Dead Darrius Novels & Stories

Alpha Darius's eyes went wide with shock and realization as the blood started to flow out of him before losing his life eventually. 'That was... unexpected.' Dark chuckled as we witnessed the death of Alpha by his son. 'But on the other hand, It's quite disappointing that his death didn't end in our hands. We should be the ones giving Darius his punishment for ruining our pack and taking away your sister. Now how do we know the whereabouts of him if the old man's already dead?"

Until they bled from every pore, leaving nothing but dried husks while screaming and weeping in anguish. Unfortunately, he had simply snapped their necks. They'd had it too easy. Most especially Draken. The bastard. He deserved better than death. And no matter what, he did not deserve any mercy. Darius could only pray that the old motherfucker rotted in hell after putting Brielle through so much. As he hurried through the deep woodland, Darius felt a warm liquid fall from his neck. He was bleeding, but he wasn't sure if it belonged to them.

"What happened to Darius?" Lander raised a brow at his mate, and that made James roll his eyes. It wasn't like Lander could control Ella. He knew better than that. James supplied, "Killed in battle a few years into the war with the remaining vampires in the Nork." "Can you be sure of that?" she asked. "Until last summer, everyone believed that Marlon was dead too..." Lander gave a firm nod. "Darius is dead, love. I saw his body with my own eyes. None of the warriors can resurrect when their heads are taken. "

It has been a few days since we found Mel almost dead, it has made us more determined to defeat our enemy. Jared and Aiden were right, whatever has happened in the past or is happening in the present was not any of our fault. We didn't ask for any of this, Darrius was a power-hungry creature and he would go to any level to make sure he gets what he wants. I would be damned if I let him win, he has hurt way too many people, he didn't deserve to stay another day on earth. He was clearly past redemption.

And the biggest ghost still haunting him hadn’t yet been laid to rest. That changed when the door opened. Darius stepped in, unbothered by protocol or time. He didn’t knock. He didn’t have to. His expression said enough, it was done. Alexander didn’t say a word, but his eyes snapped up the moment Darius approached, and in those few seconds, an entire conversation passed between them. “He’s alive,” Darius began, voice low. “Barely. We got him after he drove himself off a cliff trying to flee. Dumb luck didn’t kill him.”

Darius asked to follow him but Marpha told him to be behind them incase of any need for back up. Darius and some other red troop were hiding in the bushes and saw everything. waiting for the right moment. When Elias and Damian took a walk to talk about their next plan, they attacked silently. Darius ordered not to kill anyone but one proved stubborn and Darius killed him without mercy. Since there would be no need for a complete body as proof of Marpha's death, Darius cuts off the head and disfigured the face with a dagger beyond recognition, threw the body into the black hole and instructed the ones walking for Elias to present the head as Marpha. They all agreed because Darius threatened t

He killed my future. There was blood all over his face ... I couldn't look anymore. I was just praying he would kill me faster. NOWADAYS..... I knocked on the door and entered my boss's office. "Finally." he said as if he had been waiting for me for hours. "What do you have for me?" I asked immediately. "Sit down." he waited for me to sit down and pulled out a folder of documents. "This information is about a very dangerous man." he handed me the folder. "His name is Richard Valentino and he is an Italian assassin and arms dealer."

Although there was little he could do, because he always thought about her. Darius considered keeping the fact that he was still alive a secret, but he reminded him that he not only represented the hybrid to Zander, he was also Daniel Ranlone to the rest of society and it was not good to fake his death because no one connected him with the dangerous creature inside him. Only Zander, outside of his family circle, knew he was the hybrid and sooner or later would find out that he was still alive. So he decided to return to his life as a human, while planning with his father the way to take revenge once and for all on that miserable vampire.

He swore to himself he would do as his uncle said. ******** Darius and one of his men dismounted from their horses when they arrived in the forest not far from the hut where Grover and the others were. “My prince, why are we stopping here? We must immediately tell the others about Lester's death. Their troops must be heading here by now to kill us,” he said in a panic. Darius walked closer to him with a smile on his face and stood before him. Darius suddenly took out his knife and stabbed it in his heart. He stepped back while holding onto his bleeding wound before he fell to the ground.

he ended his comment with a mockery laugh and Darius joined in. "Yes, my mate is an omega and I am very proud of who he is. His status, however, doesn't change the fact that he is Ryker Starrk." I rebelled confidently and their laughter died down. As I added, "Right now, what matters the most is, we stop Derrick Marshall while we still can. We don't want history to repeat itself. We will perish if we sit with our legs crossed." "That's impossible..." Darius revolted. "Nothing was recorded on Derrick Marshall. They were both killed by the goddess. We would have known if he was still alive."