Nergal Dark Fall Novels & Stories

I sensed a surge, Nyra's presence and pried it open. My fingers skimmed page after page until I found it. Tenebrium: The Path of the Hollow Flame. A forbidden rite calling upon celestial darkness—light tainted by loss, grief, and vengeance. This rite allows the user to trade part of their soul for immortality or control over deathless shadows. Once begun, it cannot be undone. I stared at the page, my head spinning as I went over the words again. My hand trembled as I closed the book. A cold sliver of fear slipped down my spine. Selene wasn’t just playing in darkness. She was preparing for war.

"She spent hours trying to help me—using her hands and her mouth—but I was so rock hard, so overwhelmed with pain, that nothing worked. I was in agony, more than I had ever felt before. I knew she was exhausted from helping me, so I asked her to contact another girl for assistance. They both tried, but I still couldn't… It went on for hours, torturing me, and I had to choose the last option I had. That's when I took DARK." Riley's heart leapt into her throat. "DARK?" she yelled, voice rising. She had heard of that before. It was not really a medicine; it was an illegal, forbidden drug made from wolfsbane, used in ancient times during wars when a dominant alpha's rut was uncontrollable. There

He's a little damaged, but a strong Angel. • Kyle Fletcher: This young demon in all his glory is twenty-two. With eyes like those of a dragon, he's one of the strongest Demons currently alive. Unlike the general description of a demon, Kyle is calm and takes decisions after careful thought. He's 181 cm tall (5'11 ft), weight- 67 kg (147 lbs). MBTI type: ENFP. He is strong, both physically and mentally. Favorite color: Purple. Zodiac: Virgo. Jamie believes that Asa loves him because he's a lot like Vantae but hands down to the truth, the angel loves him for his red eyes. Not that it's the only reason, but it's one of the major things about Kyle that make the angel's heart beat faster. The you

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

He followed the footprints to get to Eren. “You won't be able to run away from me Eren! You know what my special ability is right?!” shouted Jacob trying to intimidate Eren. With his special powers, Jacob tries to chase after Eren. He ran very fast and almost caught up with Eren who was walking in the thick grass. "Got you, Eren!" said Jacob as he continued to run fast. When he got very close to Eren, suddenly... "Brakkk!" Jacob fell so hard he rolled over. The gun he was carrying fell somewhere.

He extended his hand for her to take and she noticed how he is testing her obedience every second, it felt like if she doesn't agree then he will worsen it. She hesitantly placed her small palm in his large one and he led her towards the room. Marona looked at him confused when they entered the dark room. She was calm until he switched on the lights and her eyes widened in horror. It was a room filled with sexual equipment. She didn't know that he is involved in dark stuff like this. She quickly pulled her hand away from his hold and stepped back. "No!" Her head shook in horror. Mikhail grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer and she tried to step back from him.

He immediately curled around her, shielding her body with his own. But Leela wasn't fighting the fall; she was going completely limp. Her whole body trembled violently, her eyes rolled back and locked in a thousand-yard stare into a horrific void. She was falling into the darkness again. Through their mate bond, Fennigan felt it instantly—a sudden, terrifying plunge into an abyss of cold, rotting earth and screaming ghosts. The necrotic magic she had just channeled was dragging her consciousness down into the graves of the children Vane had slaughtered. The darkness was swallowing her whole, pulling her away from the waking world.

Rigel gasped as golden flames wrapped around him, searing away the darkness, consuming him in something holy, something pure. The darkness screamed. And Daniel… Turned back to face it. “You want me?” he said, voice unwavering. He took a step forward, away from Rigel. Toward the void. “Then take me.” The Fall of Daniel Calloway The darkness devoured him. It happened in an instant—tendrils of pure shadow wrapping around his limbs, pulling him in, drowning him in endless black. “No!” Rigel’s scream shattered the night. But it was too late.

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists as I tried to control myself because the one at the centre of attention was my kin. I clenched my jaw. And she was having the time of her life seducing the low lives that were wagging their tail for her. I wanted to take everyone here and rip them apart. It wouldn’t even be a problem for me. I excel at dark magic. I can just burn them all alive here. HOW DARE THEY?! How dare they even look at my kin like that. I gritted my teeth. Nena is only mine.

He held me so tightly that I could barely breathe. “I was wrong.” His voice was hoarse as he buried his face in my neck. “Irina, I was wrong.” “Let me go!” I tried to free myself with all my strength. Yet, his grip did not loosen. His lips were pressed against my ears as he sobbed. “Come back. I beg you. Please come back.” I froze. The cold and heartless demon in my previous life was actually trembling before me?