Deus Dark Fall Novels & Stories

Not now. The white-haired Deus jumped the girl from behind, though she was ready, and so was her ability. She lashed out with everything that she could, his hands sending electric shocks through her form, though it only seemed to make her stronger, her fire burning with a new ferocity. He fell to the ground, his entire frame alight, his screams of anguish filling the clearing. and yet, Astria did not leave it there, she bombarded him with all she could at once, the fire seeping from every part of her body; turning him into ash within seconds.

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

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.

At that time, Dragon Knight with everything broke the object when he fell close to an altar, when finally, interrupting the words of another magician, when Hermes came zooming in stealing the book from Faust's hands. Among the other werewolves who came to the rescue so they could surrender the mages and vampires who revolted against the order of the Society of Shadows. Finally, tying the magician, the god of darkness to his complete astonishment, freed himself on top of Dragon Knight who fell there in the middle of the altar, getting his hands bloody on one of the artifacts that exploded, but the giant god of darkness , looking curiously, he was horned and curiously, watching the man beneath

I ask Dark curious. He starts telling me that he has found out about Layla's father, that he is the ruler of the actual hell. I get very surprised by his reply and demand him to tell me more and how to get there. Dark tries to calm me down, explaining to me how dangerous that might be, and how he could not come with me, because he would be locked up immediately. Dark tells me he doesn't know the full real story, only the rumors, that the ruler of hell, an incubus named Cade, had a life here on earth and fell in love with the most beautiful woman, who was actually a werewolf.

Callie shouted, sweat dripping down her forehead from the intense effort. Without hesitation, I grabbed the Dark God by the neck, tightening my grip. With my other hand, I seized his abdomen and, with a brutal motion, tore him in half. A piercing scream echoed as, instead of entrails, imprisoned souls burst free from his body. Nocturnus’s form disintegrated into black ash, leaving only a sharp-toothed grin atop the pile of dust. "Damn you!" Sora Rhea erupted in fury, glaring at us with blazing hatred. "I will have my revenge—mark my words!"

He chuckled and coughed out blood, My chest tightened immediately and I moved away from him. "What are you talking about?" "You've not met your doom yet, Because Enea is the doom itself,He will ruin you,Break you and disorganize your life,..." •••

They were basically rich and spoilt. Nolan had always been a terrible person until he met Kyla. When Kyla died, he became worse. He didn't even need Sasha and serenity anymore. He didn't need anyone in his life. He didn't even want to live anymore. He blamed himself over and over. Now, he doesn't even feel anything anymore. Kyla's death turned him Into a dark, heartless man. He doesn't even have a heart anymore. He doesn't smile, he doesn't give a shit about anyone, he just lives because he feels like hurting others the same way he hurts. Making them feel the hurt he felt and still feels, seemed like a way of paying life back through the pain of others.

Knowing we had some time before we reached our destination, I ask Christopher, “Who exactly is this Dark Goddess?” Christopher turns slightly to look at me and I could see that he was questioning whether he should enlighten me on who she was, but thankfully he decides to tell me. “She is not of this world, just like your Moon Goddess. She is from another realm, that feeds on the souls of the fallen. In human terms, she is like the devil, that collects the souls of those that are lost. If she is unleashed, she will bring back all those souls with her, and all the good that we know now will be lost to her and her disciples. We can’t let that happen.”

Her eyes, two glowing orbs of malevolent power, stared unblinkingly at the figure kneeling before her—Lord Draven. Draven, once a powerful and feared vampire lord, now looked like a beaten dog. His normally imposing figure was hunched, his head bowed low in submission. His plan had failed. Despite his careful preparation, his meticulous execution, he had not succeeded in killing Lara, the Luna of Tribiano. Worse still, Magnus had discovered his deception before Draven could strike. Now, he was back in Thana's dark domain, awaiting her judgment.