Fated To Darkness Series Novels & Stories

With every fiber of my being, I had known she was mine. How could she belong to both of us? How could fate be so cruel? I rose slowly, legs unsteady, the world tilting around me. Carson slumped beneath me, still breathing, barely conscious. And still—I didn’t look at him. My eyes stayed locked on her. When I finally spoke, my voice was a ghost of itself. “Is it true?” She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. She didn’t know. And I—Adrian Balshov, daylight-walker, breaker of empires—stood in the center of Blackgate, surrounded by blood and broken bodies...

Maybe not ever. But I will put her name back in these halls. He set his palm over Pine Wood’s crest. I will put her laughter back under this roof. I will say the words into her hair and not to empty air. “First dark,” Lefu said, standing. “Bring her scent.” Tristan nodded once. Balor pushed off the pillar. Rowan drew his hood up. They broke like a pack at a fork, each taking a trail, each carrying the same vow between their ribs.

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.

On that occasion a group hired by the fucking gangsters tried to take my head to their boss, unfortunately for them we knew about the operation so they did not achieve their goal but there were casualties and injuries, including Max. After that little attempt, both the mob boss and everyone involved in the plan to assassinate me woke up with a fucking bullet in the head, courtesy of me and Claus. In this world, in my world you earn respect in many ways, I have built it in many unusual ways, the organization I lead is not even a shadow of what it used to be when I took over it. I have only been the head of Darkness for 8 years and I must say that although it was hard for me to get here, I won

Saying that to Fenris Asmodeus knew he would literally be all ears "My Mate? what does she have to do with your Demons Deus? using his pet name "She is the reason my Demons are abandoning their posts, It was prophesied that The Shadow shall be released to the world, and darken every land, even to the smallest corner, and there shall be neither Light nor safety. Fate shall tie she who shall be born of the Dawn, born of the last cosmos raised in secret, she shall stretch forth her hands to catch the Shadow, the world shall then breathe once the mark of fate has been given, for the Light tamed Darkness, and to he who shall be born again shall be at peace. May the Light save us from him" Even Fe

Well, it’s probably obvious to someone who’s been abandoned that a reminder about such an event was a trigger to a much painful breath than death. “Be prepared—” Dark’s voice was deep, groveling, as though it had been pulled from the depth of the ocean, and was echoed by a menacing tone that made it look as though two people were speaking. “—to die!” The mistress laughed as Dark charged blindly. The flames of his darkness lashing toward her as though some kind of lasso whipping in the air, but, as usual, she managed to annihilate it with a wave of her hand. She was the propagator of the Sylvania’s strength and has, thus, full immunity to it.

I sighed. I tried to remember the exact words. Darren just waited, letting me gather my thoughts. “So I can’t say the prophecy verbatim. Some weird magic binding prevents anyone but those who saw it or are about to speak it.” I sighed. “But the basics is that the founders of the Incubi pack, ancient spirits known as Darkness and Light, would come back. Bisnonna and Melania knew that Papa was the next host to Darkness.” I explained. “Which makes Luna Crista the next Light as she’s his mate.” Darren nodded.

I averted my gaze to look at Mathias to see if it was the same for him and Laila, but it wasn't, so it meant this was only for Jasmine and Aeron, and the prophesy played in my head again. "In shadows deep, where veiled destinies entwine, beware the lover of Darkness, a harbinger of the twilight's demise. As the frosty glow of ghostly eyes descends, your flames shall wane, and the dark dream walker, a spectral wraith, shall unravel the threads of your soul. In this fateful encounter, heed the prophecy whispered by the ancient winds: 'When darkness embraces love, thy end draws nigh." The key part is ‘when Darkness embraces love’. The dark dream walker, my sister. The prophesy was about my sist

At times the Battleaxe tribe must let the dark come as a cocoon, for their grief prepares them for the light; so they let the mourning wrap around them, they let it start their healing song. Vengeance must serve in a plotter, fresh and warm, they thought. After the burial, Celestina, Diana, and Tommy launched their journey to the Dark Mountains as per the manuscript of Marites, the Fated One dwells on the darkest peak. Supervised by young Cavin, the four souls commenced their voyage into the darkest side of the land.

“In Darkness’s underground city. They were psychics. He told me they were, but not strong enough for his purposes. The bodies were piled up, and I could see half-formed babies, some fully formed, all dead. When those women died, they were lifemates, weren’t they? Lifemates to some of the hunters waiting.” “More than likely. The loss was felt deeply. The souls will be reborn but there is no way of knowing if the hunters can hang on that long. That was part of Darkness’s plan. If he takes the lifemates away, destroys them, more hunters will turn, helping him to create a larger army.” “If they know they’ll be reborn…” “There is no way of knowing when they will be reborn. What century. Where. Th