Haze Blade Dark And Darker の小説・ストーリー

[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.

Reuel whispered, his hot breath hitting her face and neck before he returned to his seat. "It's nice meeting you, Elise," Azael added once his brother had taken his seat and Elise felt her chest tighten. There was something dark and deep in his tone, an evil promise that she couldn't comprehend. It felt as if she had entered a dangerous place with no way of escape and what creeped her out was her intuitions were never wrong.

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." My mind is muddled by his words, wanting to protest to his command, but my body betrays me as I incline my head to the side, pulling my dark hair out of the way and giving him a perfect view of my neck.

With one final strike, Sable's sword pierced through Zephyr's chest, a burst of light erupting from the wound. Zephyr let out a guttural scream, his dark energy dispersing into thin air. In that moment, the battlefield fell silent as the darkness retreated, its grip on the realm finally broken. The remaining shadowy figures dissipated like smoke, leaving only the victorious warriors standing strong in the aftermath of battle.

The sky burned black. From the horizon, a tower of flame erupted—charcoal-colored fire that swallowed the clouds. The ground quaked beneath Iris’s feet, and the trees surrounding the ancient clearing burst into ash. The world tilted on its axis as a voice like a thousand crumbling stones boomed through the air. “I HAVE WAITED LONG ENOUGH.” Iris staggered backward, gripping the hilt of the newly reforged Blade of Balance. Its golden surface pulsed, answering the call of the dark god that now stirred.

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly

“It’s already begun.” The symbol cracked. A thin line split through its center— And from that crack— Darkness spilled out. Not shadow. Not light. Something else. Something wrong. Finn’s voice trembled slightly. “That’s… not normal darkness.” Lyra tightened her grip on her blade. “No kidding.” The darkness twisted, stretching outward like smoke—but heavier, thicker. Alive. Aria’s breath caught. Because she recognized it. “The same thing…” Cassian nodded. “From earlier.”

I rasped, voice layered but mine breaking through, “it will end you.” She pressed her forehead to mine. “Then end it together.” We kissed amid the chaos, gold and silver merging in a brilliant light that halted all motion. Immediately, the pack froze and cultists staggered. The First Blade whined. The bond flooded with visions as the heir’s laughter started echoing in a rebuilt compound, peace under a clear moon and the pack thriving. Then there would be darkness if the Hollow won and there would also be an endless night in which the realms would burn.

A moan left her lips and she dug her nails into his shoulders so hard. He pounded into her relentlessly, he needed to mark her again, his wolf was agitated because of the stress and the missing scent he felt for weeks. His teeth sunk deeper into her neck making another moan of pleasure leaving her mouth. "Blaze!" Her vision began to get blurry and she felt dizzy, all she could decipher now was her body rocking up and down and a euphoric pleasure against her neck. Darkness began to take over her vision, she felt someone putting a metal object on her finger.