Darkness Entity Novels & Stories

And through the bond, I could feel the entity inside Elara growing stronger by the second. Elara’s POV I was alone again. The entity wasted no time. My body moved to the center of the room. Black energy swirled around me like a cloak of pure darkness. Now, it purred. Let’s end this. I raised my hands. Darkness exploded outward from the pack house, strengthening the shadow creatures and cracking the walls even further. Inside my mind, I screamed. The final breaking point was coming. And I didn’t know if Kael would make it back in time.

CHAPTER 88—INTO THE SHADOWFISSURE Darkness. Absolute, suffocating darkness. Riven tumbled through it, arms outstretched, heart hammering as he fought to keep hold of Luca. The pull of the entity was relentless, a force older than time, older than the earth itself. It coiled around Luca’s body like living fire, tendrils burrowing into his skin, threatening to consume every part of him. “Luca! Hold on!” Riven shouted, voice raw with desperation. He could barely see him, only the faint pulse of the mark illuminating the void.

“I am not the only Dark. Not the only thing that existed before something. There are others. Many others. Scattered through the void beyond reality. Sleeping. Waiting. Watching. And they know what I chose. Now I joined existence. Know I betrayed nothing. And they are angry. They are furious. They are coming.” “How many?” Sera asked. Her voice was steady but her face was pale. “How many Darks exist? How many forces want to erase us? How many threats are coming?” “Seven. There are seven Darks total. I am the First. The original. The strongest. But six others exist. Second through Seventh. Each one is powerful. Each one is convinced that nothing is better. Each one is capable of erasing everyth

There’s a low hum vibrating through her bones, an energy so familiar, so insidious, she can taste it in the back of her throat. Without warning, the entity emerges from the shadows, and Selena’s breath catches in her throat. It stands before her, its form wavering as though reality struggles to contain it. It’s both corporeal and ethereal, a mass of darkness that writhes and pulses with malevolent intent. Its eyes, if they can even be called that, glisten like oil in the moonlight, locking onto Selena with an ineffable hunger. It doesn’t speak—at least not with words. Its presence alone is enough to bamboozle her senses, to flood her mind with images too horrific to comprehend.

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"The god of darkness and chaos, followed by his mad faithful exiles to Cynemon." "That's what the history books say," Elhias laughed, seeing his confidence. "Werod was never a deity, he passed himself off as such, but he is only an entity born during the creation of the world and men. An entity so powerful that it makes the goddess Waruld tremble." He then concluded with his gaze lost in the void. "The goddess? Are you a religious fanatic?" asked Taryn, raising an eyebrow. "Don't you believe in the Gods?" Elhias turned to look at her, her gray eyes inspecting her.

Summer's POV Bright blinding light pushed through the dreamless darkness that Summer was enjoying, beckoning her to wake up and embrace the new day where all her troubles were still very much existent. Sighing she allowed her eyes to open taking in the man that still slept soundly beside her.

Whatever the dark entity is, arrives like a storm itself, separate from the one that is washing away the dunes down by the beach and downing power lines. As the lightening flashes, an enormous shadow stands at various points of Havendale, looking for the body the has manifested its powers so it can possess the body and take control of the land. It's claws extends and it let's out a howl, more from a warning of what is to come. Then it speeds of towards the direction of the person that has its body, and was over using its powers which summons it the. The shadow stares down at the sleeping form of the teenager, and laughs.

Good luck Dalton. I've seen darkness before, the kind that makes our street like an old fashioned photograph, everything a shade of grey. This isn't like that. This is the darkness that robs you of your best sense and replaces it with a paralysing fear. In this darkness I sit, muscles cramped and unable to move. I only know my eyes are still there because I can feel myself blink, still instinctively moisturizing the organs I have no current use for. I can't hear anything either. I guess that should bring my heart rate down below the level of “rabbit in a snare” but it doesn't. By my genes I am a predator, I have the front facing eyes and brain enough to hunt, but I feel like prey in this utt