Queen Of Air And Darkness Novels & Stories

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

She can't imagine what kinds of suffering they've been through during those times. "As I try to fight back as much as I can, Eloisa appears in front of me. The last time I've seen her was when..." the Queen cut off what she was saying as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. The Queen's heart squeezed painfully inside her ribcage as she took deep breathes to try to soothe herself. "When- what?" Aimee asks in confusion, her eyes show curiosity from what she has overheard. Just what happened to her that made her become the Queen of Darkness?

She looks up at the sky in contempt, after which she turns her attention back to Saren again. The superior look is back on her face, and a defiant smile plays about her lips. “It can only mean we have won ! These are the last convulsions to save you”. The queen spits out an order to her subjects in an unknown language, and immediately all the dark ones disappear from the glow of the fireball, only she is left. "Well". She says, again letting her true face take over her form. “It will be an exquisite pleasure to me to let my children devour your defiant blood”. The queen stomp hard on the ground, and

The thought of the fear in Ahmes's eyes as she watched me charge at her burned into my skull, Dela's words felt like they had been engraved onto my soul as I did what she commanded. The back of my eyes burned, but I forced them back, not allowing myself to feel sorry and not allowing myself to give up. People find ways to break deals all the time. I could find a way out of this. I had to for the sake of the realms, for the sake of my family. The Queen of Darkness was not allowed to rise. Because if she did, all she would bring was death.

They dress her, color her face and decors her entire body. After the messy hatch, the future queen is ready. She is stunningly standing in front of the big reflection. She glitters in diamonds and crystals. Her face is beautifully pale but seducively painted with light pigments. Her dress is so beautiful with the touch of the color of nature. And now, the lucid veil is about to be put on her head. "B-beautiful!" "You are so lovely, our queen..." The servants praise her with compliments. Aria smiles as she looks at her reflection-beautiful, feminine, and classic. Finally, she's getting tied to the strongest kind of the Darken realm, the Darken King. Her heart pampers in anxiety and awe, overf

The Queen of Darkness stood tall, her eyes glowing with a sinister light, her lips twisted into a wicked smile. "You cannot defeat me, Lara," Thana hissed, her voice dripping with venomous confidence. The ground beneath her seemed to pulse with her power, as though the very earth bowed to her will. "I am the Queen of Darkness. I have existed for centuries, and my power knows no limits. The shadows obey me, the night bends to my command, and soon, all will fall under my rule."

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

--- Far across the continent, the black mirror rippled again. A woman stepped from the darkness. Her face was familiar. Pale. Regal. But not Alya’s. This one wore a crown of ice and shadow. And her voice was venom. “She awakens. The blade has answered her. And the Hollow bleeds once more.” A man knelt before her, his eyes glowing red. “What are your orders, my queen?” The woman smiled. “Break her. Before she remembers what she truly is.”

“Mine. Not Kael’s. Not yours. Not anyone’s. She’s my blood, my light. And I’ll tear apart every throne in every void to keep her safe.” The silence that followed felt heavier than any scream. Then the throne trembled. The Queen leaned forward, her lips curving in something dangerously close to a smile. Then prove it, little flame. The chains around her snapped. Adrien staggered back as they fell one by one, crashing into the void with thunder that rattled his bones. Each shattered link bled shadow and gold, spilling across the abyss like rivers of molten power. The Queen stood. Her body stretched impossibly tall, her gown woven of shadow-fire and broken stars. Her hair floated like a halo of

The shadow veins pulsed like breathing serpents. She lay still. And then her lips parted. But it wasn’t her voice that came out. “Choose,” the darkness muttered through her mouth. “Save her… or save yourself.” Her eyes opened And they glowed black. I went cold. She looked at me not like my love, not like my light But like the queen of the picture. And she whispered one final, icy word: “Submit.” Dark power burst from her skin. The darkness was not taking me. It was claiming me.