His Dark Mercy By Amethyst Moonn Novels & Stories

He hesitated to kill his own grandmother but the Demon held his shoulders, "You've to or you won't get your Price," it said and Aadhiyan still couldn't take it. "No I can't do it," Aadhiyan nodded. "You can do it, I'll tell you how to," the demon cackled and the lamp went off suddenly turning the room totally dark. When the flame again went on, Aadhiyan opened his eyes and it glowed like the demon's eyes thus being fully possessed by the demon now. Today the sky is devoid of the moon and it's completely dark outside.

Luckily, a bloody footmark was stained on the morgue floor which made things easier for her. Mother was pregnant with me at this point of time and it was risky to use her powers. Conoscenza is a tricky spell that requires a lot of force and energy, and even the most powerful clan of witches usually faints after using it. But it was a witch’s duty to be one with nature – calm, resourceful, and to serve the people’s needs. She needed to do it, not minding the risks it had. She did it anyway, and found out that there was another witch that was behind the virus. The other witch was purposely peeing on dead mortals and resurrecting them without blood to be her army.

"With how much dark magic Ash has it wouldn't be possible to just filter it ourselves. We need to make a crystal to help store all the darkness and slowly filter it through." "Okay. How do we make it?" "We can't get some of the things we need." She sighed. "What are they?" "We need the ice from Yukina. We need the dust from a fairy queen. We need the pearl of a mermaid and the song of a powerful siren. We need our protection flowers and some midnight flowers to boost it. Then we need a powerful light witch to combine it all and form it into a crystal. She would also have to awaken all that magic inside the crystal to filter the magic." She leaned back in her chair, sighing very heavily. "Obv

"Upon their visage, the countenance of the celestial orb, completed by the sacred sigil upon the union with their fated's mark." Thinking about the prophecy makes my skin crawl. Any time I think about ashes, I see my home, burnt to the ground. I hear howls of pain, remembering that they came from me as I held my baby brother's burnt body. Who needs screaming birds when I have already seen the hell that The Darkness hides.

She vowed to protect her pack's autonomy, to stand tall and resolute against Adrian's perceived tyranny. Beneath the moon's watchful eye, Amelia's mind whirled with conflicting emotions—a storm of resentment and desire, anger and longing. The moon, a celestial guardian of secrets, cast its silvery light upon her, revealing the complexities of her soul. It was a beacon of hope, a reminder that amidst the darkness, there existed the possibility for love to bloom and for wounds to heal.

SELENE POV It was dark and all I could smell was smoke… and blood. Fires burned all around me and bodies lay strewn across the ground. I fought the urge to be sick as I stared wide-eyed at the carnage. Then a shadow stalked from the smoke, not at all phased by the death and destruction that lay at their feet. The shadowed person grew closer to me and when the smoke cleared, I saw Damion's cruel face. I tried to run away, but I was held in place by his dark eyes. He stood right before me and lifted his hand to cup my cheek. Try as I might, I couldn't shake him off. He looked down with a cold grin on his face.

she demands. “You’re—” I begin, but I can’t get the words out as more dark magic flows from her hand, filling my whole being as I gasp for breath. Terror washes over me as black tendrils leach out and constrict me, tightening until I’m enshrouded in impenetrable darkness. The fear is greater than anything I’ve felt before. This is the first time dark magic has been used on me with the intent to kill me. The first time I can’t see anything but darkness. This time Atlas isn’t here to intervene.

Another elder added sharply, “Show us proof you’re not marked by the darkness you claim to have defeated.” Damion’s jaw tightened, but I raised a hand, stopping him. Their doubt didn’t sting — it burned. But I was done hiding. “You want proof?” I whispered. The torches flickered. The air grew thick with power the kind that hummed in my blood like an ancient song. I closed my eyes, drawing on the light that had guided me through every shadow. And when I opened them again, they glowed silver — the pure, unearthly light of the Moon Goddess herself.

"What kind of darkness?" "Living darkness. Sentient." Amali shivered, hugging herself. "It thanked me for destroying the violin, said I'd helped break something called the Moon Rose prophecy before it could form." She looked up at her sister. "And there was another voice at the end, powerful, feminine. It spoke about 'three petals, one stem' and a triad that bridges worlds." Emerald sat carefully on the edge of the bed, her face neutral though her heart raced. "That sounds like an intense dream."

She took her hand away from Aurora and stood back bowing her head, Child in time Child of thine Two halves One whole A seed planted deep A secret to keep Created for him Daughter of Merlin’ For a few tense seconds, there was absolute silence and total darkness and then it seemed to the watching wolves that all hell broke loose. A bolt of brilliant white light exploded from the Blood Moon and hit Aurora straight through the heart, her scream of agony echoed around the Ballroom as it pulsed and vibrated like a living thing. Aurora writhed on the cross, her body arched and lifted to the point of her restraints as if the moon itself was trying to steal her away. The bright white light pulsed and