Haze Blade Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

Unable to blink, the lord of hell sat rigid and tense, his brother slowly injecting the slimy substance directly into his eye. He snarled again, Hades actions catching his off guard and vulnerable, strengthening his anger and annoyance. The slimy black substance appeared cold at first as it entered his eye, only reminding him once more of tar; the feeling much too similar. Wincing, Darkous squinted one eye, the black liquid beginning to scorch and boil his eyes as it mixed with the other substances; the pain like nothing he had ever felt before.

I’d sooner sleep under a bridge for the rest of my life! Brilliant dark eyes raked over her impassively. “Alrighty then... Go now, I have nothing more to say to you.” “Oh, but I do! I’m not finished yet,” Lara asserted with venom. “Three years ago, you came into my life like a dark shadow and you tried to destroy it. There is no human being alive whom I hate more than you! And why did you set out to wreck my life? Out of nothing more than arrogant vanity, selfishness, and lust. It didn’t matter to you that I was engaged to another man or that I loved that man. It didn’t matter that you might hurt him as much as you hurt me.”

- I replied, indignant. - It doesn't matter what time it is.- my mother interjected.- You are not allowed to walk in this forest after dark. Even during the day, it's not completely safe there, a vampire hangs around this woods. And don't even tell me you didn't feel it when you wandered there.- she added, to my surprise, although I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother was more powerful than me and was able to sense all kinds of creatures from a great distance. - I felt it only once, late in the evening, at the end of the previous year.- I confessed, quite truthfully.- I never felt it during the day, and today I returned home after dark for the first time in a long while.- I reminded

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

The mountain answered almost instantly. A deafening crack echoed through the cavern. Several buildings collapsed. The streets split apart beneath our feet. Dark energy rolled through the ancient city like a violent storm. The peaceful atmosphere disappeared completely. Liora's Blade erupted with brilliant silver flames. My wolf roared inside me. Instinct screamed that something irreversible had begun. Far ahead, beyond the ruined palaces and towering pillars, a column of crimson light burst upward into the darkness above. Its glow consumed the cavern. Ardyn drew his ancient sword in one smooth motion.

Strong. Not just Alpha scent. Intense. Suffocating. Smelled like burnt wood, rain, danger. Took the medicine... what is this? Kyrian thought. Hand shaking. Reached for water. Too intoxicating. Deep breaths. Air felt heavy. "God, can't faint here," whispered. Vision blurry. "Can't afford that..." Stood up. Fresh air. One step. Two. Luck ran out. Vision went black. THUD. THE CHAOS

The eastern dead zone lived up to its grim name. As Killian and the allied vanguard rode deeper into the jagged mountain passes, the vibrant green of the Blackthorn borders dissolved into jagged, ash-gray stone. Overhead, the sky wasn't dark with night, but thick with swirling, iridescent celestial clouds drawn toward the massive white marble monolith looming in the distance. The pillar of light shooting from its apex grew wider, pulsing in tandem with a heavy, low-frequencied hum that vibrated through the armor of every soldier.

The collision of the golden haze and our violet storm was not a sound; it was a sensory erasure. For a moment, the world ceased to be a place of stone and snow, becoming instead a pressurized vacuum where the absolute light of the Council’s ritual fought to bleach the very existence of our shadows. The amethyst barrier I had woven groaned under the weight of the "Sun-Eaters," a golden tide that didn't just push—it dissolved.

Felan’s body solely fell to the ground pulling Shaba’s hear with it. Shaba’s body fell next to Felan’s, as a thunderous growl came from a short distance away. Keyne was instantly standing over the 2 looking down at their lifeless bodies. Shaba swore she could almost feel his heart breaking. Without warning the sky grew dark. The only light was coming off the glow from Havoc that seemed to be changing too. The golden color was fading, being replaced by a purplish blue flame like glow.