Dullahan Myth Novels & Stories

But she wasn't ready or expecting what Darla managed to spill out. "The Golden light means…. She's a Demon Lord!". "De…. Demon what!?". Everywhere was silent when they heard the word Demon from Darla's mouth. They all believed that the Demons were just a MYTH story told to them by their ancestors. They never expected it to be real!. If that is true, and the Demon really exists…. Why didn't they show up all this while?. Hattie was beginning to doubt Darla's vision.

Christopher John asked sarcastically, his tone dripping with cynicism. “As much as we can give, but he can't be satisfied by animal blood. Legend has it that there was a time when a great drought befell the land, to the point of nearly extinction. The elders then had to make human sacrifices to appease the gods, the Great Sacrifice. They said the moon turned red that day because the gods were overfed, and he granted everyone present their heart's desires,” the girl narrated, but her story only elicited amusement from Damian and his friends. “Yeah, right. What a shitty legend,” Briana muttered, his tone laced with sarcasm, and his friends chuckled softly.

"Because I think I need to remind you of how your curse works if you decide to take one on." "I know how it works, my lord." One hundred years. That's all a dullahan gets in order to bring to justice the person or people that originally killed them. Dullahans were changelings who died before they got claimed, and didn't get to ascend into the species of their sires. For me, my sire had been Lord Elbegahst of the Black Flame, best friend and first knight to Lord Ingálvur of The In-Between. It's why, unlike other dullahans, my aura had condescended itself into flames upon my arising.

How could she recount that in front of all the elders? By the end of her recounting, Veron huffed and said, "Mother, Darryl is too despicable! He proclaimed that he was the Nine Mainland's hero. That he was the founder of the Elysium Gate, but it was a load of bull!" Rophe said, "Yes, and when Darryl and Miss fought, he acted skittishly and spoke frivolously. He was acting like a complete scoundrel!" Agatha's eyebrows locked in place when she heard that, and the elders discussed among themselves.

“How about you tell us what happened here and what you know of Laina.” She felt the subtle command in his voice and it only made her angry, but Dannie was too exhausted to fight him right now. “My nightmares haven’t been the usual stuff. Ever since I came back here they’ve been more vivid and concrete, and all about the deabru. I saw them in Iztal, possessing a guy here, Iztal before it was destroyed, you guys during the Great War.” “How is that possible?” her mom asked, handing Dannie a warm, damp cloth. Her mother gave her a sympathetic grimace and brushed her hair back from her face.

Roe, Lupus and Gunner all glared at him at the same time. “I’m sorry” he coughed as he swallowed his laugh. “We’re telling ghost stories now? You can’t be serious” he exclaimed sarcastically. His tone and face were smothered in animosity and disbelief. “I know I'm still new to all this, but weren’t True Mates considered to be a myth as well?” I asked while eyeing Daniel. His expression changed and he frowned slightly. “That’s different” he grumbled and turned away. “So this Were, what’s his name?” I asked, turning back to Roe.

I left out all the Idris info to him, not knowing if my brother knows him or not. “A Phoenix Aurora? How did you know about them? No one ever speaks of them anymore since they have been extinct for so long.” He looks at me truly puzzled by what I have said. “You see a Phoenix is the Lord of all creation, before everything from the very beginning. Men invented books depicting of a “human god” the all mighty that made everything from nothing. This is not true. The Phoenix, is the most rare mythical creature to have ever lived. Noone has seen one in hundreds and thousands of years, they have the power to build life, the power of true creation. But alas, they have died out a victim of their own

It’s almost painful to watch. “I was speaking with Akin earlier, and I think there’s something you all should know,” Caelan says, his gaze sweeping over us with that well-practiced charm. “The Bright Waters are, well, they’re a myth. An old story. Something to lure outsiders deep into the mountains where only death awaits. It’s an Oceanean tale told to keep people out.”