Ratu Kegelapan Novels & Stories

A right hand grips his own glass and he takes a drink from it. “Worst than the last fucked island we were out.” The man places the glass down and then turns his attention over to some of the people. All of the patrons look worn and torn except the goblin that leers and stalks from the safety of the shadows. “People around her seem like they saw the darkness below. Maybe they have monsters under their bed, or maybe the lords of this land don’t give a fuck about their people.” Gardax takes another swig from his drink and then refreshes it by pouring more of the rum in his glass. “Another country that is full of pigs without the guidance of Kales? Is there even a kingdom that can stand up to th

Letting one's secrets known is equal to handing one's weakness to others. Though Reagan is her teammate and best friend, she still hesitates to reveal her secrets. It's ingrained in her mind to never reveal. Never display your powers to an outsider, her parents' last words before they died. The Guild is a supernatural organization that includes all types of supernaturals. Their major goal is to kill the rogues. Any supernatural can turn a rogue but it has a different meaning for each one. For beasts or werewolves, rogue means giving in to their inner beast's urges, turning them into savages, feasting on others.

He is also the source of black magic and sorcery. The Dark one is the main reason behind all the negativity in every person, an entity that exists on the dark side of each of every living being. The TOTUS TITUS was inspired by the Dark One, but the elders are too blind to see it because of their thirst for power which they cannot take by force for they knew they cannot win in a fairway. Only the Sorcerers who have been harnessing the power of black magic knew how to control the greed in their hearts. Other paranormal beings despise them out of ignorance and fear of having them as opponents. Even the mortal has been hunting them down and anyone suspected of witchcraft and sorcery was burnt, t

I couldn’t. “Rachael!” Kelvin’s voice cut through the fog in my mind. “Don’t lose control.” I squeezed his hand, my eyes meeting his. “I won’t.” The creature that emerged from the shadows was unlike anything I had ever seen. It was massive—towering over us with skin as dark as the night, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. It was the source of the darkness that had been lurking beneath the cave, feeding off the Flame. It was ancient. Powerful.

Kalazar’s lips curled in disgust, but he refocused on me, determined to regain control. Without warning, Kalazar lifted his hands, a guttural chant escaping his lips as the ground beneath us trembled. I watched in horror as walls of dark energy began to rise, forming a twisted cage around us, trapping me inside with him. The walls pulsed with dark magic, high and unyielding, blocking any hope of escape.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Dark stopped running and grin at the Prince. "Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Dark Lucifer Dontizu, but you can call me Dark. I am the son of the five Princes of hell and the Lord of hell. The King of darkness and the ruler over you. I won't kill you," Dark said. "But this should serve you as a warning not to come near Raziah again. She now belongs to me." he added and walked out of the whirlwind made of black mist. The whirlwind moved, carrying Prince Aragorn out of the Palace.

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"

"Yeah, also, some of them would say that they feel like they're being watched and every one of them said that they saw a bloody-hands waving outside the window." "Do these occurrences hurt someone in your house hold?" "One of my assistants got possessed and jumped from the roof of the mansion. Fortunately, some tree catches his body before landing on the concrete floor. He was injured for six weeks." Jonas gasp and gave mister Dankworth a sympathetic look, the latter didn't see it though as his eyes were fixed on Ariz. "There's a rumor that my mansion is somewhat connected in some kind of underground tunnel, it is said to be a hideout of some cult performing dark rituals." He added.