Noble Dark Novels & Stories

He nodded softly. “Then you must know who sent them,” I added. He sighed, taking a deep breath. “Unfortunately, I don't. I tried too hard to get something but my vision was blurred by some dark energy.” “Do you feel it's–” “A Noble? Yes. They are the only ones capable of such use and manipulation of dark magic.” “This means that things are beginning to happen faster than we expected,” Ralph said. As much as I don't like the Sunday of this discussion, I kind of feel they are making a point here.

I walked back over to the table and picked up the tray. Sitting on the mattress, I placed it down and wiped my teary eyes. He talked to me. I was glad but I wanted to extend it. Sighing, I forc ed down the pain in my throat and grabbed the glass of fruit juice. °°°° I was still reading the book when the door of my room cracked open. According to this book, the dark realm was the most beautiful planet, there was green all around, and many lives stayed there with dark creatures, everyone was holding power there but no one was stronger than The dark king in the entire universe. That's cool. It also tells that his mate would always be a human and will gain a particular gift after completing the

Isolde whispered, her words dripping with a chilling finality. Elder Noble’s strength waned, and his legs gave way beneath him. He crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath, his life slipping away with every passing second. The last thing he saw before darkness claimed him was Isolde’s cold, unfeeling eyes, a silent reminder that within the coven’s shadowed depths, secrets had a way of being silenced, no matter the cost.

Until there was nothing left. And then— "You'll catch a cold here." I looked up. And the world stopped. --- He was standing there. Tall. So tall. With dark hair and darker eyes. A jaw that could cut glass. He was wearing a suit that cost more than my father's car. And he was looking at me. Not through me. At me. Kieran Blackwood. He was twenty-six years old. The most powerful man in the pack. The Alpha's elder brother. The one everyone whispered about. The one every woman wanted. The one every man feared.

That was why he could live on and return every thousand years. The book also stated that the Dark One could suppress a Moonwhisperer’s gifts, rendering them powerless, and none had ever been able to reclaim what was taken. It mentioned that Neriah must have foreseen this. Before the Dark One could take all her powers, she had transferred them into a sword and buried it in “the place where the vines grow, and no light touches the ground” in the Northern Forests.

If he leaves me to die after this then it will be a painful death for me. I am at that point in my life where there is only darkness in the future and this darkness is going to increase after the return of king Eric Leonor. I can just pray for an easy death though it is not possible for me to have an easy death because the one who holds my life in his hand and the one who owns me is a cruel and heartless person.

❤️ Prince Aragorn (Part 5) ❤️ Werewolf Kingdom: Dark appeared at the compound of the wolf palace and looked around and saw nothing was ordinary. He was gone and reappeared in Raziah's room. Taking in a deep breath and loving the sweet sweat scent lingering in the room, he smiled when saw Raziah, her legs were wide open. He loves the scent of her sweat. The room was dark but he could see very well. With the glare Raziah sent his way made him realize she could also see well in the dark as well.

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

Dark tells me he doesn't know the full real story, only the rumors, that the ruler of hell, an incubus named Cade, had a life here on earth and fell in love with the most beautiful woman, who was actually a werewolf. Dark also tells me that there is someone who has a special key that will lead me straight to hell, but that there is no guarantee I will be able to come back. I thank Dark for all the information that he managed to find for me and inform him that I know exactly who has that key, and that I will get it and use it, as I always keep my promises. I kiss Dark and ask him to watch Layla while I am gone, and I go straight to Dracono asking him for the key that he always wears with him.

Just when the dark mage was about to strike, Isabella suddenly asked anxiously with anticipation, “You... Can you describe this Norielle you are talking about?” The dark mage scoffed and fumed. “Describe? Well, since this will be your last, I’ll tell you about that damned mad woman! See that girl over there?” The dark mage pointed at me, which made me puzzled. “She has such striking similarities to that mad woman, as though carved out of the same mold! However, I just noticed the difference between them! That mad woman has purple eyes that I will never forget in this life! I’ll tell you, I’ll have my revenge this time! Since you look so alike, you must be her daughter!”