Darklord Morningstar Novels & Stories

But how could he hide, when he was brought in this world with a purpose? One un fateful night. The rogues attacked the human village in which he lived. Killing everyone, including his human parents. And that was the last straw. He saw red after it and went crazy. Killing werewolves and lining piles of their dead bodies. He alone has declared a war against the entire werewolf race, when he himself was one of them. 2 years. He has grown unstoppable. With unmatchable power, his madness knew no limits. Killing thousands of werewolves till then.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

It is depicted on the coat of arms of Armenia along with Noah's Ark. However, unknown to humans, it's also the residence of the Dakhanavar Vampires. The Dakhanavar is an Armenian vampire who protects the valley from intruders. They follow travelers until they stop for a rest, stalking their every move. When they finally stop, the vampire attacks them in their sleep, typically going for their feet. They mostly attack them at night. However, in times of need, they can even attack in the day. But that's a rare sight!

King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son.” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?” King Ekmond asked with an expecting gaze. “Well Father,” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have great news.” “Go on.” “I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.” “Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.” “He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, a so-called leader of the Purifiers Creed, King Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”

Adam studied me for a moment before squaring his shoulders as if he had made a decision on something I wasn’t privy to. “Lizzy, Nathanial Devereaux isn’t your father. He’s ours, but your father is Alpha Lucas Montgomery of the Dark Moon pack.” The ground beneath me swayed, and I plopped to the ground, trying to get a handle on the spinning world around me. “I don’t believe you.” I whispered.

I said inwardly as I tied it for him. I got adopted when I was still a six-month old baby, as I was told any time I asked about my parents. Dante Marcus was the only father I knew. His wife who was also my step mom owned a large pharmaceutical company and would most of the time stay at work. Dante Marcus was the owner of an executive watch company; they were so filthy rich but they still worked as if there would be no tomorrow. “you have heard about the blood tests that have been recently going round” he said as a matter of fact

Lilith kissed the top of her head gently. "All of this belongs to the Morningstar. I am his regent until he can escape his cage," Lilith explained. "We rule in his place and we bow to no one. You are the princess of this realm." Callie shivered, terrified at the prospect. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be back at the mansion with her father. Why did he send her here? "What happens when the Morningstar escapes his cage?" Lilith smiled. "Unfortunately for Lucifer, he will be there for a long time. He has an important role in the Great War. He will be our champion in the Final Battle. It will be the War to End All of Creation."

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

Other than the fact that he looked like an ancient evil vampire, his features were so humanoid it was even more eery. "Ah Cameron Diamanté. Nice to finally meet your acquaintance. Too bad this is the day you die." I blinked. His words sounded more like a promise than a threat. Cameron was unyielding though. His bravery was either very admirable or very stupid. He stepped forward. "This is for all of my people you have killed." The Dark Lord chuckled. "Oh, after all these years of you trying to probe and invade my dreams, I thought you would have been more impressive. Maybe that will all fall to your sister. When I wed her perhaps we will grant some of your people their lives."

Down the hill, a massive beast — scaled, its enormous head turning just enough for me to glimpse six gleaming eyes and a mouth dripping black blood — was charging into the battlefield. The voice spoke again, perfectly calm. “As I was saying… you now have four lives remaining.” “What the hell just happened?” I gasped. “You were just devoured by a Dreadfang, a very vicious predator,” the voice said. “You resurrected. Which means your lives have reduced from five to four.” I froze. “What happens when I lose them all?” The voice deepened, turning cold. “Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.”