Marvel Darkstar Novels & Stories

Darkous snarled, his voice threatening. Elika began to back away slowly, as though only just finding her feet. The princess’ fear peeked as Darkous mirrored her movements. The dark lord seemed to take more interest in her than the battle, her terror like a flame to a moth. She stared up at her uncle as he stalked towards her, his mechanical white eyes lifeless. Darkous had a long clear scar down his right cheek; the dead tissue curving towards the edge of his mouth. He was wearing a pair of deep blue jeans and a plain black band shirt, the long leather trench coat concealing his weapons. The dark lord hid his long night black hair under a leather hat, more scars becoming clear around his e

Marco said, holding her in his arms, while crying, as he swore in his heart that he would take revenge on everyone, and in order to do that, he must become strong, even stronger than Xavier himself. And the only way to do that is to sell his soul to Venus. Under that rain and in the middle of that darkness, Marco swore that he would become the dark lord, and kill everyone who ruined Astraea's life. After a good amount of time, he left her under the rain, to enter the hut, and go out carrying Ethan's body. Astraea looked at him with a severe breakdown, while he approached her, and put the child in her arms. He began digging in the ground, while Astraea was only looking at the dead body in fro

Both Astro “Star and the associates of the Dark- Dragon remembered very well what they had said and done, but they did not know how he came to recover, nor how they found out about Dick, even though he was also part of the resistance, some memories were vivid and mixed with the fact that they couldn't control themselves and be controlled. Dark-Dragon programmed each nanorobot to send signals from those who were reprogrammed and redirect systems and when he translated some data and tried to learn about the language it boiled down to squeals and their shrill screams. In which were also some communications and data from your civilization and some sound wave information damaged the movements and

Eira’s gaze turned cold as she studied the device. It was specialized Dark Blood military hardware built to dampen all moonlight energy. Trapped within its dark aura, even a high-tier powerhouse like High Priest Martha could muster barely half her usual strength. Up on the steps, a scar-faced Dark Blood patrol captain pressed his boot down on an elderly priest’s skull. “Old fool, my patience wears thin.” The captain drew his curved saber and tapped the blade against the old man’s cheek. “Where is the fragment of the Star-Locking Seal hidden?”

I pause, closing my eyes to blink back the tears. “I had thought everything would become normal between us. That I finally have my Dad back, but you just proved me wrong. Whatever remaining need for your love and approval I craved is no longer my wish. It ends here. You and I are forever stranger” He looks at me like I am a stranger. Perhaps I always was. “You don't mean that” He steps forward, voice desperate now. “I mean every word, Marcel. I, Carlos DeLuca, alpha blood of the Dark Shadow Pack–

Dark Xavier (smirking): “They want you to be noble. But we know what power really costs.” Xavier (snarling): “You’re not me.” Dark Xavier: “I’m what happens when you stop pretending you can save both her and the world. When you decide the world isn’t worth her tears.” Xavier (tense): “You think I’d burn it all for her?” Dark Xavier: “You already would. All that’s left is for you to admit it.” A blade forms in Dark Xavier’s hand, shaped like the chained wolf. Xavier draws his own. They clash in blinding sparks. Blow for blow, fury for fury. At the climax, Xavier disarms his double and presses a dagger to its throat.

"You see, Maeve, I own you now. Your secret is mine. And if you ever try to tell anyone, or if you don't do what I say, then everyone will know about 'Eve'. Your mother, your brother Jasper, your little friend Nova... the whole school. Understood?" I couldn't speak, could only nod, my eyes wide with terror. His hand reached out, so fast I didn't see it coming. His fingers curled around my chin, tilting my face up. His touch was cold, firm. My eyes darted to his, searching for anything, a hint of kindness, but there was nothing. Only that dark, unreadable stare. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you," he murmured, his voice impossibly low. My gaze locked with his. I hated him. I hated his arro

The shards rattled as I shoved the frame open and slipped inside. The room was empty. Exactly what I needed. I cracked the door, peeked out, and slipped into the hall. ~~~~~ Darius and Rowan descended a staircase that ended at a sealed gate. Darius punched in a code, pressed his face to a scanner, and the lock hissed open. Inside, a group of Alphas waited. “I bring you the great sponsor of our project,” Darius announced. “Alpha Rowan.” Gasps and applause filled the chamber. “As we all know, most of us here share the same goal. To bring the legendary Dark down.”

We were running out of time, we needed to exorcise whatever dark magic was compelling Tasha, she clearly wasn't acting herself. Kole told me that this was likely the effect of one of the Elders powers. Elder Hal Jordan, he had the unique powers as a Lycan to conjure up darkness capable to compell and possess anyone. Kole told me that he was notable one of the strongest Elders, his powers of mind warping and manipulation was impeccable and could make someone believe whatever he wanted. He also mentioned that Hal was a literal asshole and he was sired by Kathryna. We had come up with a plan to exorcise Hal's dark magic from Tasha, and by we I meant kole, Lorenzo and I. Yes, of course Lorenzo w

A dark vortex erupted beneath his legs, its edges churning with an otherworldly force. From the heart of the vortex, a voice boomed, echoing through eternity. "Nevera, you have summoned me again." A colossal figure emerged, its presence shattering the fabric of reality. The being's body was crafted from shadow and flame, its eyes burning with an ancient, forgotten power of Xarath. It's dark energy filling the room. Timeless who had curled up, uncurled itself and went to stay on top of Hiro's head, not saying a word and just like its owner, she was waiting, watching.