Marvel Darkstar Novels & Stories

Morana's blushing face and panting breath were really beautiful in Daniel's eyes, the man looked at Morana as if he wanted to eat her right then and there. The monster inside him writhed as Daniel tried to suppress his innermost desires. After all of Morana's body stopped shaking and she slowly opened her eyes with a look in her eyes that was hard to digest, Daniel looked back at her as if he was dreaming and Morana was the object of his darkest dream.

The darkness formed around her like a cape. The pink god power flared to my fingertips, but my lack of energy made it short out. She threw me to the side. I hit the bar counter and slid down it. She reached out and twisted Mr. Kline's neck. He died instantly. His soul left his body, twisting in agony as it drifted upward. The Ardor Brothers swarmed her, but her dark clouds pushed them like ragdolls. They flew across the room. "Don't hurt them," I choked out as I dragged myself to my feet using a bar stool.

Rodin and Varick follow henceforth on their mission even with Varick lacking behind his mentor. A few moments pass before Rodin reaches the end of the metal breadcrumbs and enters a campsite. The scene is horrifying; the once teal grass is now red with blood, and body parts, limbs, and chunks of flesh are scattered across the forest grounds. The air pulses like a breathing animal which in return forces the four tents that make up the circumference of the site to wobble in place. The insignia on the dark green tinted shelters are covered in blood but still the black sun ripples with the draft. The fire pit in the middle smolders a black fainted smoke, but on top of the fire is a handful of st

Lucas, with his Mind's Eye, had already identified the two Dark Race beings. Out of the two Dark Race beings, one of them was Thunder Monster, and Lucas had no comment about it. After all, he had only bumped into it once. The other Dark Race was extremely ugly. It had a hunched back and looked scrawny. It has to be said that there was a saber placed on his back. The Dark Race was Metallic Bone, a Rank 9 being.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

I stayed jaws dropped where the black one keeps approaching on it. " Now, we can be together. You can now act like me, think like me, and best like me!" A deep horrible voice echoes in Starks's ears until everything looks dark. As the black smoke subsided from the atmosphere, Stark gape to the sky and set a louder scream. As his head back leveling the ground, his eyes were not silver anymore, it's all res without pupil like a demon on the underworld. A strange grin was drawn on his face as he swiftly ran back to the edge of the forest going to the city.

My entire life has been dedicated to getting revenge against my parents, I’ve been literally blinded by it, nothing else existed. But Eve is … she’s everything good in the world, she’s fun, she’s unbelievably sexy and she’s a blank canvas. I hope she’s open enough to come into my world, but I’m just nervous if I don’t hurry up and marry her she might change her mind. While I was honest about not doing anything illegal in my little hostile takeover planning, I was doing some incredibly shady shit that would bankrupt both of my parents and likely get their asses thrown in jail.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

Darkstar and I continue run through alleyways with Renegade not far behind "we need to be careful Darkstar we can get ourselves lost in the alleyways" I said, "okay Inkcanius" said Darkstar holding my hand tightly. We began go through alleyway after alleyway before we arrive at a main street and saw Badniks and lots of it "can you handle them Inkcanius?" Darkstar asked I nod "yes you worry seeing me push to my limits" I said, "I know Inkcanius but you're a god but I don't want to use your godly powers for this, you don't want to accidently destroy your sanctuary" said Darkstar. I nodded, so I grab my X-Blade while Darkstar grabs out his Heavy Splatling "I'll provide cover fire Inkcanius" sai

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.