Hero Of Darkness Light Novel Novels & Stories

It was all dark and cool in the Andromeda. Star light in the night sky shone brightly, sending life to all in Eptomaniac. The three year old wolf camp had just had the honor once again to have a change of rulership, at the death of the former Djhord- an Alpha named Lucian Kian, the Alpha wolf of light, as he was so named. Wolf howling in the distance resounded over the wide surrounding slopes, crowning the night ceremony as the newly made Djhord- Lothaire, an Alpha wolf was led to the grand palace, shouting, hooting and howling of various wolves followed him homewards.

It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

As the first light of dawn peeked through, I saw Samuel. He was gone, turned into a ghost. His stubborn spirit had somehow tied me down too, like invisible chains I could not break. I wanted to get away, never to see him again, but I was stuck. He noticed me as well. His face, which had been ashen, suddenly lit up with an incredible glow. He blinked, tears streaming down his face. "Yocelyn!" He was so overwhelmed, moving to grab my hand.

With the sight, I was properly terrified now and I didn’t want to cry but tears kept glossing up my eyes and trailing out on their own accord— I was giving the Dark One every bit of the reaction he wanted and he was reveling in it. “The Champion of the Reigns, the so-called Chosen One, is finally at my mercy.” He started to say now in his glee and his volume was high as if he was addressing a crowd and not just me. “Finally the world shall understand that Darkness is not inferior to light— That light glows only because Darkness permits it, that light is pronounced only because the darkness diminishes itself, but not any longer!” He voiced.

I licked the sides of my lips as I gazed at the man—a dead man lying in front of me with his eyes wide open. It's as if I was brought back to reality and realized what I had just done. My eyes widened, I turned to my companions, only to see my enemies dead; they were all beheaded, and their blood was flooding the way. I gasped. The surroundings gradually darkened because the moon has changed color, but any darkness is irrelevant to my eyes that can see right through it.

Cass He plans to raise hell. The thought echoes in my head. I just got home from our little trip from the mystic brook and I couldn’t sleep. The idea of Tartarus surfacing to earth is devastating. Last year, I was just a normal preppy debate team president; now, I'm still a preppy debate team member only with a longer job description: an evil-fighting darkling in search of a way to stop hell from rising, saving humanity in the process while keeping a secret from my teammates. Everyone would have hated me if they knew the truth. That keen butler had to be curious. Before we all parted ways, he realized something. Yes, there are seven deadly sins, but why are there eight darklings? (Excluding

I'm hoping to give it a more gothic theme rather than romantic. "I decided on making it a romantic fantasy," Nice, Christine. "It follows a teacher with a hidden desire lurking inside of her. She tries resisting, but her new home holds a monster that brings that desire out. And she realizes that her life may be a lie." "What's called, Christine?" I smiled at her question. "It's called The Shadow that Lurks Within," Jessica didn't say anything else, and we continued to look around in silence. John was holding five different onesies, all with different animals on them.

I immediately turned around and stood up to see what it was I stepped on I didn't turn on my flashlight right away because it was the moon who lights up the half average of the cafe yes the other parts of the café were illuminated by the full moon. I was so shocked when I confirmed what it was, but not what is it but who is it? I covered my mouth when I realized it was a human. An unconscious person with many deep wounds I didn't move him right away maybe because he's an opponent he looks almost the same as the red eyed dead, his situation doesn't gone too far but because of my stubbornness I immediately touch it and the flashlight I was carrying fell down as I saw the figures in my front my

I swallowed hard, marveled at her intoxicating overpowering scent, I inhaled slowly surprised at the potency in it. She leaned in closer and closer till she was able to get hold of my lips with hers, teasing with wet kisses all over and rubbing her hands on my chest She let loose and pushed me down to the bed, I gave her an inquiry look. She walked up to the switch and put on the darkest light and for once I felt comfortable again in my own room She stood in a way the moonlight shimmered and bathed all her features, I could still see in the dark as she slowly took off her clothes...