Defiance Of Duskendale Novels & Stories

Mel's POV "B-But how?" Ayla stammers, still in shock. "In a dream, the Moon Goddess granted me the Eternalbane dagger,” Dusk explains. “I never expected to use it, but she revealed the growing darkness within your heart. I was too blinded by love to believe it. It wasn't until Jaxon uncovered your role in my mate's death and you erased his memories, I knew that it was time. I would never let you do to Melanie what you did to me!"

The shadows hadn’t yet faded when the kneeling figure raised their head. Their cloak slipped back, revealing a face marked by pale silver scars, glowing faintly in the blood-red eclipse light. Their eyes—so dark they seemed bottomless—were fixed on Serena alone. “I am the last of the Duskborne,” the stranger said, their voice carrying a cadence that vibrated through the bones of every wolf present. “And I kneel to you, Onyx Queen.” The clearing fell into silence.

“That was how they died. They weren’t able to fight at even half of their strength; but the Dusk Basilisk was. It had an overwhelming advantage and it used it. I must stop it!” *Bang* Aiden leapt off the ground and charged towards the large beast. His golden pupils shone brightly as his sharp claws streaked through the sky. He couldn’t allow the beast to slither into the hole or he would be in trouble. If it had its way, he would soon join the ranks of the undead!

POV EMMA BELLE The dawn didn't break; it bled. A jagged line of crimson sliced through the gray clouds, illuminating the valley floor where Caleb’s "Silver-Tide" stood waiting. They weren't just wolves. Thousands of human mercenaries, clad in armor etched with anti-shifter runes, stood in silent, terrifying formations. Their pikes weren't steel—they were pure, cold silver, gleaming with a light that made my wolf's skin crawl. "They've sold their souls to the Council for a chance to butcher us," Damon growled, his amber fur standing on end as he stood at the edge of the ridge. He was already half-shifted, his jaw elongated, his eyes two burning suns of pure fury.

“Ignorant boy! Who do you think you are, talking to me like that? Are you deaf? I have already announced Darcy Quint’s punishment! Do you not understand English? “Savage? Who are you calling savage? As the branch head of the Quints, Darcy colluded with outsiders to harm the head of the family. Breaking one of her legs is considered the lightest punishment!” Her heavy breath assaulted Sky’s nose and her sharp voice penetrated his ears. “One more word from you and I will slap your jaw off!” Kaze narrowed his eyes as he stood up. Sky refused to step down. “You people are savages—” “Slap!” Sky got slapped once more, but it was from his mother, Agnes. “Sky, shut it! How dare you speak to Madam Da

Chris took a familiar look at the name streamed in the building. Fantasia Corp. a famous telecommunications company in the country. The company whom Chris thought is a normal company where his parents work. He quietly followed Fidel as they walk inside the establishment, despite his calm demeanor is his unsettled mind. He wanted to know everything yet he’s afraid that he might not be strong enough to face the truth. “Humans are pretty greedy aren’t they?” Damien spoke while looking around. The demon has been really quiet the whole ride. He stopped talking after Fidel stopped asking about Cole, highly contradicting to the demon’s usual self. Chris almost forgot that the demon is with them.

I could feel the warmth of his body higher than usual. “I am a demon who lives by desire and greed, you have yielded with the contract that you have exchanged with your life?” “Then what do you want?” “I want the whole of you Veta Le Blanchet, not just your blood, heart and soul, it is the whole of you.” Theroux Claude, the third prince of the kingdom. “Lady Le Blanchet, just how can you stand this demon duke? If you ever get tired of him, you are always welcome to my palace.”

That's why I gently went on the corner of the first hallway only to see two shadows in the foyer. "Just tell me the truth! You like her! I saw you!" Ethan yelled pointing his forefinger to his uncle. "Enough Ethan! For gracious! What are you two fighting in the middle of the night?!" Ethan seems so mad not minding Lady Camila's words. "Your son is trying to steal my girl, grandma!" Ethan beamed in a high pitched voice. Lady Camila looked at her son with disappointedly. "I don't have anything to say..." Rhyiuz defended in a calmly manner.

He was no longer the prince he once was, but a creature of darkness, driven by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. As the moon cast its eerie glow over the ancient forest, Hera's forces descended upon the castle, their numbers overwhelming the small guard that remained. They moved with swift and silent precision, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight. Damon, sensing the intrusion, emerged from the forest, his eyes burning with a fiery red light. He let out a guttural roar, his voice echoing through the night, sending shivers down the spines of Hera's forces.

Candice followed behind Charlie. She had thought that keeping up with his long stride would be exhausting, but he walked slowly, letting her enjoy the stroll and the view. “Have you ever heard of a certain legend?” Charlie asked casually as he walked. “What kind of legend?” Candice replied from behind. “They say dusk is the witching hour—a supernatural time when demons and spirits hidden in the dark emerge. Some take human form, others possess people and walk among us. They might suddenly call your name, and if you answer… your soul gets devoured.”