Darkfire Soldier #1 Novels & Stories

“If this magic spreads further, it’ll consume everything, including us.” The soldiers, still recovering from the blast, were beginning to rise. They were injured, some more severely than others, but they were moving with the precision of trained warriors. And yet, their eyes, wide with fear, filled with doubt, told a different story. They knew what they were facing now. This was no mere battle. This was something far darker than any enemy they had ever encountered. Sienna glanced around, her gaze falling on the abyss once more. There was nothing in it now. No sign of Ryder. Just a gaping, unnatural darkness that seemed to swallow the very light around it.

Five more soldiers emerged, moving in formation. I rolled behind a support beam as buckshot tore chunks out of the concrete where I’d been standing. My wolf snarled, demanding to be let loose, but I kept him leashed. Not yet. We needed this controlled. “Covering fire!” I shouted. Three of my wolves opened up, forcing the Tulcero team to dive for cover. I used the distraction to close the distance, the Nightfang blade singing as I brought it up in a brutal arc. The first soldier’s head separated from his shoulders. The second took the blade through his chest; the enchanted silver punched through Kevlar like tissue paper.

“Come and take me, oh, big man! I’m not escaping this time, so what are you waiting for?” Lara tensed as his dark head lowered, eyes wide glimmering with defiance and scorn, breathing stilled. He wouldn’t get any enjoyment out of it, she promised herself. If his idea of entertainment was making love to an inanimate body, let him go ahead. Christophe took her mouth in an explosion of silencing heat, his dark head blocking out the light, his hands on her shoulders hard and rough. The heat was like a red-hot wire shooting through her and Lara gripped his arms frantically in a last-ditch attempt to break the connection.

I need to keep giving it my all. So I keep burning and hitting, clawing and roaring. And Rachel holds on and sends me strength, sends the wolves around us strength. I make my walls of hellfire hotter and denser. Trying to hold any of them back to give my packmembers more time, any extra time I can. It’s too late to get them out and I can’t think of what to do after this. There’s nowhere to go, nothing left to try. I am totally caught off guard when I hear an explosion. I almost don’t duck in time to avoid the long arm of a Soul Eater. But I do and once I hit him enough he goes down. And I’m able to turn around and listen to the links I’m getting.

- asked Samael, because all of this had yet to reach him. - Then let me explain again, because I can see that it still does not arrive. Nadir is my and Lucifer's child. This attack that you witnessed...- she turned to Samael.- It was an attack that only Lucifer has, the so-called Infernal Fire Awakening, extremely deadly, even against the strongest Fallen Angels. I bet Nadir could even kill you in that state.- she explained even more precisely. Nadir slowly slumped down on the couch and hid her face in hands, her anger suddenly disappeared somewhere, and wings curled and vanished.

Lucifer's mother's words echoed faintly in his mind, a whisper against the backdrop of his seething rage. As he surveyed the carnage around him, he knew the war was far from over. The taste of blood and the scent of gunpowder lingered in the air, a reminder of the brutal reality of his world—a world where mercy was a luxury he could no longer afford. Luciano approached, limping slightly, but his eyes were sharp and alert. He wiped a streak of blood from his face, his expression grim. “We got lucky tonight,” he said, his voice rough from exertion. “If you hadn’t shown up when you did…”

Erratic fire reached the windows high above and showered the main lobby in glass and stone. The shifters inside raised guns, catching the Lotus off guard as silent shots were fired towards them before they shifted into their wolf forms, and Victor figured it must be the rogue serum put into bullets. A few of Victor's people dropped, gripping their chest as they fought the effect, and he hoped the anti-infection injections would fulfill their purpose.

_________ As if good fortune befell on Mike a lumberjack shouted in terror at the sight of a semi-dark figure of a teenage boy with his hand outstretched about a foot away from a hand out of the ground strangling a poor boy. "What the hell !!" The man exclaimed, his eyes wide open in fear as he moved back slowly, hot sweat dripping like rain from his cheeks. Distracted Dark Matter left Mike and focused his attention on the now running man. Taking a few steps forward many series of dusks shoot out from the ground with one dusk grabbing hold of the poor man's heart giving him little time to shriek. It pushed his heart out of him before fading it away. The poor man laid there lifeless, with his

They both jump in fright. “Killian… I thought you were still recovering!” Xane yells. “3 long months in the burns unit and in a coma. I think I’m fully better.” I laugh. “Do something; You idiot!” Xane shouts to Alex. Alex pulls a knife out from his belt. “You really think that’s going to bother me?” I smile. I grab the knife from Alex before he can react. “The thing is… since you put me through so much torture I can’t feel anything no more. Pain, emotion, nothing!” I growl.

I continued, "I am sorry— for continuously putting you in danger, you almost died because of me... I am so sorry about— V... I am sure she was a good person," "She is... Thanks, Celestine, that was very... Kind of you," he smiled, locking eyes with me, there is something about him I liked... More than I should, the kind that makes me yearn for something I never had, and will never have, "We should keep moving," Amber announced, "Soon as darkness hits... Valdomore will send an army... For the both of you," "That's one of the reasons I wore the W.I.K.D's gear, to hide my heartbeat but they know I can walk in the sun and that is enough to spike their interest," he stood from the river,