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’’ Lucas was about to ask another question where the lady came in, saying ‘’Sorry to disturb ma'am, there is a man at the counter saying he is your husband, should I send him in? ‘’Umm sure, thank you’’, I replied. Wasn't he supposed to be at his office? ‘’Well I guess someone is not too busy after all and definitely not spending time with his girlfriend’’, Lucas said. The door opened again but this time, Rowan came through the door, wearing his dark suit and sunglasses. He looked hot but I wish he was mine, truly mine but that would stay a dream. ‘’Did you find the perfect cake yet?’’, I think he saw me drooling over him.

Their black armor, etched with silver runes, shimmered beneath the lantern light. My heart thrummed with power as I stepped forward, cloak swirling like a ripple of night. The scent of my minions, this legion of darkness washed over me in waves: leather, steel, earth. I felt the familiar surge of magic coursing through my veins, the heady rush that came with absolute control. Tonight, we would unleash the first wave of my dark creatures upon the Crimson Moon pack. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the moment before the storm.

[Image: A woman with glowing white hair and void-black eyes looking through a mirror at a girl clutching her heart] ### The Dying of the Light Around us, the world I had just "freed" began to turn into a nightmare of technical errors. The grey grass, which had been soft and real, started to display "WATERMARK" symbols in a faint, translucent white. The sapphire wildflowers flickered like failing neon signs. Even the survivors in the distance—the shifters and the humans who had just begun to embrace—were freezing in place, their bodies becoming semi-transparent as if they were being "Un-Licensed."

Razl’s POV In that frozen second between stand off and fighting I see their eyes flick from me to him. Our faces are unreadable, no fear, no invitational smirk. I am banking on them making the mistake I predicted they would years ago in the cool of the old bank, and they do. In that instant they fly at me, ignoring Tourmaline. I am the one protecting "my mate," she has no reason to defend me. They expect it to be five on one, over in a bloody flash and then they go back to their quarry. Not to kill her, but to have her do their dirty work, she's young and strong after all. But things don't go their way, not at all. In seconds I have taken two and Tourmaline three. The snow stains darkly with

Darkness crashes in. And I feel nothing at all.

A blinding light burst forth, and Darius howled in pain. But just as victory seemed within their grasp, the ground beneath them shook violently. Luna stumbled, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked down to see an ominous crack snaking its way towards her. She tried to step back, but the crack widened, swallowing her leg up to her knee. Panic surged within her as the ground crumbled beneath her, threatening to drag her down into an abyss of darkness. "No!" Lycan shouted, his eyes widening in horror. He sprinted towards Luna, desperately reaching out for her, but it was too late. The ground collapsed, and Luna vanished into the depths, consumed by the Darkness.

Dark watched this beautiful sight with a heavy heart. "I want to celebrate my birthday with them," Exelle said monotonously, then clicked her tongue. It seemed like she was smiling, but not really. Yet in Dark's eyes, he saw a strange light pass through her gaze, a light that disappeared just as quickly as it came after she spoke. Dark froze, staring at her. He couldn’t speak or react to what he was seeing in front of him. If this was an illusion, Dark wished it were just that. Because whatever that glint of light was, even if it was a hint of emotion in her eyes, he would never want to see it in the woman’s gaze.

He mused. Maybe I can… If he's terrible. "I had to rub in his being ignored by the girl he likes so we can go back to studying," Jerell told him and started telling him all about Darken Faction. "I've read your novel, Dylan. I know you've heard of them." He nodded and listened quietly while Jerell imparted the history of the most ferocious, most feared, and most bloodthirsty faction of all—the Darken.

This was the very outcome I had desperately sought to prevent, and yet, here we were, bound together by some unseen force. Despite my struggles, I found myself unable to break free from Raphael's grasp. It was as if The Darkness had become a palpable, magnetic force, drawing us inexorably together the moment our skin made contact. Dark energy pulsed through me, thrilled to have finally brought us to this point. I could feel its power surging, eager to claim dominion over me once more. Raphael's drenched form seemed to radiate an otherworldly allure, the relentless rain only adding to his dark, brooding charm. I cursed myself for entertaining such treacherous thoughts, but they persisted, flo

Just then, Maddox let out a peal of crazed laughter with several garbled mumblings. "You've surprised me, Trevor Penn. Your domain is truly powerful, but I'm afraid that's going to be the end of it. Everything shall succumb to the God of Darkness in the end!" Maddox roared. "Darkness Falls: Demon Raven Storm!" All at once, the black spiritual flames on Maddox burned even more brightly, spreading out to a dozen meters around him. These flames turned into countless three-eyed ravens and a dozen scarecrows of darkness. The Abyss Scepter shot out a pillar of black spiritual energy right into Maddox's body.