Marionette Darkstalkers Novels & Stories

"What's your game, Francis? Running a test on me? Want to see if I'll stay your ride-or-die without the meds, wagging my tail for you?" Francis' face turned stormy. "Don't talk like that." "How should I talk, then?" I flung the blankets aside and shakily stood up. My legs were jelly, but I held my ground. "Should I thank you then? For a decade under your drug-fueled thumb? And now you're curious what's left when you peel that away?" He rose, a full head taller, casting a long shadow. "I'm after the real deal, Natalie, not some drug-induced fantasy."

The lead assassin pulled down his hood, revealing a face covered in black tattoos. His eyes were pure blood-red. “Moon Queen?” He bared his sharp white teeth in a cruel grin. “Lord Rhoderick sends his regards.” “These chains were soaked in dark essence for forty-nine days.” He shook the chain in his hand. “A single scratch from them will seal your moonlight essence completely. You will be reduced to a useless invalid, weaker than an ordinary mortal.” Martha burst out of the carriage, her scepter blazing with brilliant silver light. “Eira! Fall back!”

"Show me you are not using dark magic right now." Marcus froze as everyone's attention turned to the shadows clearly emanating from his body. For a brief, beautiful moment, I thought we had won. Thought Zack would finally see the truth. Then Marcus smiled. "You want proof of dark magic?" His voice dropped to something inhuman. "I will show you dark magic." The attack came without warning. Marcus thrust his hands forward, and tendrils of pure darkness shot toward me like spears. Drake shoved me aside, taking the hit himself. The impact sent him crashing into a tree, blood exploding from his mouth.

Serpent Win Mara’s sly and cunning laughter pierced as well as stabbed into Windrich Cannon’s as well as Janice Valeria’s thoughts, feelings, and also perceptions. Mr. Serpent Win Mara swung here and there both of his arms and hands. Mr. Serpent Win Mara moved his arms and hands in a big circle movement. His hands were seen emitting his dark brown supernatural light. Mr. Serpent Win Mara opened widely his mouth. His mouth also emitted his dark brown supernatural light in its zigzag line. The dark brown lights from both his hands and his mouth were soon directed towards Janice Valeria’s as well as her Windrich Darling’s entire body. “Aaarrrggghhhkkk...!!!” squealed and squeaked Janice Valeria

No one here knew about my encounter with one of them. - What can I say about them? the dark one was indignant, continuing to look out the window. I knew perfectly well that a training session was taking place in the backyard. In addition to developing the gift, the girls trained endurance, practiced close combat, and someone even learned to fight with swords. Hope I can join them soon. “I call them reverse darks. The first such blond freak was born to Karim Reed. They are not affected by darkness, they painlessly pass it through themselves, moreover, they can drink any dark one with one touch. Catchers have excellent health, they are faster, stronger and more resilient than any person. This

There were also three rogue werewolves, enormous, with deep scars and fierce eyes, two small elementals, one of earth and one of wind, and a tall gray-skinned woman with completely white eyes, carrying a bone staff. The leader of the group, a tall bald vampire with a scar running from his eye down to his chin, raised his gaze toward the window and gave Adrian a nod. "That’s Darius," Adrian murmured. "An old hunting companion. He brought the best ones who still owed me favors." Valkiria let out a low whistle, impressed. "You really summoned the renegades. I thought Darius had sworn never to set foot in Darkmoor territory again." "He did," Adrian replied with a smile. "But I told him Dracula w

“ Ryan was her first mate. And I’m her twin. Our blood is alike. I can get close to her. I can summon my aunt. She’s a mountain witch. She specializes in dark spells, she can weaken their resolve from afar. Make Laura doubt herself and make her fail the trial.” Marisa smiled like a serpent. “Good. While she’s broken, I’ll get close enough to use this blade… One slice and the bond snaps. Damian will feel it. Confused. Lost. And I’ll be there, ready to soothe him, ready to become what she never could.” Melody chuckled “You really are twisted.” Marisa’s smile sharpened “ And you are no angel.” Just as they turned to leave the tower— Thud. They bumped into a solid chest.

“Please! I’ll become your slave warrior!” Phil burst out laughing loudly. Even several warriors smirked mockingly. Draven tilted his head slightly.“You think too highly of yourself.” Carlo froze. Draven’s crimson eyes locked onto him fully now.“Do you know what happened to Darkson?” Marvin stiffened sharply while Carlo’s breathing faltered. Draven smiled faintly.“He begged too.” A chill swept through the hall. Draven continued calmly—“I had him killed anyway.” Marvin’s knees finally buckled completely beneath him while Carlo began trembling violently now.

She whispers, “Drakon I vovk.” “What does that mean?” Mara’s voice is soft, almost like she’s in disbelief, “One is dark and a child of the moon. His ways are that of an animal. The other is born of fire. He is brutal, powerful, and beastly.” She pulls back and gathers her things, “I must go. You ladies enjoy your last night in Ireland.” Looking at me, she says, “I wish you all the best on your upcoming trials. Please remember, matters of the heart are not bound to logic and do not need reasons to be right.”

Is this what he meant by ‘grave’ mistake? “You can’t put it back?” I asked. “Rumelia’s mana is interfering with it.” If I take her down, then everything will be over. The only obstacle is… “…How many marionettes does she have?” “…96.” “My bad,” I replied. “I’m asking how many marionettes does she have in her storage.” “… That’s all she has.” After hearing Kronos’s reply, the marionette came swinging with a broad-axe from the right— which I dodged by hairbreadth by bending my waist.