Marionette Darkstalkers Novels & Stories

Rather, the smile plastered on his face made me think he actually knew something was about to go on. "I, Drake Douglas, Second in command and Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, would like to take Demiana Ranskahov to be my mate in front of all of you to witness!" Drake announced boldly however the pack fell silent. Damien didn't move an inch and the expression in his face never changed, even as Drake went to took Demiana's hand and brought her up to the stage.

cried Mars, in a voice that frightened everyone, as his black veins reappeared and his lenses became very dark. But Darkle, not afraid, held his hand to do their job, they pulled out an old woman who was terrified Mars' eyes became red and black as he stared at his frightened companion Can he face an entire herd? “I am ready to kill your flock one by one for my companion, and you are the first, do you know this?” With a hiss, he said, taking slow steps towards Darkle, who was staring at him coldly

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

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.

Summer's POV Summer returned home to find the mansion she shared with Michael devoid of all light. For the first time that evening she felt a sense of relief, even if it was only for a moment she could relax. If she was lucky Michael was already asleep and would be much easier to deal with the following morning after having time to cool down. Holding her breath she headed inside braced for the worst but hoping for the best. Heart plummeting she found Michael standing in front of their bay window staring out into the night. 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 Mic

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.”