Relic Blade Darktide Novels & Stories

A beautiful woman standing behind her came forward, brandishing a dagger at the sky. She seemed to be the queen of all black magicians. "My families!! tonight will be the beginning of our triumph! We will no longer need to hide and will become stronger with their blood!" she said with a laugh and pointed at the children and captive Glaze hunters. She held up his index finger and cast a deadly magic, the violets.

Lovelies, the long wait is over. BEYOND THE DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Witch - the third installment of the INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA is finally live on this app! Synopsis: Five years after the death of his fated mate, Alpha Blade found himself lost in the abyss of life. He had abandoned his pack and chose to lead a mercenary life to avenge the death of Soledad. But even after justice was served, he felt empty, and the need to take more lives had become his way of life.

The sound sweeps across my skin, raising the hairs along my arms. I know that voice. His presence is nearly enough to pull me out of the darkness, clawing my way toward the surface. But just as quickly as his voice came, it slips away. And then I’m falling once again. Shapes appear and recede from the shadows. A Shifter—her hair like silver. She looks familiar, though I don’t know her. Lips as red as blood, eyes as blue as the ocean. She turns, looking almost ethereal as the shadows converge, wrapping around her like a lover. She sinks into the darkness, the blue of her eyes fading.

I answered. “I would use that ability and pay close attention to her scent. Since she is a dark angel, it is possible that your pup could be a rare metallic angel. It is written that the only other two documented dark angels gave birth to children that bore powers associated with metals. One was said to have wings that were golden in color and that the child was able to control all things made from gold. The other child was said to have wings that were dark grey but then faded to silver at the tips. This child could control multiple different metals.” Eivor explained.

“We… we need to know. Our daughter… She’s been… involved with the Moonlit pack. And we need to know…” The Oracle regarded them with a knowing look, as if she could see straight into their minds. “Ah, I see.”, she said softly. “Yes, I have sensed the stirrings of destiny surrounding your daughter. There is indeed a connection between her and the Moonlit pack, a bond that transcends time and space.” Elio and Leonora exchanged stunned glances, their hearts pounding with a mixture of fear and disbelief. “But… what does it mean?”, Elio asked, his voice trembling with emotion.

He pulled away from her, wrapping her cheeks in a reassuring smile "We weren't hurt, and that's the best of it," she said comfortably, but she declined to look at him and her pupils dilated as Darkle stood behind her Mate . While her wolf panicked and ran quickly intending to protect them, but Darkel pushed Zayn violently to the ground To shock the meaning, he lost it, he died! Or at least passed out, and his shock made him paralyze "Ardena" Zayn shouted as he grabbed her tightly and put a sharp dagger on her neck, holding her breath in fear.

"No mercy!" We continued to fight, to push on. All for my Luna. I forced my way upright, chest burning, lungs full of smoke. Around me the survivors stumbled, coughing, weapons slick with mud. Thunder rolled again, louder this time. I raised my blade to the storm, the sigil on my chest blazing gold through torn armor. My roar ripped free, half man, half beast, echoing through the valley. Far beyond the ward, hidden behind his fortress of shadow, Killian smiled.

“You still don’t understand. The balance was never whole to begin with. Your precious key, your relic—it is nothing more than a flawed tool. And now you cling to it like it will save you.” The ground beneath them trembled as the figure raised an arm. Tendrils of dark energy erupted from the floor, coiling toward the group like living shadows. Vivienne was the first to move, her dagger flashing as she sliced through one of the tendrils. The severed shadow recoiled but quickly re-formed, lunging toward her again. “Crane, figure out what’s happening with the relic!” she shouted, dodging the tendrils with sharp, calculated movements. “We’ll hold this thing off.”

A faint blue glow emanated from the walls, like spirits lurking within the shadows. At last, they entered a vast chamber surrounded by towering stone pillars. In the center of the room, embedded in another altar, a silver-blue sword pulsed with a mystical glow. Aria froze. She didn’t know how, but she knew that sword. Lorian stepped forward, eyes widening. "This…" Rael shook his head in disbelief. "The Legendary Blade…" Aria turned to them. "What do you mean?" Lorian met her gaze. "This is the Sword of Light—the only weapon capable of defeating Vaelin’s darkness. But it was lost centuries ago..."

Glacier pressed the attack mercilessly, aiming for the other eye. Roosevelt frowned. From thin air, the first Dark Blade—the original weapon he had ever forged—materialized in his hand. He hurled it with deadly precision. The blade tore through the air and sank deep into Glacier’s right wing. Blood sprayed in a wide arc. Raphael lost balance, cursing violently. “If that’s how you want it,” Raphael growled. He swung Frostbite wildly at Roosevelt. “Shadow Scale,” Roosevelt whispered. Raphael’s sword burst into flames and crumbled to ash in an instant. Shock flashed across his face.