Lady Of Darkness Novels & Stories

Now back at the secluded cottage>>>>> The woman saw more and oh, that darkness that they followed, that darkness that led them, that darkness that wanted to rule, causing blood to spill as that darkness, enjoyed the blood and slashes, the darkness also taking what the darkness wanted. "A darkness descends, blood, so much blood, a tempest of blood and steel, power, brother against brother, friend against friend. A land that shall weep, and the cries of the innocent that will go unheard and that one death that might change everything", the woman's lips moved as these words came out of her mouth in hushed tones that felt so heavy in the air. As it played out more to her, her face contorted, it

The sound sweeps across my skin, raising the hairs along my arms. I know that voice. His presence is nearly enough to pull me out of the darkness, clawing my way toward the surface. But just as quickly as his voice came, it slips away. And then I’m falling once again. Shapes appear and recede from the shadows. A Shifter—her hair like silver. She looks familiar, though I don’t know her. Lips as red as blood, eyes as blue as the ocean. She turns, looking almost ethereal as the shadows converge, wrapping around her like a lover. She sinks into the darkness, the blue of her eyes fading.

"What's with everyone calling me a damsel!" "The lady is a dark witch and she was involved in the killing of vampires in the eastern empire. Vandor was trying to get information of how to get to her companions.You weren't able to see her true form cause she used an illusion spell." "Really,I guess I'm just getting used to this whole dark witch issue," she said in a relaxing tone. "Now why were you so mad at him?" Avan asked"You wouldn't be that mad if you don't actually feel something for him."

"Lady Danika, listen to the symphony's call. Embrace the melodies of compassion and unity. It's never too late to choose a different path." For a moment, Lady Danika wavered, her melodies faltering as a glimmer of doubt pierced her heart. But the darkness that had consumed her for so long proved too strong to overcome. With a defiant scream, she unleashed a devastating surge of dark magic, aiming to obliterate Aric and all he stood for.

“Wait, are you talking about the Dark Ages?” “No, this was long before that and far worse. Eventually, Jartre couldn’t live with his own darkness and so, using his power to tear through the fabric of existence, he tore through himself. He literally ripped the darkness from himself, thinking that would get rid of it. But instead, it took on a life and form of its own, becoming Azadou. A God born of pure darkness and hatred and every negative emotion you could have. His darkness spread fast and consumed all those he came into contact with, earning him the title of Demon God, as any being his darkness touched became infected with it until their very beings were consumed and turned into shadow.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

His heart trembled with unbridled delight. “Lilith,” William whispered as he exhaled. Dozens, hundreds of thoughts flashed through his head, chaotically and madly, because the intensity of emotions that gripped the adviser did not allow him to think rationally. The Goddess of the Black Moon is a powerful creature from ancient legends, a resident of the Heavenly Palace. Goddess who gives strength to the primordial Darkness. Progenitor of vampires. William had never even thought that she really existed! I considered it superstition and tales of stupid romantics. But here she was, made of flesh and blood, standing opposite him and piercing him with her incredible dark gaze, which seemed to refl

His hands were still tucked into his pocket and his eyes scrutinized the lady in front of him. The lady, Lilith, had caramel brown hair and skin. Her eyes were a deep blue color and her skin was spotless. Her skin glimmered under the bright shining moon, giving off the aura of a seductive goddess. She was truly a beauty and could melt even the coldest of hearts, to succumb to her will. She wore a deep black coat that covered her body, all the way to her knees. Her eyes were filled with a burning desire and not any kind of desire but they were filled with the desire to kill.

'' He demanded to know who she was, and the woman cackled, saying, "I am your creator." Lyrien's eyes narrowed at her. "You mean the Moon Goddess," he growled. The woman's smile twisted horribly. "No. I am not like that cruel one. I am a Witch of Darkness, i was the one who played a subtle role in the Moon Goddess's grand design. But I have my own agenda." Lyrien's ears folded back in suspicion. "What do you mean?"

Lady Victoria's steps echoed through the deserted corridors as she cautiously explored the abandoned palace. As she reached the grand throne room, Lady Victoria's breath caught in her throat. Selena, a figure cloaked in darkness, stood upon the throne—a wicked grin adorning her face. Lady Victoria watched, her heart pounding, as Selena commanded an army of shadowy creatures that seemed to materialize from thin air.