Darklord Morningstar Novels & Stories

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

I held up my hand for Isabella. "I understand what you think would be best, but I can assure you that I have this under control. See to it that Elliana doesn't get out of her room and that no one ever mentions her presence to anyone. Do I make myself clear?" It was cold water being dumped over my back. A few hundred years ago, when humans had tried to exterminate dragons, they had elite warriors on their side. Draco Venandi. They were exceptional in almost any way imaginable. Of course, they had to be, if they were able to fell so many of my kin all those years ago. But having them at my gate was not a good thing. Masking my face, I nodded towards Isabella and walked to the front door. Her f

“Besides, as I mentioned earlier, I have no plans to return to the military.” “Volunteers? For what?” General Delacroix asks, eyeing me suspiciously. “You see, because the sleep spell that I’ve used is a powerful spell, the prototypes should be biologically signed,” I explain. The generals exchange glances, clearly intrigued by my proposal. “It’s been a while since the army has a competition,” General Birkett speaks up. “Why don’t we have a Luna festival but for our soldiers this time?” I smile inwardly. That’s exactly what I wanted! I need to gain the trust and loyalty of the powerful Lycans in the Dunkerson army.

He had created a being from magic and necromancy as one of the three superweapons he had intended to throw at the hated General Christopher’s army, hoping this tipped the ongoing stalemate to him, finally allowing him entrance to the only portal out of this forsaken realm. “Send Norian, she will get it done,” Darius said, stroking his thick black beard for a few moments. Lieutenant Norian was the master assassin Carey’s protégé, and he only took in the best. Not hearing his command being acknowledged, Godking Darius looked up, and upon seeing the man visibly pale slightly, he raised an eyebrow.

“Hah! To be smart enough to tell who I am so quickly… You truly are Ryder’s descendants…” said Saint Darkwind as he laughed out loud. “S-Saint Darkwind…? The legendary person who had his life’s story engraved on several historical monuments…?!” exclaimed the seven Morningstars as their jaws dropped. After all, Saint Darkwind was well known to be a prodigy cultivator who was able to enter the cultivation realm at only the age of twenty-five! Nobody knew how old he currently was, nor could anyone guess what his cultivation level was anymore. Whatever the case was, none of them could’ve ever guessed that they would be able to meet him in person…

Lilith had spoken the truth—Aurora was terrified of him. He turned away sadly, staring at his mother for a moment before leaving the room. Without a doubt, his mate had gone through physical abuse at some point. Aurora stood frozen, shocked to the core. The man wasn’t just a vampire—he was the Vampire King. Who didn’t know about Draven Dracula, the bloodthirsty king capable of breaking the Alpha’s arms? He was known as the god of war, blood, and vengeance. This was the worst fate she had encountered.

“How do you know so much about us and our mission Mr. Morningstar” “Lanks please” he said as he gasped for air “I will call you whatever I want to Lancaster” Marcus said snarling at him. “Let’s just say you guys are really famous in this city alongside your vampire buddy Derek Haligan” Lanks said as he freed himself from Marcus’ hands “Okay so how does this book help us defeat Blake” Edna asked

He had summoned Baphomet, the demonic entity he had once commanded, and now the jester stood before him, reborn and ready to serve the fallen angel's whims. The room crackled with an unseen energy, a palpable sense of darkness that permeated the very air. The Morningstar, the majestic fallen angel of pride, was once again plotting something diabolical to assert his dominance and consequences of his actions would soon ripple through the mortal realm and beyond.

The Red Moon Pack warriors, driven by a shared determination to protect their Alpha and Luna, struck in unison, each blow aimed at subduing the formidable vampire elder. With a final, coordinated effort, Xander, Ethan, Limuel, and Jack closed in on Dylan, overwhelming him with a combination of precise strikes and strategic maneuvers. The once formidable vampire elder, who had posed a grave threat to Chastity and the entire pack, found himself unable to withstand the relentless assault from the united front of the Red Moon warriors.

"Stop. Did you feel that?" Raven hugged her own body. "Like... something is crawling on my skin." The floor of the hallway made a subtle cracking sound, like ice beginning to grow from within the stone. In the distance, the lights of the hanging torches slowly extinguished one by one, creating a layered darkness that moved closer. Valtorius grasped his wand. "He's awake..." "Who?" whispered Raven, her voice choked. "Something even the Last Watchers dare not mention. They call him... The Night Watcher."