Leon Kennedy Infinite Darkness Novels & Stories

Oshey walked to the window and glanced at the tree. She had the impression the tree was looking back. "I can see why you and I share this insane attraction." Oshey peeked over her shoulder at him. After a heavy such she continued to explain what she had been seeing. "In my visions, I see you and me fighting about the death of our son. Then I see you and me fighting in a different place. Then, again it shifts, I'm in a dark room, and there is a faint green light, like the lumination from a neon sign. Cammie is with me, and she is scared of the darkness. I can barely see through the light, but I know there is someone else with us."

he smirked. "Akenos half brother Kha. Now I see why you are the destructor." Lesi said. "Why is that?" he was fascinated at this point. "Kha the God of darkness, creatures of the night, the sky. Does destruction not lead to darkness?" Lesi asked. "Or power. Kha is not driven for the greater. He is too busy with Selene watching over his creatures of the night." Akenos said. "Power is fleeting. Creation is forever." Lesi said.

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.

Kennedy’s hand found her wrist in the dark, grip hard enough to leave marks. “They’ve marked us,” he said. Above the berm the drone’s rotors grew louder as it descended for confirmation, and from the direction of the second vehicle came the sudden, accelerating roar of an engine no longer interested in patience.

he continued questioning then I decided to quench his curiosity. “Uh-uh, no one did,” I replied. “It’s just that. . . I. . .I had lost my dad in the dark,” I began. “He returned home one day from work and we were all set to have dinner when suddenly all the lights went off. It wasn’t a power cut. He went to check what had happened. From there, we heard him scream and all the lights turned on again. We rushed down to see what had happened when we found my dad laying lifeless on the floor. He wasn’t even close to where he was going to check the lights yet and he died without us knowing the actual cause. If it hadn’t turned dark, my dad wouldn’t have died. I was only 12 when my dad died and fro

The spell he whispered drew thick dark drops of liquid leaking from his body, rolling down his arm, and out. "Risthor tiem uhlanor yreit." These miniscule droplets, converged into a long arm-length spiral lake, twisting and circling the white floating rocks, slowly seeping into them, soaking the crystals in deep blackness. These were what Ekron called: The Shards Of Darkness. His darkness. Another snap from his fingers, forced each shard to appear in front of a lord, a supposed demigod he had summon, and so did a key: brilliantly shimmering, fighting off the dark progeny from the shards beside it.

I'm Seo-yeon Lee, an extraordinary twenty-two years old university student. Now, how do I begin? The dark truth about me. I was just at the tender age of sixteen years old when I hurt my friend or in other words, killed my friend. It was night, a dark night, a never ending night. I was afraid of myself. I couldn't believe in myself. I debated with myself for quite a very long time that whether all of these was true. Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth.

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.”

"I know my girl, you won't forgive me after what I did to your son. Even I promised you that I will protect him but I am the person who wants to kill him. I am sorry, but whenever I see his face, I saw that bastard in him. He looks the same as that person who caused you sufferings." Damon cried and remembering his promise which he gives to Rosy when she died because of him. He wants to kill that bastard son but Rosy saved him and died. He was the murderer of her and he feels guilty in his all life but he never able to wash his hands from this. He deserves a horrible death. Today, even if Ryan kill him, he won't mind. He can go back to his love and begged him for her forgiveness or maybe in t

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.