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"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

Amelia says, her interest clearly piqued. “You see, my animai is Isolde Laurier, intended High Priestess of the makkari,” I announce confidently. Black Thunder to my right, has his eyes blowing wide in astonishment, but Chris snarls and immediately moves Mei behind him, “What the fuck did you just say?” “Chris! Stand down!” Amelia shouts, her turquoise eyes glowing and an intense energy coming over the room. He looks at her incredulously, “Did you not hear what she said?”

Their hiss sounds like a very unpleasant sound to me that I felt the urge to kill them right there and then without showing any mercy. Then finally, my eyes drifted to the woman sitting on the untidy throne-yes, I call it untidy not because it is just made of plain stone and has no golds nor silvers, but because it has a bunch of pyscho snakes. The woman was wearing a black smoke-like dress with small slits all over that are blazing. Her eyes resemble the color of fire and her hair that is flowing down her waist is also burning red. And oh, her face... it feels like I'm staring at the goddes of fire herself. There is no doubt. This woman in front is Nerissa, the evil witch who lures men with

Fight the darkness🌬️ Ayanna's laughter mocked Shadow. "I am the darkness. And Louis Is Mine." 🌬️ I see... You're truly the Darkness... You have finally lost your soul.. if only you listened to me... Hope when you recover you won't regret you action.. cos I will be off no help to you... I'm just as powerless As your other Daughter.. Almandra 🌬️. Shadow cold voice whispered with a pained smile before she disappeared from their presence... The mirror's surface rippled once more, revealing Sapphire's reflection.

He practically jumped out of his seat as I made to smack him again. My sister walked up to me cautiously. She put a hand on my bicep and gave me a warning look. I rolled up the shirt sleeve of my right arm and I saw blue scales crawling up my arm, my dragon was close to the surface. I took a deep breath to steady myself and the scales retreated. "You need to calm down, Ash," my sister said, "Now tell me about this girl Ryder is talking about." I put my hands in the pocket of my pants and took another deep breath. I told her everything, from when I laid eyes on the stunning lady to questioning Wade on everything about her.

Dante laughed and laughed like a maniac and only the darkness surrounded him. *** Deep within the hideout, the air hung heavy with malevolence. Claire, trapped in her restraints and confined within a dark cage, could sense the presence of evil all around her. She strained her senses, trying to make sense of her surroundings and find a way to escape. The sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the chamber. Cassandra, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malice, emerged from the shadows. Her form seemed to meld with the darkness itself, making her an ominous figure in the dimly lit room.

Their eyes had already condemned and judged her. As the last words of the lady were still settling in her every bone marrow, she heard it... What everyone feared to say because of him finally came to light. A mumble of mockery. "Pathetic...". Serenity scoffed, swirling the glass in her hands before taking a sip with a scroll. "So, what do you do, Orphan?" The lady aired out again after a moment of irritation, as if unable to stand a sight of her. It was at that moment that his voice came in, leaving her stunned.

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

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.