Leon #darkfall Novels & Stories

"We will not be the pets of monsters!" They lunged toward the table, targeting the human leadership and the weakened heirs. Leo was the first to move, but he was no longer a mountain of charcoal grey muscle. He was a human boy, his skin pale and his muscles trembling as the Nullifier drained his marrow. Yet, as a purist swung a blade toward Elena Aris, Leo didn't hesitate. He threw his human body in front of her, his silver eyes flashing with a raw, primal defiance that bypassed his lost resonance.

Sharp. Sudden. Burning. He choked, falling to one knee. His fingers dug into the floor. He smelled wolfsbane immediately. His vision swam. Slowly… painfully… he turned his head— Leon stood behind him. Holding a blade coated in poison. His eyes were cold. Empty. Wrong. --- Leon leaned close, voice soft and cruel: “Jason… you were part of the ritua all along Jason .” A pause. A cold smile. “And your death will be the last ingredient.”

His eyes turned cold, sharp as ice. “So after your first mate died, the Moon Goddess gave you a second chance.” Kendall stared straight at Leon. “And that chance is me. I feel the mate bond with you too, and somehow I just happen to have the exact same face as your first mate,” he said, as if everything had suddenly clicked. Leon ran a hand through his hair and took a long breath. “Yes.” He paused. “I… apologize for not introducing myself properly.” He extended his hand formally. “I’m Leon, Alpha of the Black Moon pack.”

The hand clicked into place. Midnight. The screen showed a perfect, steady rhythm. Leon stood tall, his cheeks flushed, a triumphant smile on his face. A roar of jubilation erupted from the crowd. Even Liana began to cry with relief, moving forward from her place of honor to embrace her son. She took one step onto the central stones. Leon’s smile froze. His eyes went wide, then blank. Without a sound, he crumpled. His body hit the ground with a sickening, final thud.

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

I let out a growl and he raised his hand up in surrender. “I mean..no harm..Luna.” He rushed out his words in whisper. He was trying to be cautious because of the humans around. “Who are you?” I asked. “I am Leon. A native of black moon pack and I know you so well to be my alpha’s mate.” He answered. “I am nobody’s mate so I don’t know what you are talking about.” I denied. “I can smell my alpha’s blood in him. So I know—“ I cut him off. “Stay away from me.” I started walking backwards.

**LEON** After Lucien fell asleep and I put him to bed, I went home. So much on my mind, so much to do. Talon Rodriguez, the Alpha of Black Night pack. He comes from a long line of cruel and disgusting Alpha’s but the word through the pack grape vine, Talon has no crimes against him. All the previous Alpha’s of the Black Night Pack were cruel to their Luna’s. Treating them as property, as items that can be used for the production of heirs, abused at their will.

King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son.” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?” King Ekmond asked with an expecting gaze. “Well Father,” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have great news.” “Go on.” “I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.” “Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.” “He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, a so-called leader of the Purifiers Creed, King Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”

said Captain Arnold as he handed the M16 to his assistant. "Yes, I would!" said Jacob excitedly. The other members just nodded their heads. “Zoya, Jacob looks really excited today. What happened to him?” asked Eren in a whisper to Zoya. "Hmm, I don't know. But it looks like he really has ambitions to win this practice. Be careful Eren, he can beat you any time, hehehe," Zoya said with a little laugh. Eren fell silent hearing Zoya's words. He never felt that Jacob or the rest of the Jaguar team were his rivals.

​The final staircase felt like the ascent to an executioner’s block. Each step Elara took echoed with the hollow chime of a funeral bell, the obsidian stone beneath her boots vibrating with the screams of the dying army far below. ​At the summit’s threshold, the boy stood waiting. Leo, Vance’s youngest son, was a heartbreaking sight. His small frame was encased in armor too heavy for him, and his eyes once a bright, playful hazel were leaking trails of thick, indigo smoke. He raised his black-bladed spear, his movements jerky, like a marionette being pulled by invisible, cruel strings.