Los Ojos De La Oscuridad Novels & Stories

she raises her eyes until they fix on me and denies “Don't worry... those who saw me only saw a girl leaving flowers on several graves...” I sigh and stand up “Max, don't disobey an order again...” his body tenses and he looks at me defiantly "You can't give me orders, Dark…" He smiled sideways and snapped at him in a cold tone.

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"

I was walking into the woods, full moon high, headed to my sanctuary next to the pool. The closer I got, the darker the water appeared. I saw something floating within the middle of the pool. I shook my head, no. I jumped into the water grabbing the body and flipping it over, Jules’ dead eyes stared up at me. No!

We would not throw away our last ounce of dignity for a sliver of pity disguised as guilt. I rushed into the forest and found the herbs that contained the antidote before feeding them to Noah. Fortunately, the dose was quite small. The medicine worked quickly, and Noah regained his strength. Silas had signed my application to leave the pack, and Alexander signed the agreement terminating our mate bond. There was nothing left to hold us back. I shifted into my wolf and let Noah climb onto my back. Then, I bolted away like a streak of silver lightning and raced out of the Red Falls Pack's territory.

howled the witch. A thick, cold black mist, filled with total mystical blindness, burst from the ground in the blink of an eye, completely erasing the light of day and blocking all vision across the clearing. I could not see my own hands, and the war cries turned into a confused and terrifying echo amid total darkness. “Lawrence!” I cried out in desperation, stretching my hands into the gloom.

A whisper threads through the darkness, not a voice, but a breath, brushing against the bones of the world. “Our daughter returns to us.” The words ripple like frost over glass. The darkness trembles. The crowd breaks into cries of fear as people stumble blindly. Wolves shift instinctively, growling at shadows they can’t see through. Selene lifts her head. Her eyes open. They glow. Black. Liquid black. Devouring black. As if they hold the night inside them. My breath catches. Killian curses under his breath. “What in the…” Selene smirks, the expression slow and wicked.

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.

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

Lise cried out loudly as her butt hit the granite, and might have wounded her as well. “Open your eyes,” Andreas spoke in a commanding tone. Yet Lise did open her eyes, she fisted her hands by her side still praying and hoping God would save her from this monster. “Open your eyes.” He snarled and practically spat on her face. The chill of his voice reached down into her cells as she was beginning to scum into the darkness. Her brain ceased to work and she wasn’t able to comprehend what he was actually saying. Her pulse ran wild on her neck, which didn’t go unnoticed by Andreas.

His heart hammered against my back, a frantic drumbeat echoing my own. He held me there, locked against him in the freezing dark, for one eternal second. His face pressed against the side of my wet hair. I felt the tremor that ran through him, violent and uncontrolled. Then, he tilted his head back, looking towards the impossibly distant surface light. Determination, raw and desperate, replaced the horror in his eyes. He locked his gaze with mine again. In the dim, aqueous gloom, his eyes were dark pools, obsidian mirrors reflecting my own terror, my confusion. But they held something else now, something fierce and absolute. A promise. A vow etched in the desperation of the deep.