Dying Light Volatile Novels & Stories

I willed them to fight for me, and they became extensions of my arms and my soul. I slashed through the darkness with the Aurora sword. Beams of light broke through it. I aimed for Mila. I slashed through her but her image dissipated in the clouds. I spun through the clouds with the two swords. The Aurora Sword broke the clouds apart. The Night Sword sucked the darkness in. Mila appeared by the stairs. Darkness snaked out of her and around the throats of each of the brothers. "Come with me or they all die." I froze in the middle of the bar. "Stop it."

He was our beacon in the face of impending darkness, a symbol of our resolve to stand against the High Council. In the chaos that had enveloped us, Dax sought me out, his eyes brimming with a terror that struck a chord in my heart. His gaze bore into mine, filled with a raw vulnerability that I had seldom seen in him. "I can't lose you, Vivi," he whispered, his voice trembling with the weight of his unspoken fears. The intensity of his emotions, so openly displayed, left me breathless.

The sudden, catastrophic death of the Eastern Seaboard did not happen quietly. It sounded like the earth itself was violently exhaling. The heavy, mechanical hum of the Valerius subterranean medical wing completely flatlined. The blinding, sterile fluorescent lights died instantly. The sub vault plunged into an absolute, suffocating, pitch black void. Arthur Vance and his four elite Volkov mercenaries were completely, biologically blinded. The sudden transition from blinding surgical light to absolute zero plunged their retinas into a terrifying, disorienting shock.

Avery whispered to the Spire-Link, which was hovering just outside the leaden door. "The contract is with the living, Avery," Dominic’s voice boomed through the external link. "The Sombra does not recognize the 'Right to Die' in the dark. It only recognizes the 'Will to Live' in the Light." Avery pushed the door open. She didn't bring needles; she brought her own presence. As she stepped into the Vault, the silver-violet light of her skin illuminated the dark, dusty room. She reached out and touched the first person she saw—a young woman shivering with fever.

The Morettis hadn't just killed his wife; they had killed her for a piece of paper that was currently sitting in his safe. He knew that getting angry would only make him messy, and he couldn't afford to be messy. He needed to be smart. He needed a plan to get his revenge and destroy them for good. He needed to hit them where it would hurt the most. "So they want this contract?" Adrian asked, his voice low and dangerous. "They killed my wife for it, and now they’re failing because they don’t have it?" Valentino nodded. "They're desperate. They're looking for a miracle to save their name."

The vase isn’t perfect in shape and is actually quite deformed but still its Melissa’s favorite. He sighed and gently held the vase and continued wiping the table. He hates himself for the emotions he’s been feeling. It was a rash decision when he decided to make a contract with Damien but didn’t expect it to be like this. He thought he’ll be emotionless enough to face his dilemma but it was the opposite of what he expected. The empty feeling is temporary and when it came back, it him like a meteor. He’s always confused, sometimes he feels like everyone is an enemy that he should look out for or he will be dead, but sometimes he also feel like some people can be trusted.

And when I’m gone, I know he’ll hurt, but maybe one day he’ll feel himself again. The Soul Eaters are all around me now. There’s walls of them all around me, and I let them feast. They come to me like honey in a trap. They are so exhilarated by this energy that they close their eyes. And I start to glow. I pull up the energy I have and glow brighter and brighter. They drink and drink. And then I am light. I am light itself. And once the light hits its limits, I pull in one go at the darkness. I pull at it with everything. To make the switch as fast and as forcefully as possible. I start to run through them all. Each one destroyed before it knows what’s happening. I fill them with way too muc

We'd taken down almost every single last one of them, and I was sure it wouldn't be long before whoever was left would be waving a white flag in surrender. I was halfway to celebrating when it hit me—the dart. It was a complete shock to my system. At first, I thought I'd be okay, but it wasn't long before the liquid started spreading through my body, a burning sensation taking over all my senses. My vision blurred as I tried to push through it and keep fighting, and blood trickled from my nose, making it hard to breathe. But I forced myself to keep going. No one took Alpha Tyson Tikaani down without a serious fight and, as far as I was concerned, this was not a serious enough fight to take m

Me. I hear Benny swear as the car dies as the link between was cut. I tell everyone what is going on. Dad says he will stay here with the women. I make sure to have several of our best warriors come to the pack house. I have no idea if they will try to get this deep into our territory, but I am not taking a fucking chance. The rest of us, including Dorian, Xo and Lance headed out. They were more than able to keep up with us as we all shifted. I heard a loud howl as we closed in on where they should be. I could hear growling, and I knew that Benny was fighting. I had no idea where my dark princess was, but if they touched one hair on her head they would die. It started growing darker the clos

She slowly put me down, panting heavily. She produced a small bottle that seemed to contain a black liquid and handed it to me. I took it from her with questions. "Take that road leading to the stream. Beside the stream, you'll find a cottage hidden in the bushes where you can spend the night. Rub this potion all over your body, it will cloak your scent but would only last for the night. After that, your fate rests on your hand," She explained. I listened to her with tears on my eyes. I was battling with my emotions and it felt like a huge lump was obstructing my vocal cord.