Darksiders Uriel Novels & Stories

Selene can’t help him either. After much deliberation and with a firm resolve to free his sister, Uriel remembers someone he never thought he’d contact again: Kaelan Darkmane. He has the strength and power to pull this off and could get here quickly. If Uriel has to call in a favor, he will—even if it means paying the consequences later. After a short call and Kaelan’s surprising agreement to come without asking many questions—which is very unlike him—Uriel waits patiently. About an hour later, he hears heavy breathing and low growls coming through the forest. He’s close.

Whereabouts: Unknown The picture next to her was Zadkiel’s mother but her condition was better than now and her clothes looked like they were sent straight from heaven. This meant that Uriel was Zadkiel’s father. He went back to stare at the picture of his father and his eyes filled with tears as he caressed the picture pasted on the paper who now he could see resembled him in multiple features. He stood up, placing the file on the desk and walked around the chair to see the metallic tag. A gift to U.C – The Onyx Tails Pack by The Spirit Walker Pack

“Maowry. I should’ve known you were still alive.” “Disappointed you can’t kill me, Uriel?” “Yes, maybe I am. You are the most troublesome of all the original gods. That’s why I am here to get rid of you, permanently.” “So you admit you were trying to kill the original gods in the first place?” “When did I ever say that?” Uriel smirked, rushing at them with a curved blade. Thiton supported from behind, bending the shadows against the spirits. “You can’t help her, Marvis!”

"Very well, Isolde. I will help you perform this spell, but we must be cautious. The consequences of wielding such dark magic are unpredictable." Isolde's smile widened, a feral glint in her eyes. "Agreed, Baros. We'll take every precaution. The coven will soon bow to our will, and there will be no one left to oppose us." With their dark pact sealed, Isolde and Baros delved into the forbidden pages of the ancient tome, embarking on a perilous journey that would grant them immense power but also set into motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance of their world. As the incantations began to flow, the shadows in the room seemed to deepen, echoing the darkness that now gri

What happened? "Fread was an orphan when Zion accepted him; he told me that he's not the only one. Zion has been adopting and saving children from the slums to breed hollow assassins again. Not just that, there are almost half a thousand of them. Fread served that company for 16 hellish years taking orders to kill certain people. Until Fread and his companions decided to leave, sadly for him, as we all know he was left standing." I don't know why but, he has sympathy over what happened.

Mariah, looked over her baby, clutching her to her chest. “I blessed her with grace,” Uriel hummed. “In what form it comes in, I’m not sure about with a little baby.” Uriel’s powers continued to grow. She could suck lies out of little, naughty children and along with that gave them the guilt until once they prayed for forgiveness, she would instantly grant.

And then he was there, wings as black as velvet shadow, curved around a form that wasn’t just male, but celestial and wrong in all the right ways. He didn’t descend like an angel. He landed like a curse. Uriel Linel was unlike anything she’d ever imagined Heaven could make. Tall, brutal-jawed, with a mouth that looked like it had forgotten how to smile and eyes like liquid gold drowning in rage. His armor was scorched, but his bare chest gleamed with scars that caught the moonlight. Blood and silver glistened across his collarbone. “You shouldn’t see me,” he rasped, voice broken like fallen bells. “You shouldn’t be able to see me.”

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

I chuckled at his childish act as I wrapped the small bandage that he gave me over my cut. "Each element user has a name. I-who work with sand- is called a Sykap. Water; Woyeb. Fire, a firess as I said before, and finally the stones, a Hultin. As for a person like, who can choose to either work with one or all for more power and concentration is called a Clontinia." I nodded, slowly taking in his words. "How do we start?" His eyes light up at my question as he seated himself more comfortably. He loved doing this.

I was probably behaving weirdly and I could see he starting to worry. "Yeah, it's just-- I'm cold. Yeah cold." I lied. It wasn't actually a lie since I suddenly felt chilled to the bones. "Oh, hold on for a moment then, we should set up the camps soon its dark after all and this place keeps getting creepier but no worries okay? I've been in forests even late at night and there are no such things as witches or wizards or vamps." He chuckled. He said that to calm me down but down but all I could feel was more fear at the mention of vampire but laughed with him Anyways, she didn't want start acting like a sissy, that was Sadie's and Adrianna's job.