Ratu Kegelapan Novels & Stories

The room was dimly lit, the heavy scent of cigar smoke curling through the air. Alessandro De Luca leaned back in his leather chair, swirling a glass of red wine. Across from him, Mateo Salazar stood with calculated ease, his sharp eyes betraying no emotion. The silence between them was razor-thin, each man waiting for the other to speak first. “A man of your reputation shouldn’t be wasting his time in the shadows, Alessandro.” Mateo spoke, breaking the silence. “Especially not when there’s an opportunity to reclaim what’s rightfully yours.”

The middle-aged man continued, “The Glaciem Race possessed a treasure called the Illus. This treasure instilled fear in the Four Ancient Races of the Dark World, and they united to annihilate the Glaciem Race. However, they failed to obtain the Illus, and it disappeared along with the extinction of the Glaciem Race. Over the centuries, countless beings have sought the Illus, but all in vain.” “Who are you, and how do you know so much?” James asked. The middle-aged man laughed and replied, “I come from one of the Primeval Races, but I’m not one of the Four Ancient Races from the Dark World. I belong to the Taeyton Race. You can call me Latrusse.” “Are you here for the Illus?” James asked.

He smiled, “my name is Derek Erwin Russell, middle name after my grandfather who raised me. I'm 29 and a Sagittarius. My mom … slept around a lot from a young age, she only cared about money and status and blah blah, I don’t think she even knew for sure who my father was for a long time. I lived with my grandparents from infancy. My mom later married my real father and wanted us all to be a happy family but I could care less. It’s all so fake. I mean my grandfather is a complete stuck up snob, don’t get me wrong, but you know where you stand with him, he is straightforward and I try to be that way too.” I raised my eyebrow at that, “really because it literally seems like everything about you

he slowly started whispering to my ears and my heart was almost coming out of my chest because of the quick beating it had . "I am Kalim Conal , The Darkened King , I evoke the darkness , I harness the darkened power " I looked at him in complete astonishment with wide opened eyes and I saw him smiling hysterically with all the power and grace drawn to his face. How could he be . it is a myth , it is not true . what could it be ....... how ? God help me , what have I gotten myself into.

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

The spell he whispered drew thick dark drops of liquid leaking from his body, rolling down his arm, and out. "Risthor tiem uhlanor yreit." These miniscule droplets, converged into a long arm-length spiral lake, twisting and circling the white floating rocks, slowly seeping into them, soaking the crystals in deep blackness. These were what Ekron called: The Shards Of Darkness. His darkness. Another snap from his fingers, forced each shard to appear in front of a lord, a supposed demigod he had summon, and so did a key: brilliantly shimmering, fighting off the dark progeny from the shards beside it.

- Art and in a matter of second the drum water become acidic and the 2 Big Rats are struggling to go out but we are at the lid and not letting them getaway *SSQQQQUEEEKK!!!* during the struggle of the Rats, Jimboy immediately rush to the zombie earlier due to it was moving already! luckily he killed it again and loot the body he did the looting also to the slain Rat and surprisingly the Big Rat also has a Dark Crystal the 2 Big Rat stop squeaking already and Papa already loot them but *TUG TUG TUG* TUG* *TUG!*

She immediately knew she was awake. She found herself lying facedown across the back of a horse. Directly in front of her sat Ki Caraka, now dressed in a strange garment resembling a long robe. “And here, I’m no longer Caraka.” His voice had changed. “My name is Tandapati, Grand Master of Gedung Neraka and the most loyal servant of our mighty Great Light!” A chill crawled up Rinjani’s neck. The voice sounded demonic. Raspy. Heavy. It seemed to scrape against her eardrums.

Amelia replied, stretching her legs on the couch. She lay on the couch and rested her head on my lap with a throw pillows clutched to her chest. A few minutes after she dozed off, Ellan's call came in just when I was expecting it. "Is Alpha Axel worth it?" I asked. "Yeah, he was the one I looked up to. His profile is still intact and he's an obedient servant to the Lycan King's throne," Ellan replied. "Hope he doesn't have any bad records?" I asked.

Tatum grits his teeth, standing to his feet and he pulls Leila close to him as if he can read her mind and sense her fear. “We’re getting out of here, I promise you,” Tatum says in a tender voice and his arms wrapped around Leila bring her comfort as his words reassure her. “How do we summon this spirit to get the riddle?” Tatum turns to Tatiana. “Heshrai, spirit of the forest, trapper of lost souls, home of the forgotten, I, Tatiana Darkside, daughter of Hecate, summon you.” Immediately the words leave Tatiana’s lip, an earth vibrating growl resonates throughout the forest, vibrating it.