Falling Into The Dark Side Novels & Stories

Then, I bolted away like a streak of silver lightning and raced out of the Red Falls Pack's territory. … Alexander stared at the cookie in his hand and stood in silence for a long time. He hadn't expected that this would almost kill his son. Of course, he couldn't be entirely blamed for this. He truly didn't know it was toxic to pups. Alexander probably thought I would cool off in a few days. By then, Vivian's house would be completely renovated. Naturally, he would come to bring us back. After all, I loved him desperately. How could I possibly stay mad at him for long?

As long as we’re still close to his territory, there is no guarantee we wouldn’t get caught. The sun has already set, the sky turning dark as the clouds fade. I could feel the tension rippling through the air as our paws dig and land on the dirt and grass in this dark forest. We’re now in neutral territory, which also means rogues, and the dangerous kind, could be lurking in any direction. Once it gets dark, I have to get Diana to settle.

My vision was slowly turning dark until it was completely dark and I suddenly felt numb as if this was all just a dream. “I’m sorry it had to go down this way,” was the last thing I heard as darkness embraced me with welcoming arms.

What follows is a painful fall and then. DARKNESS!!! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

I had submitted to the Dark Lord’s will, and with that submission came a curse—a darkness that would taint every decision I made, every battle I fought. The Dark Lord’s control is absolute. My thoughts, my ambitions, and even my feelings have become entangled with his dark desires. I now serve him, willingly or not, as I struggle with the fact that the power I once so desperately sought has left me hollow. My wolf, which I once imagined would be a symbol of freedom and raw strength, may never awaken again. I have become the embodiment of that cursed power—a warning to all who would reach for greatness through darkness.

Polly had a way of making it hard for him to stay mad at anything. "But he also said I have a dark side. That I was turned by an evil person. That, if I'm not careful, I can slip to the dark side.” "But we all have good and dark sides," Polly said. "That's not necessarily a bad thing. It just forces us to be disciplined to stay on the right side. I think any of us, at any time, can be good or bad, can always slip.” Polly paused. "The person that turned me wasn't the best of people," she added, softly, her expression darkening.

His eyes turned red as he moved towards me. “Looks like we both don’t have much time to spare.” He blurs… darkness closes in. shit… He was at the end of the other side. Darkness consuming him, consuming me. Howls and growls erupted in background before I finally lost to darkness. again.

"It will come whether you wish it or not. But you can choose how you face it—together or divided. That choice is yours." "What happens if we fail?" Daemon's voice was quiet but steady. At eleven, he was old enough to ask the hard questions. "I want the truth." I looked at Lyra and Ronan, waiting for permission. When they nodded, I spoke honestly. "The world falls into either eternal light or eternal darkness. Both extremes would destroy everything. Light without shadow becomes a sterile void where nothing can grow or rest. Shadow without light becomes consuming emptiness where nothing can be seen or exist. Both are apocalyptic."

My three mates, Kyle, Arthur and Brett, were near, their love and support calling to me through the void. With newfound resolve, I pushed back against the darkness, fighting to reclaim my body and my mind. I could feel the Dark Lord's presence receding, his voice growing fainter as I resisted his temptation. But it was too late. My body had reached its limit, and I felt myself falling, falling, falling into the darkness. I tried to cry out, to reach out to my mates, but my voice was silenced by the void. As I fell, I could feel my mates' auras surrounding me, their love and support enveloping me like a warm blanket. I knew they would catch me, that they would be there to support me no matter

I hear him walking away. And then I hear the screams. Damon. Helena. Cutter. Mira. "No," I whisper. "No, no, no—" The darkness inside me stirs. Not the light. Not the power I've been using. The other side. The dark side. The thing I've been trying to keep buried since I killed The Collector. It rises up like a wave, hot and hungry and angry. I let it go. --- The explosion tears through the square like a bomb.