Fury Darksiders 3 Novels & Stories

They obey without hesitation, standing shoulder to shoulder against the chaos. Marlik appears above the battlefield, standing on a dark, floating disk made of dark stone. His black cloak spreads around him like wings, and shadow tendrils snake through the air. Without warning, members of the Dark Council teleport onto the field through swirling black portals. They attack from every direction, targeting the pack warriors with deadly magic and weapons. Wherever they land, the ground burns and bleeds. Sylas’s wolves, now overwhelmed and confused, begin attacking everyone—even themselves. They are no longer controlled because madness has taken over them.

, he’s shaking as the dagger fell to the ground. “The known killer of Werewolves?” Other were-rogue asks. I devilishly smirked doing my attack towards the naked man. Throwing my dagger straight to its heart. They alerted themselves as they saw how their companion turns to ashes. “Yes. I am Death. You want to be one of my favorite collections?” I showed myself yet they can’t see my face due to the black skull mask I’m wearing. They should have attacked me but my hands are quicker than them. I pulled two of my 45 caliber guns. And shoot their foreheads and hearts making their early death. My gun has a silver bullet that contains the same mixture of venom and wolf's bane.

We shook once and then I turned and walked away. I reached outside the border and Night Fury stepped out of the trees. One of his knees on the ground and his head bent. “My Alpha.” He said. Night fury came out of the fight at Dark’s territory with only an arm. His thirst for vengeance is worse than mine. His left eye was lost too. “You were right about Lilliana. She's been deceiving me all this while.” I growled. Night Fury said nothing. I looked down at him. “Rise. We would regain everything we've lost. But first, let's pay a visit to Dark.”

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

Three dark souls were launching an attack on Diana who had just decapitated one soul by striking it hard across its skull, knocking it out of place. The skull was still flailing in the air when the three souls lashed out at her and Diana went on to leap in the air, evading them and met with the skull which she struck with her foot, a deadly drop kick that propelled the skull back to the ground, exploding under the souls and blowing them into dust. The horde pressed on, this time trapping the two speedsters in the middle, leaving Carol and Diana with only one other tactic. Standing with one's back to the other, Diana began to charge at the souls, hitting them with lightning before returning t

Brute strength and boiling rage. Finally he pounced and we became a swirling mix of dark fur as we tore into each other. He bit my flank causing me to yelp whilst I buried my snout into his upper shoulder and tore away at him. I heard further yelps from further away and in a brief untangle from Wicknace I saw a terrifying sight. Troy was pinned by both Julien and Jimmy. Shit, I couldn’t help I had Wicknace already charging me for another round. There was never any guarantee we were going to come out of this alive.

"First I thought of taking revenge by killing you but you stole my heart... You are too good for him and will be a waste if I kill you. " "Why are you against Vlad? " I asked. "He killed my brother. " He answered. "You guys are no saints." I said and he nodded. "I agree but that doesn't mean I'll let it slide. " He replied. "Are you with Marinos?! " I asked. "No! They don't own us... Marino's don't control Northeastern side of country. We have our own gang." What is this, why do I always get stuck in their fucked up shit.

He seems to think the first option is the way to go and swings his arm back and launches it into the sky. As I get ready to move out of the way the spear multiplies, what started as one has now turned into three sharp-tipped death weapons. Now I know I’m totally fucked, I manage to dodge the first and dive out of the way just missing the second one but the third one lands right into my shoulder and goes straight through. I let out an all-mighty scream that has the ground shaking and I feel my eyes ablaze with the blinding white light, My wings emerge and I shoot into the air and dive as fast as I can straight into Marcus, The light from my eyes has his body instantly turning to ash with his

'' Tylor boomed and banged his fists on the wall angrily. My eyes shot up to him. I gasped. His green orbs had disappeared. They were now filled with desolate darkness. His eyes were pitch black, animal-like, deadly. There was no sign of Tylor in those eyes. He was totally gone. '' You disobeyed me! I told you, I told you Sky. I told you not to come out of your fucking room!!'' Tylor fumed. His neck was crawling with darkened veins. It snaked around his arms, his torso and up his face.

A third boy strolled into frame with his hands in his pockets. Holy shit, Dark thought, numb. Three little versions of me? “Where were you, Zeus?” someone asked on the feed. “Kuya Thanatos,” came the reply. Dark’s eyes widened. He could hardly breathe. Three littler versions of himself were standing there—and all of them moving like his children. Sweat beaded on his palms; his heart pounded so hard he felt dizzy. His phone buzzed. “We need you here now. The bulldogs aren’t giving up. I think they want to see you. They want the Devil,” a voice said.