Final Fantasy My Life As A Darklord Novels & Stories

his eyes turned gold, definitely not his wolf. "You didn't" Nirson corrected but he brought a globe out and started talking to the ball. "Whatever was lost will be restored, the future is mine just like a plain board," We could have stopped him but there was this dark energy around him, the room became hotter and words louder as her wielded the globe. "My pen in one hand, the globe I'll rewrite, history be damned before another one bites the dust." His words were meaningless but they were backed with power. This was magic, dark magic. The kind I read about of Voldar the dark Lord.

the guy chuckled then sniffed releasing me from his hold “I’m not on something, I’m mad that you filthy rich piece of shit just bounces in this area to my ex-girlfriend’s home. You want to show off you have money? Huh?” he pushed me. My heart started to beat as an unusual feeling of tingling sensation on my arms started. I felt my arms sweat. No one has actually ever provoked me the way this guy was doing at the moment, not at home, not at school. No one has ever pushed me.

he said quietly, the fact he had just lost Aren was pulsating through him, the pain threatening to take over… ------ Layana looked at The Dark Lord his shadowy form almost completely devouring Myra. “If you know the truth then you know I have been wronged!” he shrieked in anger. “You were wronged, I won’t deny that,” Layana said quietly. The Dark Lord paused; his red burning embers now replaced Myra’s usually brown eyes. “See? See?! I should be king - I should!” he hissed

“All right, this might sound, just fucking bat shit … but hear me out. I loved your resume, thank you for humoring my personality questions too. I’ve been through like fifty fucking resumes in the last six months and you’re the only one I’ve wanted to actually interview. I have several things going right now, I work for two major companies essentially because of my family. But in reality, my only goal is revenge. My father and mother were not in my life, they SHOULD have been, but my grandparents raised me. My grandfather is Edwin Russell, he’s a billionaire and he runs The Russell Group, don’t know if you are familiar with that.

Maven filled them in with the details, then Sabina take the first turn in waiting on the King and gave Ranulf his medication. Then Muriel ushered me out, telling me to momentarily sit on the throne and carry on with the kingdom's daily activities. I followed her and parted with Shani. I was consulting with the demon warrior and one of Ranulf's general when I saw the black-haired wolf running through the hallway. "Damn it...guards! Open the dungeon! Let the wolf into the crawlers' cell!" I quickly descended the throne and run as fast as I could, trying to catch up to the wolf.

I said, and Max laughed. "The Dark Alpha is from the royal bloodline. There is a difference. For Devin to take over the north, he has to wipe out the Volkov family and the council of elders. We all know that is impossible. The northern army is made of steel. I once heard they trained with silver; there is no beating them. Even though we cheated when we attacked the estate, none of our warriors returned alive," Max said, and I frowned at him. "How did you cheat?" I asked, and Max bowed his head.

the dark lord scoffed, “these cowards never cease to amaze me.” “It seems lady Sabrina here is his fated mate and he only realized that after selling her off,” Lincoln added. The dark lord turned to me. “In such a short period of time, you have become quite interesting. And since all of this is revolving around you, I will put you to good use. Come to my office by noon. I have a little task for you. Something that will determine if your mate is a wise or foolish man.”

"Very well, Isolde. I will help you perform this spell, but we must be cautious. The consequences of wielding such dark magic are unpredictable." Isolde's smile widened, a feral glint in her eyes. "Agreed, Baros. We'll take every precaution. The coven will soon bow to our will, and there will be no one left to oppose us." With their dark pact sealed, Isolde and Baros delved into the forbidden pages of the ancient tome, embarking on a perilous journey that would grant them immense power but also set into motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance of their world. As the incantations began to flow, the shadows in the room seemed to deepen, echoing the darkness that now gri

His minions flinched as Dyron stomped on the prince, “This is what happens to my enemies, they will be struck down by my own strength. But like I said, I am not to execute this boy, no, we have use of him. The roaring inferno will burn down the very walls that his father built.” Motioning for one of his servants, Dyron took off his foot on Colter and asked for him to be propped up. “Behold, I, Dyron the Conqueror will show you powers beyond your comprehension and powers beyond this world.” He put his hands on the Prince’s head, “Imperium venenum!” he chanted channeling his dark energies into his hands, they immediately flowed into Colter, who let out a scream of pain as he suddenly felt the