Infinite Darkness Leon Novels & Stories

And with that promise echoing in his heart, he surged forward, his pack close behind, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. A few hours later, the first light of dawn crept over Blackthorn, painting the ruined courtyard with muted gold and crimson hues. In that fragile morning glow, Diego stood atop a shattered wall, surveying the aftermath of last night’s battle. Amid the remnants of shattered stone and spilled blood, a familiar sound stirred hope in his weary heart—the steady, resolute voices of his pack.

The mark beneath her skin pulsed in response, as if acknowledging the darkness. She staggered back. “Leon… someone is manipulating them.” “I am aware.” He moved closer, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her. “We must leave. Immediately.” Before they could escape, the ground behind them fractured open. Dark mist poured out like smoke from a smoldering pit. A much larger figure emerged—tall, hunched, with long skeletal claws scraping against the earth. Aria’s breath caught. “Leon… that’s not Shadowbound.” "No." His voice grew tense. "That is a Harrowed Beast."

I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes. He fell to a quivering mass on the ground and I hit the top of the roof twice, letting Aaron know we were alone again. The green Ute slowed to a crawl, but didn't stop. I slipped my gun back into it's waiting home and dropped to a crouch, searching the nearest bags for the extra bulb the boys had brought back with the new food supplies. The adrenalin rush had left me breathless and shaky, but I needed to fix the light. The longer it was out, the longer we had a direct, unlit path to the car.

Lyceon let out a harsh slow breath before dipping his face into her slender neck. “I am so fucked up right now, my patience running thin and you laying here, beneath me like a nymph is not helping, Allison. On the above, Dark is trying to take over.” Lyceon growled and Allison snapped open her eyes. She thinned her lips with a deep frown, staring at the white ceilings. “You are scaring me, Lyceon.” She murmured through her tight lips. “Fuck!” Lyceon squeezed his eyes and opened them, suppressing Dark from marking her. He raised his head and looked at her beautiful face.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

I wanted to be all she needed, to be her strength, but what good am I when I can't even touch her? Thorne stood, holding a small, worn journal. He seemed to measure its weight like it held not just knowledge but truths that desired liberation. "This man was a follower of the Dark Ones," he declared, his voice a solemn testament. His words broke through my haze of anger and disbelief, drawing my eyes to the journal.

Dylan answered as I took the second letter and ripped it open without warning, my eyes scanning the words. “The letter says the blank page of the Book of the Undead will be revealed tonight and they’d want our Zeta to be present... to pass the information,” Roger started. “The Luna of Moonstone also wants to know about her daughter.” My heart froze when I completed the second one. I tore it into instant pieces and stormed out of the room, my aides on my tail, as I tried to process my thoughts. I didn’t know how I would handle what was coming but one thing’s for sure, I was raised for this and when it comes to my mate or my pack, I'd have to make a choice.

was a trap This damn life is a trap. "Keep watching... There's another surprise for you, Skylaaar." The hands of Dexton begin to grope my breasts and hold my neck up so tightly, I struggle to get a breath in as I am watching Amelia and Andrei. His disgusting tongue trails over my neck and I can soon feel my clothes being taken off slowly. Even with my body paralyzed, I still try to cry out. And I do, but the only thing that happens is the hot tears rolling down my pale face. No scream or any sort of movement to get me out of here.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead in thick beads, but his limbs had lost all strength, leaving him powerless to resist, helpless as the darkness threatened to consume him. In the final moment, the woman’s chant reached its peak, and a deep, thunderous sound suddenly reverberated through the space. The green flames shot up violently, and Leon’s consciousness was torn apart. He felt himself being dragged by some unseen force into an endless abyss. He tried to struggle, tried to scream, but all sound was devoured by the encroaching darkness. “Is this how I die? Am I going to die?” A deep silence followed. Leon’s world plunged into complete darkness.

“I don’t think we can handle such a powerful fighter. I think we should call the cops and have them settle this matter.” Emma bit her lip and said, “I’ll go to Whillown and beg Leo to let us go. If worse comes to worst, I’ll become his girlfriend!” *** In Whillown… The man taking a drag from his cigarette was Leo, the very man that Hyena had mentioned. His full name was Leonardo Darkson, and suddenly, one of his men entered the room. “Leo, Hyena has returned!” Leonardo’s eyes lit up, and he asked, “Did he bring the girl with him?”