Darkness Hero Novels & Stories

Her eyes were wild with fury as she hissed, "You're going to pay with your life!" Suddenly, a dagger flashed through the air and plunged into Samuel's stomach with a chilling sound. Samuel shielded my mom, taking the brutal hit for her. Just then, my mother sputtered, waterlogged and coughing violently, her eyes snapping open to meet Amelia's. Amelia, her sight apparently restored, glared at my mother with a mix of rage and hopelessness. She yanked the knife out and lunged again, aiming for my mom with deadly intent. "You're going down!"

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

descended an even larger shadow-a cloaked figure never seen before, grinning with two faces. Valtorius stiffened. "No... they called the Umbral Arbiter. This is... worse than I thought." And as the shadows swallowed the light again, Raven stared at her new enemy-with a gaze that was no longer fearful, but... lit with a determination she had never felt before. The hallway was now filled with colliding energies. Light and darkness competed for space, creating small explosions and invisible vortices that made the air heavy to breathe. Raven stood at the centre of it, her body emitting a purple light that now glowed darkly.

No sight of any way out or chance for surviving, and then I remembered my mom's last words to me. "At your darkest hour, when all seems lost and there is no hope of light. When you feel the darkness pressing in on you from every side, when you find yourself standing on the precipice of oblivion, A Hero will descend from the Moon. His glittering silver face will cast a bright light upon your path. Avoid him, but it will be impossible. You will thrive hard to run... that's when the beast in you will Awake, and you'll meet the real you"

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

Their weapons clashed with the darkness, sparks flying in the void. The battle was a blur of violence, a clash of wills. Liam and Xal'dar fought with a desperation born of survival, their bodies pushed to their limits. The figure was relentless, its attacks growing more powerful with each passing moment. But Liam and Xal'dar persisted, their spirits unbroken. They were the last defenders of the universe, and they would not let darkness prevail. As the battle raged, Liam felt a surge of power within him. It was as if the celestial body, the source of light and hope, was empowering him. With a primal scream, he unleashed a torrent of energy, a blinding light that engulfed the darkness.

Xander chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. "Rescue, you say? Oh, how predictable. But know this, Dakota, the shadows are my ally. I command them, and they will be your undoing." As Xander finished speaking, the room plunged into darkness, enveloped by an inky blackness that seemed to devour all light. Dakota's heart raced as he relied on his acute senses to navigate through the void, his movements cautious yet purposeful.

he went on, “your power will be capable of destroying the evil that plagues our society.” That word…evil…made my skin prickle. “You were born for this,” he said, his voice lowering. “The world has grown dark. Darkness is spreading, consuming everything in its path. Lives are being destroyed.” I shifted uncomfortably, my arms folding over my chest. “Okay,” I muttered. “That’s… dramatic.” Ben snorted quietly, and I shot him another look. “The darkness,” the healer continued, unfazed, “is real. And you are the only one who can stand against it.”

Miguel loved this girl too much to do something like that, so he finished his drink and left the party at around 8pm. Nadir had managed to feed off the energy of two men within two hours - an athletic bully who had so much of it that if she took all of his energy and life with it, would have enough for a week. However, Nadir could not do this if she did not want to attract the attention of not only humans, leaving a corpse trail behind her, but also "messengers of Heaven", otherwise known as angels, who easily detected the activity of demons on Earth, if they were not careful enough. The other man was a nearly forty-year-old military man, but still full of vigor. Nadir was haunting them whil