Darkmoon Blade Dark Souls 3 Novels & Stories

I gripped the Phantom Blade, the silver threads lacing into my pupils until the world turned into a landscape of heat and intent. I didn't look at Damian. I looked at the shadows dropping from the ceiling, their blue synthetic eyes glowing like cold fire in the dark. Damian’s voice came one last time from the doorway, sharp as the steel in my hand. "Show them why the Moore name was worth erasing."

I raised the Moonblade, severing them with swift, precise strikes. The High Priestess lifted her hands, chanting. The air thickened. Darkness coiled into a beast—a shadow-wolf with glowing eyes. It lunged at me, but I stood still. "Moon, awaken me," I whispered. The Moonblade flared with blinding light. My body rose, suspended in the air. Power rushed through me, a torrent of divine fury. The wolf within me howled, but this time it wasn’t alone. It harmonized with the moon’s call.

Novel: Soul Shard Captor [BL Version] Series: World & Soul Bureau Series Author: Lucy Pan Dora Started serializing on: 27th of June, 2020 On Goodnovel since: 6th of October, 2020 === LINKS === Support the author: ko-fi.com/lucypandora Author website: lucypandora.com Discord: lucypandora.com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

She would be devastated, to put it mildly. “It’s really hard to believe that this is all over, isn’t it?” Landry was saying. “Holland’s finally dead. Crimson is falling. We’re taking the world back. It’ll be back in balance soon, and we’ll be in charge as we should be.” “Yeah. That’ll be great,” Cadon said for lack of anything better to say. “All I can say is… we’d better make sure that damn Blue Moon Portal is never, ever opened again. For anyone. I don’t care who it is.”

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

Ethan Silvermoon is the second son of Alpha Raymond Silvermoon alpha of the spirit mountain pack in Nevada. For generations the spirit mountain pack has put their main focus on being the strongest pack in the country. It has become tradition that the alpha rules with an iron fist. Frequent and grueling training sessions were required for all packs members starting at age 5. The training started out easy focusing on defensive and conditioning techniques. The training would steadily become more difficult with each passing year. On top of everything else only behavior that the alpha deemed acceptable was allowed, there was no drama allowed and anyone who made a scene or did anything the alpha s

He said. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Franco and that's all you need to know. I don't have time for chitchat. Now let us see." He walks towards me and pull me by my hair. "Look at the moon now." He said showing me the Blue moon who is shining so beautiful in the sky. Something inside me is burning. I look t the moon but I see nothing as it shines blinds me. "It hurts! It hurts!" I shouted. I feel my claws are extending as my nose, ears and eyes are bleeding. My bones are cracking as well as my skull. "What is happening to me?" I saw the man smiling at me.

Julian's P. O. V. My mate was a member of the White crescent wolf pack! The same pack that killed my mother and tried to kill me as well! The same pack I've been planning to have my revenge on for years! I brought out an old but still very sharp dagger that was given to me by Mabel's dad a few years after I started living with them. Placing it in my bag, I strapped the bag around me and got out of the house in a manner of urgency.

The sky-cycle’s twin engines roared beneath them as Vera and Lucien raced from the smoldering ruins of Skyforge Citadel. Dawn’s first pale light bled through lingering smoke, but the halo of the Blood Moon still glowed crimson on the horizon. Lucien guided the cycle down the battered stone ramp, his talons of metal and bone gripping the throttle’s edge. Vera leaned forward, clutching the obsidian fang at her waist, dream-silk thread still twined around her throat scar.