Darkness Eternal Oblivion Novels & Stories

She doesn't think she can make it if this prolongs. Blackness invaded the corner of the eye. She is losing grip on reality. Her heart's slow dum-dum protest is the only thing that filled her ears. That and the sounds made by the vampire while he gurgled. It didn't take long for her to slip into oblivion. Willow wished that this was not the last time she closed her eyes. But she didn't know. She didn't know if the vampire was going to finish the job he started. She knows nothing about him. And she is defenseless to stop.

5 seconds later, the ground from the dead end and 20 feet backward slowly began to go down. It's an elevator. Soon, we're enveloped by darkness. After 5 minutes of waiting, a bright light shone through the cracks between the ground and the walls. And we're here. Welcome to The Keeper of The Keys, our organization's main base. The biggest base we have. About half a mile below the surface. And yet, with technologies, we can breathe fine. The base is triple times the size of a stadion, each room is divided by bulletproof glass. The floor is made of ceramic and light shone from the ceiling--the ceiling is literally made of lights.

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

Will I be satisfied with immortality? That was the time I started doubting my powers and worrying about my curse. To keep your heart guarded means to never let the walls down, which is also to be alone and isolated all the time. But the rest of the Deveraux admired my power, envied it and believed it would bring our family name legacy. So they bore children and asked me to kill them. They will resurrect them after and let them drink a cup of mg blood, and hope that the results will be the same. But it wasn’t. Some of them lost their powers as a witch, some lost the abilities of a werewolf, and some just woke up with nothing new.

I have only been the head of Darkness for 8 years and I must say that although it was hard for me to get here, I won it on my own merit and my men, those who are in the mansion at least are loyal to me, to the point of offering their lives for me , which I have never asked them to do but they simply feel they have to do it. We are the best on the whole fucking planet at what we do, we are the masters of the mafias, of the terrorist organizations, we are way above all of them, we have ears everywhere, we have people everywhere, but the best are in that mansion, they will not find anyone better than Max for long-distance missions, they will not be able to get information from someone quickly a

Addressing the assembly with a voice that resonated authority, she acknowledged the unsettling truth revealed by the oracle. "The prophecy speaks of a love that defies our very essence—a union that threatens to unravel the centuries-old tapestry of our existence. We, the immortal children of the night, stand at the precipice of an unprecedented challenge. It is our duty to maintain order, to uphold the sanctity of our kind."

The Darkness had retreated… for now. The eldest child sank to his knees, chest heaving. He looked at the middle child—still dangerous, still partially possessed—but alive. The youngest child crawled toward him, trembling, but whole. And above them, in the shadows that lingered like a stain, Sipho’s voice whispered, low, slow, and inevitable: "This… is only the beginning. You have delayed me… but do not think you have won. The Darkness is eternal, and I… am eternal. The next trial will come… and you will not survive it unbroken."

It floated down into Cole and Lila’s hands, its light merging with their own. “The Eternal Key,” Aether said, his voice filled with awe. “It connects all worlds. It maintains the balance between life and death. It is eternal.” Cole and Lila held the Eternal Key, looking at all the worlds through the golden door. They had saved them all. They had brought peace to all of them. But then, they saw something that made their blood run cold. In the distance, beyond all the worlds, there was darkness. A darkness so deep, so cold, it seemed to absorb the light. And from that darkness, a door was opening—a door made of dark energy, larger than the golden door.

It rolled to a stop at my feet, his sightless eyes fixed in a final expression of terror. "The Coven is bored with games, Elara," Selene said, her eyes glowing with a black, oily flame. "The Eternal Eclipse requires a sacrifice of Hallowed blood. And since you’ve been so kind as to gather all the rejects in one place... I think I’ll just take everyone." The black mist began to pour into the clearing, and from it emerged the Coven’s true army: The Hollowed. They were wolves whose souls had been completely removed, replaced by the shadows of the Blighted One.

It was not meant to end creation through malice; it was meant to test it, to strengthen it through friction, and to protect it from falling into ultimate stagnation. The baseline balance had returned. Dream, Hope, and Hunger. Together. Nihilus noticed the shift, and his featureless expression darkened into an abyss. *You repeat the same mistake.* The primordial darkness beyond creation surged in response to his command. A colossal, roaring wave of absolute oblivion crossed the threshold of existence, tearing through physical law. Everything the wave touched simply vanished into non-existence. Distant stars disappeared from the sky; pocket dimensions collapsed like house of cards. The terrify