Marionette Darkstalkers Novels & Stories

their views are obscured" said Hanta. Darkstar and I heard talking from above "Rebel, this is Renegade. I heard talking but I don't know it came from" said Renegade, "its Renegade we need to be careful, Darkstar do you still have your flashlight" I whispered. Darkstar was still holding his trusty flashlight ready as Renegade pop his head from above and saw me and Darkstar, Darkstar turned on his flashlight blinding Renegade's eyes. Then Darkstar, myself and our group got on the roof and bolt off. Renegade was blinded "Renegade are you!?" said Rebel with shock, "Damn you Inkcanius!!" Renegade shouted and ran after me and Darkstar. I looked back running to see Renegade catching up just three b

No, less than friends even. That’s not going to change. Not because of that one night. It has to be the same as last time. To break her train of thoughts, Norton and the young men came back with Marion leading them. Upon seeing this, Damon took a pause and gave a slight bow. “I came from behind their army. There are a lot of them who do not belong to the Red Blood pack. I think they gained more allies.” – Marion said, panting. Seeing this, Neil handed him his small container of water.

The elders yelled over each other's voices while the rest of the non-vampires watched them. Marinette closed her eyes and let her dark nature enfold her. From her body exploded dark energy and shadows, snuffing out the lights and blocking the light of the moon from getting in. Everywhere went silent with a thick fear, so solid a knife wouldn't be able to penetrate through. Never had they seen such in their entire lives. The shadows and shadow demons flew around them, cackling and giggling, some shouting the cries of the dead. Marinette stood tall in the air in her true form, a legless damsel with death in her hair, and poison in the tip of her tongue. Her pale bluish-white skin glowed in the

She was a sinner and there was no way for her to redeem herself. She stopped crying. Removing her hands from her face, she looked at them. The feeling of disgust settled in the pit of her stomach and she couldn't shake it off. Looking around her. Bloodshed and death all around her. Everyone was fighting the dark mages in an attempt to try and save the realms. That was what she was supposed to before she ended up as Drakoen's Marionette. Not anymore. She cut those strings, and it took her almost killing her own friend and ally. She has now reclaimed her control and intended to fix everything that went wrong. All those people who died fighting the darkness, their death wouldn't be in vain. She

Madchen could only stare up at Drago. His eyes transformed into deep black. He smiled down at her, seemingly pleased at Jason offering her to him. She felt a sharp sting as the knife pierced her shoulder. She gasped for air and blood poured from her mouth. He had punctured her lung. “You have done well, servant,” she could hear Drago growl. This time there was no mistaking it. It rumbled, shaking the furniture. “Bring her to me,” His voice boomed. Jason, rather pleased with himself, threw Madchen at Drago’s feet. She was gasping for air. She was slipping away, she could taste the coppery blood as it welled up in her throat, pouring from her mouth.

Entering the study and seeing familiar faces,Vador smiled. "The lord," They all bowed except Jadis.He responded by nodding. "And why is someone still seated looking annoyed?" Vador asked. Standing up forceful"My lord," she said. "Why are you all here?" "Lady Jadis informed us that a human vampire named Ava is living here," Lord jack replied. Lord over the southern empire and also lady Mary's father,he wanted Vador to marry his daughter but wasn't forceful about it. "That is so against the law dark lord," Lord Matthew replied. He's the human lord in charge of the western empire.

Dinka urged. Marian pulled her mind back, focusing on what was before her, leaving thoughts of Dorien and Reyland for later. “Can’t we just kill him?” Dinka growled as she rushed forward, taking down one of the thirty. “He is too strong, D. Also, he’s a trickster; this is known. See how he’s playing with us? Even now?” Marian stated as Dinka snapped at another wolf, who dodged back, then spun away to fight a group of Lightmoon allies who had surrounded one of his pack members.

He was shirtless allowing Summer a glimpse of the intricate dragon tattoo on his back, the same tattoo that she herself had received after being forced into marrying Michael. A cup dangled from his fingers at his side, that was when Summer finally noticed the intense smell of alcohol permeating throughout the entire living room. Not only was Michael not asleep, but he was also most likely deliriously drunk. "What did you find out?" His voice slurred out. He didn't bother turning to look at Summer as he spoke instead choosing to lift his drink to his lips. Summer let out a long sigh, "we have a mole." Now Michael did turn around, throwing his glass to the floor by Summer's feet as he did so.

She laughs in pure amusement as her eyes mark the lust and excitement of what is to come, she then drops the fact and the words of her role among the following holders with the voice that hunts and rings. “Take care of Marie as her ability and the natural darkness of it is haunting darkness that will either pull her into the abyss of nothingness or becomes the irreplaceable ally of our game. Let her have the wrong idea and conceal her real ability all until the right time that the book of Dylan will be open.”

she asked, her voice cold and ruthless, "you thought you could do away with me?" "Kylie." I tried to reach for her, but Jason was at my side, holding me down, while Maren rose and walked toward her. "you're dead, Damien of the rogues. Remain among the dead." Maren said. Her voice was low, calm, but firm. And after she'd spoken , the ashen veins in Kylie's arms stopped glowing, and she simply passed out. But Maren was at her side, just in time to catch her.