Doctor Strange In The Dimension Of Darkness Novels & Stories

My head fell backward on Xander’s chest as I blinked my eyes to get rid of them. I don’t know what Xander was saying or what Dimitri replied with as he stood near his father’s bed. I could barely see their features, let alone hear them. Just as it started, it suddenly stopped. I didn’t hear shouts; I didn’t hear her chants, I only saw his father open his eyes widely and shot forward with a deep inhale. It was then that I let myself let go and gave up to the darkness that looked too welcoming. His eyes shot open and mine shot close.

She closed one eye and exhaled slowly trying to clear her head. "You are in my home," a male voice spoke out from the far end of the room. She opened her eyes again, and this time in the dim light coming through the window, she saw Night Frost. She sat up fast, causing her head to spin out of control. "Why am I here?” She remembered his fist coming at her and then dancing lights. “And where is my friend?"

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.

I stammered, my voice quivering with a mix of shock and desperation. Dr. Thorne's gaze softened as he knelt beside me, his tone filled with compassion. "I don't have all the answers, Scarlett. The darkness within Ethan, it's powerful and insidious. Dr. Thorne's words echoed in my mind, their weight sinking into my consciousness. The darkness within Ethan, powerful and insidious. The realization shook me to the core, but I couldn't allow myself to succumb to despair. Emily and Freda needed us, and we had to find a way to save them.

– Tsuki questioned. - They're waiting for you in the helicopter. – The agent said. – The exemption documents are waiting for you with your lawyer. - He said. Then Tsuki was heading back to America in the helicopter. At that time Darkness was still on a trip to another part of the universe, he had a new power to harness, he went to say goodbye to the agents, then he went to take a shower, take out everything inside him, then dry off, put on a robe, and lie down for a while, before going down to eat some good pasta.

Silas laughed, a jarring, mechanical sound echoed by the twelve possessed board members. The high-tech particle accelerators surrounding the ritual circle hummed louder, the air growing heavy with the metallic tang of ozone and the stench of the Abyss. "Five minutes, Blackwood," Silas sneered, tapping his temple. "Five minutes until New York becomes the new capital of the Dark Dimension. Your archaic sword cannot stop the convergence of science and sorcery." Killian didn't reply with words. He adjusted the cuff of his Tom Ford suit, twisted the hilt of his flaming broadsword, and unleashed a low, vibrating growl that shattered the expensive crystal decanters on the side table.

I order before exiting the room. **** Location: Red blood pack (visitors room) Mrs Dark POV. "Trigger your healing Drake and quit unnecessary winces" I assist him off the ground. "It ain't easy mom,they're broken beyond repair" he complains. "You bloody lair,nothing is extremely broken for our enhanced healing,not even destroyed eyes" I smack his head. "Am guessing these are worse than destroyed eyes" he groan's. "They aren't,you still talk dummy,they can be healed, trigger your healing because we've got catching up to do" I state.

“Yesterday, what actually happened? I know it wasn’t Jasper Lang, but rather, the man he brought with him that made you upset.” “He…” “His name is Sylvester, isn’t he? He hasn’t appeared in Darkside for very long. I have my mind to teach him a lesson.” “But, he’s a member…” “He’s only a doctor with a business in Darkside. He has no right to hurt you like he did.” My body jolted up at the mention of Darkside. He had a business there? But why? I thought of the new tattoos he had on his chest and it made me ponder further. What had Syl fallen into during these three years that I was gone, that led him to be acquainted with Jasper Lang?

he says with a wide smile on his lips, he opens the door and the typical and characteristic smell of blood floods my sense of smell again, I enter and the man Claus was torturing for the last three hours he looks horrible, he has wounds all over his body bathed in blood, he is only in his underwear and two clamps connected to a modern electricity generating device hang from his nipples, the son of a bitch was having fun, I look at him with displeasure and he smiles proudly “You wanted me to talk, right?...” I roll my eyes and approach the man who is between consciousness and unconsciousness “Hotchner….” I call him, the man barely moves his head. “Your daughter, she'll be fine... she won't re

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE