Darkness Entity Novels & Stories

They matched the size of the unknown. Godric held his chest. He had the feeling that the darkness would overwhelm him. He couldn't explain how this darkness could be so powerful that it touched even a ghost. The aura of the unknown was so powerful and haunting that Godric took a step back and dropped to his knees. The darkness seemed to weigh on his shoulders, trying to crush him. It wasn't just the young priest who felt like this, the other monks also seemed to have succumbed to this powerful aura. Amon held onto his staff and tried to defy the force, even if it was almost hopeless. "Don't let up!" He kept shouting encouragingly.

The usual businessman/shark… Superbly clever, insidiously calculating, and terrifyingly dangerous. Fear might’ve protected her, but Lara hadn’t learned to fear him until it was far too late. But she was scared now, scared enough to please even the most merciless sadist. Not scared for herself... but for her father. Lara came to a halt in front of the door and briefly closed her eyes. “Crawl,” she whispered to herself. “That’s what he wants. And if he gets what he wants, maybe destroying Dad would seem less appealing.” Lara knocked and braced herself. It was opened almost immediately by a young man.

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly

I felt the seal wake up, a hungry, ancient thing that began to drink my life force. ​I stepped toward the entity, my blood dripping onto the floor and turning into white fire. The black liquid of the Void recoiled from the light, hissing and bubbling. ​“You think a child can stop the inevitable?” the entity hissed, its form Beginning to blur and expand, becoming a towering nightmare of wings and teeth. ​“I am not a child,” I said, my voice dropping to a frequency that made the very air vibrate. “I am the Shadow of the North. And you are trespassing.”

I fall to my knees and scream, clutching my head as visions of my dismembered mates, bloodied and strewed around the gardens fill my mind and a dark coolness kisses my skin. The wind picks up. I cry and retch. The rain pours down in me and I curl into a ball wishing to take it all away. I want the darkness to leave me. I want to be happy. I want to love my mates and let them love me without this barrier, without any fear of this… What am I? “You are a Shade. You are one of us,” I voice on the wind says to me before everything goes dark. Out of the Darkness, for it is an entity, a figure appears, part of the darkness itself separated by sheer will, steps forward. Soon it is accompanied by oth

As the trio delved deeper into the heart of the town's darkest secrets, they discovered a powerful entity at the center of it all. It was a being of pure darkness, a malevolent force that fed on the fear and despair of the townspeople. This entity, known as the Shadow Lord, had become the embodiment of the darkness that plagued Everwood. Marcus, Derek, and Edna knew that defeating the Shadow Lord would be their ultimate challenge. They had exhausted their physical strength and pushed the boundaries of their abilities, but they understood that this battle required more than just brute force. It required strategy, teamwork, and a deep understanding of the darkness they were up against.

For no matter how powerful and skillful a dark entity might be, either it will be a ghoul, a hallow and especially a shadow. Nothing can stay standing and upright face to face and with the menacing presence when it comes to the embodiment of the sins. “Well, where was I heading again?” He lazily whispers the words. Just in time, the perfect moment when the dim lighted hallway that he is just walking through suddenly stretches. Not an optical illusion, nor a product of one’s imagination, but it turns into a long road where the end is still shrouded in darkness. “Alright. Let’s hear it once and for all.”

Oshey walked to the window and glanced at the tree. She had the impression the tree was looking back. "I can see why you and I share this insane attraction." Oshey peeked over her shoulder at him. After a heavy such she continued to explain what she had been seeing. "In my visions, I see you and me fighting about the death of our son. Then I see you and me fighting in a different place. Then, again it shifts, I'm in a dark room, and there is a faint green light, like the lumination from a neon sign. Cammie is with me, and she is scared of the darkness. I can barely see through the light, but I know there is someone else with us."

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"