Noble Dark Novels & Stories

I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts. I took it off the shelf and looked back at Ashton who was now holding Jack in his hands. I went to the till and paid for the book. We then went out of the shop and headed to the car park. When we got to the car park, I got in and took Jack from Ashton to remove him from the cover and place him back on the stand. It was around 5:30 pm so we still had some time before heading home. Ashton read that from my mind and then he went around the car, got in and sat on the seat next to mine.

Mae nodded and Regnor exhaled. " That makes the job easier, she's probably in the Lycan's dungeon bleeding out her eyes…summon shadow, we need to get her from the dungeon, I'd be happy to kill her myself and Darian would be happy I helped him kill a traitor” Regnor laughed histeriocally sitting gracefully on his throne. . . .

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Then the shadows exploded. Dark energy crashed across the ruins like a storm wave. Warriors screamed as they were thrown backward violently. Several wolves slammed into trees hard enough to crack the bark. The chains holding Damian rattled loudly. Orion cursed under his breath.And then she appeared. Nyx stepped out from the darkness slowly. Her black robes flowed around her like smoke. Silver symbols glowed faintly across her skin, and her silver eyes burned brighter than I had ever seen before. The moment she appeared, every shadow around the ruins bent toward her.

he muttered under his breath, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and padding barefoot through the halls. He found Damien in the kitchen, sitting alone at the marble island, a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring blankly at the glowing city lights through the window. The room was dimly lit by the under-cabinet LEDs, casting shadows across Damien's face, which was etched with a rare vulnerability. Zeke approached silently, his muscular frame moving like a predator, and wrapped his arms around Damien from behind, pulling him into a firm embrace. "Couldn't sleep, huh?" Zeke whispered, his voice a low rumble against Damien's ear.

The one whose name my people still cursed in their prayers. But my traitorous eyes refused. They drank him in greedily tracing the corded muscles of his arms visible even beneath the armour, the way his chest rose and fell with calm, controlled breaths, the faint scar that sliced through one dark brow. He was beautiful in the way storms are beautiful terrifying and mesmerising all at once. Soren Masuda was raw power wrapped in divine grace. A strange forbidden ache bloomed low in my belly. Shame followed instantly, hot and bitter on my tongue. Stop it, Evelise. He is not yours to look at.

This was so exhausting but Brenda was probably waiting for me now. I had been researching into the Dark market more after I will sure that that talk to her taking her there and the more I learnt about them the more my heart began to waste with and the fact that the Nobles were actually trying their best to make sure that such a terrible place was still being supported and held up. ” Brenda, please stay strong, I'm coming for you soon...“

News about Noble's death travelled miles and miles and by the next morning, everyone in the Jungle Dark world knew about it. People, demons and some powerful witches gathered at the throne headquarters. The reason for their gathering wasn't known yet. My heart pounded so hard and loud the moment I saw them coming. I thought they had come to protest against father. I knew they had come to punish Noble's killer but all this was answered the moment I found out that Noble's death became a victory for my family and the Jungle Dark world at large because he was a selfish king who cared only for his family, neglecting the citizens.

Annabelle read it out: “ Luke, the most powerful vampire to exist. He is known by many names. The lord of darkness. The symbol of abomination. The epitome of destruction. But one thing is very clear, he was never born as a vampire. Rather, he was born human. A servant to be precise. The story goes back when he served at a plantation alongside his friend. The two young men did not like their status and the burden of servitude. As much as they hated their lives, they each had different views towards their master. While his friend wanted to be among the elites and high class, Luke wanted to rule them. And so when rumors of a warlock spread in the town and came to pass, Luke and his

As her hopes started crashing down, as her body started lying down on the cold ground, a deep voice vibrated. “To be a Noble is to be a master of your own darkness, of your own fears. If you’re weak enough to fight it, then say goodbye for being one of my Shadowest.” It was such a catalyst for yet another pain. Right now, nothing in the world made sense to her but the regret of choosing to fight. If only she let Dark killed her, she would’ve never suffered enough. She would’ve never sacrificed the man she loved. “I missed you, Kleint!” This time around, her voice manifested, just as a ball of light crushed through her vision.