Darkness Hero Novels & Stories

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

Zelina's (Hydra) voice brought Aragorn back to reality. "Who is Dark?" Lucifer asked. "The former God of the moon, the one Zia fought and killed. He, like Zia, was also reborn." Hydra answered. "He is the king of darkness and demons." Amaya chips in and smirks, staring inside the dark pit. "But we are getting you out, let's see if you can defeat him and regain the kingship from him." "Don't test me Amaya," Lucifer said with a growl. "I have been in here for years, this Dark of yours cannot survive the heat in here. Do it now quickly, suck out my soul. I can sense two of the holy ones coming." he added.

If the punch Draven had given me in the Bayou as my power surged was anything to measure, I wasn’t entirely sure just how strong the enemy was anymore. The dog had always been a quiet player, his only advances to keep me from lashing out at the others, halting my pursuits of agony before I made my punishments worse. Did he know about everything? Did that mark him as a savior of my suffering? Or the worst of the lot? Then there was Sky. The familiar he had torn from my arms as she attempted to protect me. What had he done to her? Tears pooled and the light burned in my chest eager to devour its enemies. To consume their darkness hell-bent on tainting the world. The darkness however was smarte

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

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

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

Both wanted power that wouldn't be handed to them very soon. He spoke of Livna they way he always does. She misses me dearly, wish I would visit her more. An endless tirade of why I never went to stay in Lux with her. My visits to them were few and far in between. Livna would never stop bombarding me about why I should be proclaimed her heir instead. How I should get out of the darkness and join the light. What she didn't know, what no one knew, was that my darkness ran further than me being Caligo. It ran to the very roots of my soul. Sometimes it plagued me to no end to know that I was capable of more than everyone thought. Cold-blooded murder being one of the many things. At Lux, people w

"I don't know if you've noticed yet, but the darkness is more than just a lack of light. I've infused it with sadness, with depression, pain, torment, and gloom. Those who come in contact with it have their personal pains and sorrows intensified until they become unbearable. By the time all realms are covered, there will be wailing and wallowing and such grief. All happiness will be gone. In their misery I'll rise up and provide them with hope. They will look to me as a goddess, as their savior." Tears streamed down my face. Had I felt the effects of the darkness? I was sure I had. The hurt within felt like it would become a permanent friend. "And one other piece of information you might wan

His raven black short hair shines at the light of the small chandelier, although his bangs cover his eyes as he looked down, Ariz knew how beautiful his emerald green eyes are. Nobel Damian Lewis is his full name. At the age of 23, he is already a well-known parapsychologist, professor/researcher in British Society for Psychic Research that studied paranormal activities both those blamed to be cause by entities, and those believed to be cause by the mysterious ability of human mind. Aside from his genius mind, Nobel is also popular because of his handsome looks. With the height of 5’11, a lean body, and his pale white skin, people once asked her if her boss is a real living vampire.

"What are you? A serial killer? A wanted criminal? I really have a thing against men who are involved in crime so if you're one of them, you better spill your guts right now." I run my fingers over her face, pushing a few stray locks behind her ears. Funny how she thinks I'm just a serial killer or normal criminal. Princess, I'm the master of them all. "I'm…the darkness." "Excuse me?" I sink my weight further into her. "I'm the fucking darkness, princess. That is all you need to know." "Why?" I do not pretend to be oblivious to what she's asking. "Why I brought you here? Why I'm refusing to let you go?" Why I'm making the decision that I might never let you go?