Le Temes Ala Oscuridad Novels & Stories

The goddess eyed me sceptically. “Ask it.” She demanded rather than invited. “You said, in order to defeat the darkness, you must first defeat the light.” I paused. A part of me hoped that what I was about to say was wrong. That I had got the complete wrong end of the stick. But the gnawing pain in my heart told be otherwise. “You are yet to ask me a question.” “The darkness is Tenebris?” I ask. “Yes.” “The light…” gulping back the tears that threatened to spill over, “Then the light must mean….”

He was irate yet it was not his assistant shortcoming so he couldn't let his dissatisfaction out on him. "Presently, Escape from my sight at this moment," he growled again very loudly this time. His voice makes Alex's body shudder coldly. Sweat was all around his face. He is shaking gravely on account of his apprehension about his master. His lord is the genuine fallen angel. Alex swallows hard in dread. What's more, he hurriedly left his office promptly and shut the entryway delicately. He would not like to drive his lord more crazy when he is presently on his extreme. Any other way, what will befall him just he knows.

Whatever darkness sought to claim this night, it would find us indomitable, our hearts alight with the fire of defiance. The darkness erupted into chaos, the snarls and growls of Alpha Biansky's pack piercing the eerie silence. They emerged like phantoms from the shadows, eyes glinting with malevolent intent as they encircled us. I felt the primal urge to defend my own pulse through my veins, a Luna Queen's instinct as ancient as the stone that surrounded us.

His heart pounds with the urgency of their mission—to find Amelia—and with each step deeper into the temple, the intensity of the darkened corridors calls to a part of him that stirs like a dormant beast, ready to be unleashed. He steps forward, the echo of his footfalls swallowed by the stone walls, as he reaches for the torch gripped tightly in his hand. It flickers wildly in the damp air, casting erratic shadows that dance along the etched symbols lining the ancient stones. Lucas moves alongside him, the tension radiating from him evident as he scans the corridor ahead, instincts finely tuned to the dangers lurking within the darkness.

One of them comes forward and says to me with his head bowed. “I will talk with the king. You stay here”. I order him and turn towards the door of the shop. I open the door and enter the shop. Elise also enters inside me. This shop is soaked in darkness. There are only a few candles lit inside the shop. I think the darkness is created here purposely. There is nothing inside the shop.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

It means she was tortured to the point that she saw more than one death like that, Alondra said regretfully. Temra entered shortly after and, upon seeing the scene, looked at Elijah with horror. “That's black magic, true black magic, not the darkness you can manipulate. This is really bad, forbidden,” Temra muttered with a fear that seemed unusual for her. “Whoever is behind this knew what they were doing.” “Were you enchanted like that?” asked Nalia, and Enya nodded tremulously. “Even with all the medication, it's no use talking,” said Temra. “Not with your power, Alpha. It's the only way to untangle that deadly spell.”

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

~ SIERRA ~ Dark. There was nothing but darkness for miles. Sierra couldn’t see anything in front of her. The last thing she remembered was seeing Raphael holding a gun to Colton's back and she jumped as fast as she could. The loud piercing sound of the gun cut through the air and that was it. Everything turned dark after that.