Nergal Dark Fall Novels & Stories

We ripped him apart, peace by peace. Started by breaking his bones, then we skinned him while still alive, then took body part but we didn't let him die yet. After beating all our anger out. I used my clawed hand and teared his heart from inside his chest. No body hurt my baby , what's left of him weren't even full peaces just bits here and there. We left everything there. Let it be known messing with us mean a slow painful death. Nala POV I think i heard my mates coming, but then i blacked out again. Next time i opened my eyes , i met kellan dark one he told me I'm safe now and i closed my eyes again and never opened them again.

Black Nergal was one of the five major organizations in the outlands. It was founded by Navia’s enemy countries in the outlands to resist Wyvern Peak. One could describe Black Nergal as Wyvern Peak’s destroyer. The organization was established by the different enemy countries and was ruled by a board of directors. A large number of soldiers were trained to fight against Navia’s Wyvern Peak. Meanwhile, a meeting was called to order in Black Nergal’s headquarters in the outlands. It was chaired by Black Nergal’s middle management, Silas Dragan.

It’s more like a pleasure-soaked sob. “No God here,” Nero’s tongue flicks my nipple, sending lightning strikes through my core. He grips my jaw with his free hand, causing my eyelids to flutter open, locking on nearly black eyes, “Little mate, I’m as close to the devil as they come. Keep praying with those sinful sounds falling from your lips,” that grin is back, and I’m barely holding on to my sanity at this point. “They fuel the darkness inside me.” Nero’s eyes lock on my chest as he thrusts his hips.

But hence he didn't say anything, he decided to do the same, at least for now. Nero’s eyes narrowed. “Not standard issue.” “No,” Nico said. He maneuvered the control again and the image sharpened. Even though it was not enough to make out a face, it was enough to catch the swing of a dark hem, the set of shoulders, the economy of movement. “She knows the grid. Keeps to the blind triangles.” “Woman,” Nero said. Not a question. He already knew that the traitor was a woman. “Yes.” Nico crossed to another console, and pulled up the dungeon feed. “And this, this is three floors down, taken from the same time window. See the latch?” he asked pointing to the spot on the screen.

I removed my face from her palm and nodded. 'My name is Julia Peters. The founder of the group, Hunters'. 'I thought It was a company'. 'It is. And it is not'. 'Oh'. 'It is every thing. To a factory, industry, company, Everything'. 'Oh'. 'Come with me'. She led me deeper into her office and opened a door. You'd think it's a normal room but no, it's full of everything to weapons, machineries,bunks, Tents, Sleeping bags, Sleeping pads, Camping pillows, lamps, flashlights, Camp chairs, Camp tables, Lantern, etc.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

"You are weak because you possess a sense of care. You hesitate to incinerate the landscape because your Pack is standing on the soil. You hold back the vacuum because you fear the suffocation of the insects." The knowledge hit like a blunt impact to my diaphragm. He was correct. I possessed the energy to liquefy the mountain bedrock. I had the Moon Well in my chest. But if I unleashed the full frequency, I would stop Barzil’s heart. I would extinguish Viggo. I would vaporize Guller as he lay broken on the stone. I was fighting with my own morality acting as a dampener. Nergal possessed no such biological constraint. He was fighting with the full, unbridled force of a predator who viewed the

After mixing the herbs, Nass lit the candles, incense and swung the pendulum. "From across the planes I call they name Darkness blacker than night Come into my sight!" A feeling of dizziness and dread, terror and nothingness swept over her. The candles swiftly blew out as a foul and freezing air swirled around. "Who dares summon Darkness?" A shrill voice hissed. A misty darkness wavered before her. "'Tis I, Nassiri Dela Cruz." "What is it thou wishes?" "I would like to make a deal with you. All of my blood for some…dark tendrils that will do my bidding."

Zelena. Until Galterio was dead, and Cole was avenged, the darkness is where I will roam. I lifted myself from the ground and hovered to Gunner’s side. Galterio was pacing back and forth in front of the shield. Running his fingers along the wall. The sparks that tingled through my body with the contact he made against the shield, urged me on. The spot on his shoulder that was pierced by the black smoke, was now looking like a funky tattoo. Deep black vein like shapes had begun to spread out from the point of impact. The same thing was happening at the spot near his hip. The darkness was in him now too. Gunner looked to me as I reached him. His eyes were near black and he looked ready to kill

Gina's dagger flashed in the dim light of the ruins, its blade etched with the same cursed runes that had plagued Autumn since the threats began. Time seemed to slow as Autumn twisted, her instincts sharpened by the newly forged bond with Gale. The silver light within her flared weakly, a protective shimmer rippling across her skin, but exhaustion from the ritual left her vulnerable. Gina's eyes burned with a fanatic gleam, her lips curled in a snarl that revealed fangs elongated by the Order's dark magic. "You stole everything from me," Gina hissed, her voice distorted, echoing the woman's earlier malice. "Nathaniel was mine—until you came along with your pathetic omega scent."