Marvel Darkstar Novels & Stories

His eyes darkened. “This isn’t only about Marlene. You know exactly what I’m talking about, Ethan!” he snapped. “I’ve told you repeatedly, Mr. Caspian Blackwood—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied evenly. They dragged another man into the room. His fingers were missing. I didn’t need an explanation. “Touching me isn’t the problem, Caspian. It’s what happens after you hurt a La Rosa. We both know there are boundaries even in the underworld,” I said, carefully playing my cards.

I received the bonding notification matching me with Kieran Darkmoor, the Alpha of the Wolf Pack, while standing outside my bedroom door. Through the slightly ajar door, I caught the heavy scent of heather drifting out. I could hear a beastwoman's sultry moans mingled with a beastman's husky growls, coming at my ears in rhythmic waves. A lace nightgown lay discarded by the doorway, draped carelessly over my red high heels. Those were the same heels that Nathaniel Fairfax once spent an entire month crafting by hand from the finest materials, just for me.

Every blow he delivered carried the weight of something unnatural. Dark magic. Draven narrowed his eyes. "They've been tampered with," he muttered under his breath, parrying another brutal strike. "Enhanced beyond natural means." Kael’s movements were faster, stronger, almost berserker-like. Around them, werewolf warriors fought with an edge that even seasoned vampires struggled to match. And then, the first light of dawn touched the horizon. Draven felt the heat kiss his skin—a warning most vampires would dread. Around him, his warriors hesitated, confused, their instincts screaming to retreat from the rising sun.

While they move, I shift, landing on two feet in the middle of their circle. “What are you?” One of them asks, stepping out and aiming his gun at me. “They call me The Dark Protector, and you are about to die.” I don’t think so, freak.” The hunter says to me. I open my hands, face down toward the earth, calling on my element. As the earth begins to rumble under their feet, they stumble around, trying not to fall. I tear the earth open around them, leaving a circle of calm around me. Magma rises from the center of the earth to the surface, turning to molten lava. The hunters scream as the heat from the earth's core begins to melt their skin from their bodies, the lava rushing over them like w

“Tell Kendra we’ll be with her soon.” He cleared his throat deeply. “I’m afraid it’s not Kendra… or Alpha Hades.” A dressed Kane walked up to him, a stern look in his eyes. “Who is it?” Alan’s hesitation was not a good sign. “Alpha Adrian of the Silverclaw pack.” Fuck. ~~~ The Dark Alpha—the only name that suits him—refused to remove his sunglasses or his hoodie. I didn’t know what he was hiding beneath it all but to say the truth, I wasn’t eager to know. My greatest fear was how Aurora would react to this.

“I know mom, we’ll be safe.” Actually tomorrow we’re going to the woods to fight a vicious werewolf descended from a centuries-old pack of killers called the Dark Ones. After tomorrow you might never see me again or if something happens to Hayden, I’ll never be happy again, but no biggy! She wished she could say these thoughts out loud, to express how stressed and worried she was. She wished she could hug her mom tightly and let her know how much she and her dad meant to her, tell them that they were doing this so people like them could be safe too; but she couldn’t. Hayden arrived shortly after. He was dressed in stretchy gym pants and a sleeveless black t-shirt with an image of a beautiful

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

However, now that he sees Andrian betrayed him, perhaps it is his karma for using his family as bait. Delon Tamara is his mother’s father, Eka’s grandfather never once set his foot on his father’s mansion even before he died. Eka knows deeply how Delon hates Tanaya’s bloodline, the deep-seethed hatred between the two bloodlines is deep due to the suicide of Marla Tamara, Eka’s mother. “If it weren’t for your father then Marla would be alive” Delon insisted. “Your bloodline is a curse toward-”. “That’s enough” Eka cuts off. “That’s my father, not me”.

It was possible that he had come using an intermediary, namely the dark star leader who was his loyal servant, so that he could possess the man's body and use a little of his power. "What should we do? Even though the boy is trying to attack him, it's clearly useless. The young man's attacks always fail and miss!" said one of the elders, feeling that Xiao Chen had no way to win. All the experts who were suppressed could see that. Their desire to help Xiao Chen was also impossible because, for some reason, the enemy suddenly became stronger since darkness covered the city. "The dark star, one of the figures who possesses the power of the stars. He can make enemies fall into his darkness. If i

"Transferring! The Ledger is emptying!" Jack felt the unimaginable power of a dying sun surge into his body. His veins felt like they were filled with molten glass. He pushed the authority of the Supernatural Ledger into the star's core, aggressively buying out the corrupted dark-matter tethers, violently snapping the chains holding the star hostage. "You're mine now!" Jack screamed against the roar of the cosmos. The dark matter shattered. The purple corruption was burned away by a blinding flash of pure, golden Origin light. The star stabilized, its runaway detonation halted by the absolute mandate of universal capital.