from the dark, the soldier was too startled to speaks, but as he got the courage to say something. That is the moment that the same fate also befell on him, and getting the same treatment sealed his fate. In the end, it was their bad luck to passed this short cut, because what awaits in this alley way was something that a more d

Darkness was surely a strong force. Just at the time that soldiers had gotten a wind of what was happening and arrived at the scene, Ayden appeared in his wolf form and fought them into pieces before they had enough time to shift into their wolf forms. The fight got more bloody with Etheldreda struggling under the fallen bricks, and having no energy in her needing Arturo who was busy fighting to help her renew her strength.

What happened to Hale?”Ryker’s jaw tightened. “Alive. Barely. The Cradle’s holding him. But he… he saw something. Something about the First Flame.”I frowned. “You mean me.”“No,” he said. “I mean what’s inside you. What Dorian wanted to use. What the Cradle was built to cage.”The words sat heavy between us.We didn’t speak again until we reached the surface.The sun blinded me at first. Warmth touched my skin like a benediction. The world above hadn’t changed—but I had.I could feel it in the wind.In the way the forest fell silent as we emerged.In the way the wolves watching from the shadows dropped their eyes as I passed.Power didn’t just hum beneath my skin.It bowed.And Ryker—he walked beside

I will die but won't tell them to stop ever. Again they continued but now with the metal rods...my whole body was on fire but I won't tell them to stop...ever...even if I die...soon a man came with a knife and like I was a fucking canvas, started drawing with it on me...she is crying silently now, her screams have died...every now and then she kept begging me to tell them to stop, but I won't, I won't let her feel a single pain, soon aman and gang will be here. just some more time but my body is leaving my side...and I know I was dying, my eyes were closing but my angel's face was in front of my eyes, even if I die now, I will be the happiest man alive , and I let the darkness take over.