Goblin Cave Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

This is exactly why Suriel should have taught us how to use magic properly in case of situations like this. Fenrir's hands are shaking as he approaches the entrance of the cave. 'I need to relax. I can't be nervous in this situation, I have to get ahold myself. Just calm down, everything is going to be fine, those goblins are no match for me I can do this.' Fenrir walks up to the cave entrance and notices that there are no lights in the cave. 'Goblins might be able to see in the dark like I can. The main disadvantage that I will have here is not knowing the layout or the number of enemies inside.'

Stalls lined the walls, selling everything from enchanted weapons to bottled emotions to something that looked disturbingly like human teeth. And everywhere, watching from the shadows, were the goblins. They weren't the cute, mischievous creatures of children's stories. These were beings that had evolved in darkness, with too-large eyes and too-sharp teeth and fingers that seemed to have one too many joints. They moved through the crowd with the confidence of predators in their own territory. "Sterling." The voice came from a stall near the entrance, where a goblin in a surprisingly well-tailored suit was examining what appeared to be a collection of shrunken heads. "We've been expecting you

Its eyes, two black holes that sucked in every beam of light, occupied the position of the cave entrance, and a voice, the same old whisper, echoed within their minds. You haven't created a champion, Sama Arthur. You've merely given birth to the biggest piece we have ever seen. And now the game begins. The figure raised a hand, fingers lengthening into long, piercing talons of frozen time. A cleft of raw, destructive power opened in the air close to the cave mouth, and the earth itself began to crack, a great maw of nothingness opening to swallow them all. The cave trembled, dust falling from the walls. Dickson and Gloria gazed in horror, weapons useless against this new, deep enemy.

Michael could not be the fiend behind this. Shortly before sunrise, he made his way to an inner cavern. Leaving orders not to be disturbed, he found refuge in a small blow hole. He could feel the sun rising through the mountain and slowly drifted into a fevered sleep. ~~~ Malevolent tendrils wrapped around Gabriel’s torso and arms, holding him tightly to the boulder. He struggled, but his supernatural strength gained nothing. The tendrils held fast. Thorny vines snaked their way around his neck, threatening to end his suffering. The fiercer his fight, the tighter the hold became.

Careful not to touch anyone, he approached the barely noticeable door behind the black drapes. 'Horny teenagers.' He scoffed when he saw a couple eating each other's lips. With a sigh, he pressed his fingerprint on the scanner and the door opened immediately. Not caring that people would see him go in, he entered the place and nodded at the two bouncers guarding the door. Compared to the other side of the door, where the music of going on as if there was no tomorrow, on this side, a warm, sensual tune filled the air and Reuel sucked in a deep breath. Yet, it did not entice him.

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

♠️ ETHAN♠️ The warehouse district was a ghost town at night, rusted metal and broken windows, the perfect place for secrets. We moved in silence: Caspian’s team in black tactical gear, Dre and I flanking them. Thermal drones had pinpointed heat signatures inside the old cannery building. We breached hard, flashbangs popping, doors kicked in. Shouts echoed as Caspian’s men flooded the space. Brandon had Georgia pinned against a wall, knife to her throat, eyes manic. Jamila and Francesca stood nearby, guns drawn, duffels at their feet, ready to bolt.

I froze, stuck between the present and my past, no idea if I even had a future. The silhouette moved, its mighty paws taking a step closer into the dim moonlight. I gasped. My eyes gazed upon the darkest fur I had ever seen. It was darker than black. Its golden eyes pierced through my very soul. Thunder rumbled through him. Him? I didn't know how I knew this but I just did. Suddenly, he roared attempting to pounce. I jolted out of sleep, chest heaving frantically as I managed to catch my breaths.

cried Mars, in a voice that frightened everyone, as his black veins reappeared and his lenses became very dark. But Darkle, not afraid, held his hand to do their job, they pulled out an old woman who was terrified Mars' eyes became red and black as he stared at his frightened companion Can he face an entire herd? “I am ready to kill your flock one by one for my companion, and you are the first, do you know this?” With a hiss, he said, taking slow steps towards Darkle, who was staring at him coldly