Infinite Darkness Leon Novels & Stories

"Thea will help. We'll break the compulsion. You're home now. Safe. We can fix this." But we couldn't. Some part of me knew that. Draven's programming was too deep. Too thorough. Too perfect. I was a weapon aimed at everything I loved. And I had no idea how many triggers waited in my mind. How many times I'd betray them before someone realized the Luna they welcomed home was actually their worst enemy. That night I couldn't sleep. Just lay there feeling Kael beside me. His breathing steady. His trust absolute despite everything. Around midnight, another trigger hit.

"— very well, as expected from an Alpha who has a Luna without a wolf." "Watch your tongue, rogue..." Alexander butted in, his eyes flaring up in anger. "Don't you dare smear Dark Knight's Luna with that filthy mouth of yours!" "Then do your worse if you want my mouth shut." The rogue continued. "— that doesn't change the fact that your Luna is vulnerable even than an omega." "You asked for this, then so be it." Kenziel growled, tightening his grip around the rogue. The rogue let out a weak, ragged laugh, his body growing limp as Kenziel's grip began to suffocate him.

At 7 p.m., the air at the eastern border felt cold. The street lamps only lit part of the area, the rest was pitch black. Leon stepped out of his black car with steady strides. He took off his black suit, leaving only a white shirt with sleeves already rolled up. At his waist, a pistol was tucked. In his hand, a gleaming dagger. Leon’s face looked cold, his sharp gaze piercing the darkness. “Where are they?” Leon’s deep voice was directed at his men who also got out.

“Are you coming or what?” “Fine, I'm coming,” I replied finally as I turned the key and the engine purred to life. The side of the house was shrouded in deep, oppressive shadow. I found Leon pressed flat against the brickwork, his breathing ragged and shallow, his white shirt a stark contrast to the darkness. He looked small, pathetic, really, caught in the act of rebellion he wasn't built for. “You're an absolute idiot,you know that right?” I whispered, the sound cutting through the stillness.

“Why do you ask?" "There is a legend of a lyceum, he is called Night Terror, and now we think he is going by The Howling One. He is the oldest of the lyceums, and it has been said he was the first. Remember the story I was telling you? It is said he lives in a shadow realm, somewhere between the light and the dark. We call it the twilight world, although this realm is forbidden to all wolfin." "What does this have to do with me?" She asked looking over the manicured lawn.

"Scorpions weren't ready to kill Anamika for anything so decided to do the surrogacy... Among all the girls, I turned out to be fit to carry their child but I was already purchased by Leonardo from Scorpions... At that time Leonardo was not powerful enough to fight against Scorpions so he had to keep me with them until I birth you... Anamika used to apologise to me day and night for what I had to go through because of her. We used to pray that one day we will escape that hell but then she found out that she was sold by her own family and that broke her courage... The first time she tried to kill herself and when she was hospitalized, Marinos killed Scorpions... Everything was burnt down but

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.

The fresh breeze and quietness of dawn were moments he cherished, leading to a day filled with adventure and mischief after their run. Leon's affectionate gaze shimmered as he shared, "After you left, I realized my Lion had grown accustomed to that routine. Whenever it's three in the morning, I find myself up for our usual run... It's almost as if I still run alongside you, despite your absence," a brief shadow of sorrow passing over his face before being replaced by fond memories. Looking down at his son, Leon proposed, "Would you care to join me once more?" Dirk let out a choked sound, a wave of emotions threatening to overwhelm him once again.

Marcus of course was furious that she would wear sneakers but it wasn’t his day. She finally made it to me and her dad put her hands in mine and said, “she might need this.” I looked down to see him handing me a night light. Beth saw it too. “Oh daddy,” she said, throwing her arm around him. I knew that Beth didn’t like the bedroom totally dark but I didn’t know if there was something special about this night light. “Thank you Mr. Whitley,” I said, putting it in my pocket. I shook his hand.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.