Deku Dark Side Novels & Stories

“The entire Pack firmly believes she’s involved with those Darklings. We can’t make any reckless move and draw their suspicions on us- Don’t forget her family is still under house arrest so...” I lose track of the rest of the things he says, the mention of that unsettling word threatening to unleash my anger as I zip back to the forest. ‘Daklings?’ Those degenerates are what the Werewolves would call a Rogue, while we refer to them as Rejects. They’re beings of the underworld and not surface-dwellers as we’ve adapted over the centuries.

Jewel The ground all around us begins to crack and burst open and Neeko starts laughing like the bloody madman that he clearly is, this energy is of the dark arts! He shouts at the top of his lungs one of his eyes is Dark Red and the other is Black, this madman traded a piece of his soul for the power of darkness! I look up to the skies and murmur {{ why didn't you tell me! }} but no matter, I can handle this. We all regroup and wait [[ HEAR MY VOICE YOU DWELLERS OF THE DEEP, LEND ONTO ME YOUR STRENGTH AND DESIRES OF DESTRUCTION! COME TO ME! JULIUS CREE! ]]

The metallic taste mingled with the magic on my tongue, creating a strange alchemy of pain and power. "Careful, you idiot!" Daekan hissed, his voice suddenly sharp with a weird kind of alarm that I'd never heard from him before. It almost sounded like concern, though I knew better than to believe he actually cared about my wellbeing. "Pull it out from the right side of the stream! Make sure it's not from the left! The left is the destruction, the raw frost… if you touch that side, you'll freeze his heart before you can even touch his core! Pull from the golden vein on the right!"

Debated invisibly. “We will experience,” the Seventh Dark said finally. “All five of us. Together. For one day. We will observe. We will feel. We will understand. And then we will prove you wrong. Will demonstrate that existence is terrible. Will show that nothing is superior. Will convince Dawn and Dusk to return. Will restore unity. Will end this corruption. One day. That is our offer. That is our compromise. That is our final attempt before we erase everything. Accept or we end this now.”

He was rubbing soothing circles on my back just like he always did whenever I was anxious or nervous about something. We made it to the main floor where so many people were already present, on seeing Damien some men did a small bow, I didn't pay much attention to everyone's action as I was trying my best to smile. Ruhee passed a grin with a small thumbs up. She was standing with a woman who looked slightly older than her. An old couple made their way in our direction with a young guy following them. "They are the alpha and the luna of the dark moon pack," Damien whispered in my ear, "behind them is their son, the future alpha of the pack."

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.

end of his POV Mia's POV That dark side of mine was ready to be harnessed. I've waited on and growing impatient. It's dusk already and the moon was going to come out soon. A Human repeller like me surely have a dark side. The light side keeps me sane while the dark side wants me to go berserk and berserk I will go. Once I've killed Tartal, I will save my brother.

I say. “Don’t be; nothing you could do about it,” Kendra says. “Maybe I can now. The vampires will be here tonight, and Chuck seems to think he has a location. He used the car GPS to track down the moon pack,” I say. “Moon pack?” she questions me. “The pack is called the moon pack,” I say. “I hope the vampires can stop them,” Kendra says. “Me too,” I say. “I was thinking about walking down to the beach again. Want to join me?” Kendra asks.

Sebastian feels a new surge of energy. The truth has its way of coming out the light, that is sure of. His vision might not be what he used to be, and he is coming to realize that sometimes, black isn't really black and white isn't really white. He presses through the night back to Bushkill with two things in his mind. One: he had given the pompous bastards things to ponder about. Two: He knows betrayal well enough to get Laurel to open her bowels.

he keeps talking, speaking about being a homophobic jerk. I took a sip of my coffee but it didn’t taste the same, it wasn’t even good to begin with, I placed the cup on the table, placed some money on the table and left the café angry, my mood is as sour as always, and they doubt if I have a soul. I clearly have one, a dark one, one that’s filled with darkness and pain, with no one to be there for me, to bring light to my darkness.