Deku Dark Hero Novels & Stories

I scanned my surroundings and there he was, the dark lord, sitting in the Jacuzzi with both hands resting on the edge of the tub. “I can see you’re feeling better. Care to join me?”

“Okay so maybe we could also look for any texts about the moon goddess’s blessed wolf and also the dark knight. Faith your on dark knight duties Destin your on blessed wolf. I bought some note books and pens should we need to write down notes” Delilah has taken charge and I’m glad she did because I’m still on cloud nine and unfocused. This is why we work well as a team anyone of us rising to the occasion when the others are falling short. I’ve looked through and power read five books it’s two am Delilah has fallen asleep face first in her book and Destin is nodding off. I tell him to go to bed we have warrior training tomorrow at five he just lays on the lounge in the library and nods off no

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

The one whose name my people still cursed in their prayers. But my traitorous eyes refused. They drank him in greedily tracing the corded muscles of his arms visible even beneath the armour, the way his chest rose and fell with calm, controlled breaths, the faint scar that sliced through one dark brow. He was beautiful in the way storms are beautiful terrifying and mesmerising all at once. Soren Masuda was raw power wrapped in divine grace. A strange forbidden ache bloomed low in my belly. Shame followed instantly, hot and bitter on my tongue. Stop it, Evelise. He is not yours to look at.

I had no idea what he was talking about. "Outwardly, he's a hero who rescues rogue-taken pups. That's what you assume him to be. But behind the curtain, he's picking out the good-looking she-wolves and selling them to the brothels. Those poor girls would then become playthings for humans," Derek sneered. "Guess he came up with this idea cuz he can't revive the Silver Moon Pack with his own capabilities. What a pathetic loser!" Then he planted me on the ground, forcing me to see the photos on the files.

Dark said and Lenox laugh at him. “How can we kill a goddess? Specially the Goddess of Destruction?” he asked and Dark smirked at him and throw a ball of fire on his side. “Target her heart, it’s her weakness!” Dark shouted as his voice echoed as he slowly left. He is really serious of chasing me. He is desperate to end the world using me. But I won’t let that happen. I will make these werewolves to be an element of defeating the God of Death. I know that Dark will underestimate them but love can turn impossible to possible.

Victor broke them all with surgical ease. By the fourth week, Zaphis admitted what Aaron already suspected. “He’s no longer learning. He’s remembering. His body, his soul, was built for this.” Aaron said nothing, watching Victor decimate three knights in under a minute with a single, rune-laced slash. The Empire didn’t just have a Hero. It had a monster in human skin. And only the Duke, his fated partner, had any hope of keeping him tethered.

What fantastical narrative is this? "According to the sorceress's far-sighted visions of the future, the Dark King is not of this world. He is a werewolf from another realm. Should he win the Moon Goddess' battle, he'll gain the power to open a portal to his world, which could unleash catastrophic consequences on our planet. That's why the Dark King must perish at any cost," Howard explained, his resolve clear. "I will not release the antidote, no matter what."

Herandra raved and cried to the light gods for aid, seeing as she was unable to act as he had won the duel far and square, but the decree came straight from illumino telling her to ‘hold fast for the son of light’. Detok bit his lip in frustration, how could he had been so blind to what had been literally staring him in the face all these while?, jason Alecto elixtu was obviously the son of light, anointed by illumino and chosen by aether to be the tip of the spear in the light gods’ weapon of battle against the dark pantheon, and the most infuriating aspect of it all was, the dark pantheon was limited in what they could do, they had played their hand in the wave of surprise attack they took

The grin on the Seeker’s face grew wider until his lips parted, showing his sharp teeth. Hudde whistled. “That is the ugliest smile I have ever seen. You look like a swampshark.” Eude narrowed his eyes. “I wondered why you looked so familiar. You look exactly like the swampshark that ate my dog when I was ten years old. I still wear the belt I made from his hide.” “What the Darkness is a Seeker?” Rhobart asked. “A Seeker is a person that willingly gives his heart and soul to Beliar. In return, the Dark God makes him almost immortal. He is not only almost impossible to kill but also extremely powerful,” Milton explained.