Evil Libra Dark Side Novels & Stories

Run home to your mother’s breast for I see you are not weaned completely, because a dog that enters into a leopard’s den will surely have its coat soaked in blood, only a fool ventures into Elegbara’s groove, beheld my divine calamity boy for no mortal born of a woman has seen such terrible presence and lived to tell the tale. I am Eshu Elegbara; the daemon deity, father of incubi, succubi, windhorls, tree demons and ghommids of the dark forest. I am the hopeless calm after despair, the acceptance of the inevitable, the dreaded one that snatches the infant from its mothers safe arms, I am Eshu Lanroye’s twin for we both own the roads and crossroads, serving out accidents and chances to world

"We'll stick with you, Casper." "Bitches!" Brennan snapped. "What the fuck..." "These people can't help you, Casper," Anima stepped up. "You are in trouble now and they don't know trouble." "You are horrible," Brooke seethed in response. "Why all the hostility?" Anima gave a disarming smile. Libra had definitely tapped into her 'Inner Cáel'. That was only fair, since her 'Outer Cáel' had been tapping her pretty vigorously. "Because we are better than you and you consistently fail to acknowledge that, you soulless tramp," Libra volleyed.

The Manifestation of the Ego While the survivors of the Spire celebrated their sudden, quiet safety, a cold wind began to blow through the Nursery of the Vibrants. The Dark-Leo did not arrive with a fanfare of light. He manifested as a smudge of ink on the white stone floors. He was the "Original Sin"—the embodiment of every selfish impulse, every moment of Thorne-arrogance, and the raw, predatory hunger for control that had driven Arthur and Silas to break the world in the first place.

She smirked knowing where this was going. Tabitha and Tolina started off being light witches, but there comes a time when the darkness presents itself and you have to decide which way to go. The darkness is seductive and grants a lot of power, and if you are power hungry you will fall into it. When Tolina knew she was losing Tabitha, she tried everything to try to pull her back. However, the darkness really wanted Tolina, so it implanted all that the darkness is, anger, doubt, jealousy, aggression and evil into Tabitha and she was willing to lose her youth and beauty for its power.

Then he faces Gebrit with determination. "You can read people. Tell us what you read about our Mate." Of course, he has no problem demanding answers from a priestess. He’s an overzealous asshole. Gebrit is quiet for a moment before sighing. "It is true. I am blessed with the ability to see nearly anything in this mortal realm. Thoughts, feelings, memories, truths… But there are places of darkness that even our dear god, Deskar, cannot see. Places that have been claimed by the evil of Tophet. It consumes everything it touches and turns it all to shadow, just as it has done to your Mate's soul."

Yet, whether redemption awaited him in the light or he would forever be consumed by the shadows remained a question hanging ominously in the air. Consumed by an insatiable thirst for earthly dominion, his mind became ensnared in a web of ambition that bound him to the forces of darkness. In his relentless pursuit of power, he forged an unholy alliance with a moon as twisted and corrupted as himself—a moon consecrated to Lilith, the sinister spirit of the blackened sky. Together, they became conduits for malevolent energies, weaving spells of maleficence and deceit that threatened to unravel the very fabric of reality itself.

“That sounds like legend.” “It is legend now.” Her tone turns slightly sad. “But once it was truth.” She gestures to the second symbol. The black eclipse. “The Eclipse bloodline founded the Darkveil pack.” Lucien’s pack. My stomach tightens instinctively. “They carry different gifts.” “What kind?” Eira’s eyes darken slightly. “Shadow manipulation.” The words send a strange ripple through my chest. “Control over darkness itself.” She taps the parchment again. “And immense physical strength.” I think of Lucien instantly.

Mirabelle waved her hand and said, “It’s no big deal. I should be able to recover before the conference’s commencement.” “I’m afraid not.” James stared at her and said, “Dark Power injured you. It is the arch-nemesis of the living beings in the Illuminated World and can’t be removed that easily.”

As if watching the cogs turning Conrad perks up at looks at me. “Wait how is that going to work? Leon is half demon is he not considered dark forces so to speak?” “Come on Conrad being a incubus you of all people should know all demons are not necessary dark forces there’s good and bad in every species you guys just get the bad rap being the darkness doesn’t make you evil I mean look at you. Your all rainbows and sunshine a basket of adorable puppies” Conrad puffs his chest out looking serious now. I guess he can’t take as good as he gives.

Liora asked, frowning now. “You won’t believe me if I tell you,” Obsidian said carefully, “but when you’re near her, I can sometimes see her thoughts. And what I see it’s not good, master. The thoughts she holds for you, they are not thoughts of love or protection. They are dark. Envious. Dangerous.” Liora let out a laugh. Not a real one, more like a disbelieving chuckle. “Obsidian, really?” she said, shaking her head. “That’s a bit much, don’t you think? Lynn? My twin? The one that used to cry if I had any injuries on me?"