Darksider Strife Novels & Stories

“That was always the plan.” Storm clouds gathered above Blackpine Ridge as Eric led the elite strike team through the lower basin. Jaden flanked him on the left, Maya on the right. Two dozen warriors, cloaked in stealth sigils, fanned through the trees. “Perimeter’s unstable,” Maya whispered. “They’re drawing from something dark. You feel that?” Eric nodded. “he’s using dark magic.” Ahead, the lake shimmered unnaturally. Beneath it, the entrance to The Cradle pulsed with an eerie red glow.

The ruthless emnity of the Morenno brothers and their mindless followers earned them the name, “Domineers.” Cornered and helpless, the people of Ravenna, led by their new chief, a strong and respected young man by the name of Delmar, gathered the remnants of his people behind the walls of a great fortress they constructed high upon a mountain plateau called the Citadel. Soon, it became clear to them that there was little to no hope of fighting back against the Domineers. However, about five years after the invasion in Ravenna, a young boy from the Outside named Alex Lee wandered into the Dark Zone and found himself accidentally thrust into the terrible conflict. After seeing the suffering of

Darkness consuming entire cities. And one mural in particular froze her completely. The Shadow Sovereign. Kael. Standing alone in burning ruins while black storms swallowed the horizon around him. The expression carved onto his face looked utterly destroyed. Lyra’s chest tightened painfully. The ancient wolf noticed her staring. “The Grief Wars.” Silence settled instantly. Kael looked away sharply. Lucien’s expression darkened. Cassian frowned slightly. “That was the name of it?” Astrid answered quietly. “Yes.” The bond trembled painfully.

"Trust me! You won't... But I dare you to do something like this again." He warned her. She broke the hug and shook her head. "You won't understand..." She mumbled while walking away and Damon sighed. Mira sat out in the garden with worried face and called her mother. "What happened, Kiddo?" Maya asked when she saw her face. "Maa, I don't know what's happening..." Mira sighed while rubbing her face. "Nothing is going right!" "What happened?" Maya asked worriedly. "Damon and I had a huge fight a few days back, I got into a minor accident, he survived two life threatening attacks... I don't know why it's happening."

" (Sobbing)I can't believe this, I can't believe my own sister can murder a human in cold blood, I was too late, I couldn't get to Ariela before Brit did and now she has killed her, She staged her accident and now she's dead worse of it all I found out she's the reason our Dad died, she killed our father and our step mom and staged everything as an accident and now she's set out on another mission to Ariela's daughter. (Sniffing) I was able to discover that she already took my cousin in and posing as Aryah Marrietta a friend of Ariela, I just hope I'm able to get their location in time and tell my cousin about everything and who she is really" "(Breathing heavily and packing some paper in he

My heart thumping, I turn quickly to him, "I thought we were going to the Creek tonight." "The creek is still miles away. It is extremely dangerous to travel that way during the dark because we have to pass through enemy territory." A cold smile tilts his lips, "believe it or not, I love to see my prey's head clearly as it rolls off his neck in combat." I cringe away from him. "You're sick." All traces of humour disappears from his eyes and I feel my insides turn cold at the sudden darkness that swirls in those green depths.

Her heart hammered with every strike and blow. They clashed repeatedly, sparks flying as light and darkness battled for dominance. Alex’s strikes were precise and powerful, driven by his unyielding love for his family. Daimon countered with raw strength and malice, each swing of his blade aiming to crush Alex entirely. Daimon’s laughter echoed across the battlefield as he swung his darkened blade, infused with pure malice, directly at Alex. Alex’s wolf barely dodged, the blade slicing through the air with a hiss and shattering the ground beneath him.

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

With a strike of the lighting, all the Storm Riders disappeared. Calla ran towards Ethan. She cut her wrist and held it close to his mouth. As the scent of berries hit his nostrils, his eyes turned pitch black. He held her wrist tightly and started drinking her blood. Gulp after gulp, he drank from her wrist. Once his wounds were fully healed, he let go of her wrist and pulled her close to him. Before she could react, he captured her lips in a long and hungry kiss.

I keep my voice low, uncertain if he’s in any physical pain. “Give me a minute. The distance makes it difficult to understand.” He manages to explain. “Try rambling what you hear.” To my surprise, he nods as he covers his ears. “Operation underground. Cole must return. Alpha Black. Crimson Dawn.” “Alpha Andre Redmen?” I nearly whisper as I realize exactly who I’m talking to, unable to grasp the idea that someone in his family has not completely abandoned him as everyone believes. “Alpha Andre Redmen, can you hear me?” I speak loud enough for him to hear.