Riku Darkness Novels & Stories

"Are you ok?" Summer opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Reaching out she grabbed Asher's shirt trying to keep herself from passing out. "Times up." She muttered just as her whole world turned dark.

His skin was translucent, his eyes two pits of freezing violet vacuum. The guards screamed, their light-charms flickering and dying in his presence. Ryker didn't waste time with a brawl; he moved like a poisonous thought through the corridors, his smoke-claws tearing through reinforced steel doors as he hunted for the sub-level controls. He was the one who found it: a heavy, pressure-sealed hatch marked with the sigil of the "Drowning Cells."

"Attacked you? Syrn wouldn't—she’s weak, she’s recovering—" "It wasn't her!" Rika interrupted, her voice rising in pitch. "Eliott, listen to me. This isn't just grief or trauma from the fall. I’ve seen this before, and it’s not natural. I think someone in this household, or someone who has access to her, has used dark magic. A curse, an enchantment, something vile." I gripped her shoulders, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Dark magic? In my home? Rika, that’s impossible. My guards, the wards—"

Ezra could tear the whole house down if he wanted to. The sound of wood cracking makes me jump. I hear the sounds of paws against dirt, snarls echoing across the backyard. Running to the window, I watch as the white wolf tears across the backyard, a howl rising from its throat. I hadn’t noticed much about Ezra’s wolf before—I’d been a bit too focused on trying not to die. But now, I notice everything. Like the way his coat isn’t exactly white, but a soft golden color. His voice fills the night sky, raising the hair along my arms before he disappears into the trees.

"Stop answering my questions with questions. Be straight with me." "Tit for tat, Kira. I give you something if you give me something." I crossed my arms. "Really? You're willing to play?" I just stared at him. "Alright, Kira, why aren't you Kira anymore?" "Punch him," I said. "That's not... oof." Hector punched him. Mr. Kline doubled over as much as he could while being tied to the chair. "My turn. What do you know about the darkness?" I asked.

In that moment of despair, she again saw him, not a god, but someone akin to one - breathtakingly beautiful yet exuding an aura of darkness and mystery that surpassed any deity. “An hour up. As I promised, I shall take you with me. You must never leave my side from now on,” the mysterious being declared. Kaliyah felt herself enveloped in a warm embrace for the second time in her dying moments. However, unlike before, the possessiveness and warmth of this embrace were terrifying. Strangely, she found herself becoming addicted to it, which was something she should not allow to happen. **** She woke up again in the same room, and when she looked around, her heart raced erratically upon discover

Each blow they exchanged left the bakery further ravaged, the once-cozy shop now a battleground stained with blood and chaos. Bruce’s savage attacks bore the unmistakable signature of Malrik’s dark influence. His light brown fur, streaked with crimson from Ryker’s counterstrikes, gleamed under the faint light. His black patch glistened like a shadow itself, as though darkness clung to him. His glowing amber eyes locked onto Ryker with an intensity that screamed of hatred and vengeance.

Current regular patrons: - A very drunk phoenix who keeps trying to set the bar on fire for the insurance money - Three exiled valkyries who lost a bet to Kayo in 2018 - The ghost of a samurai who just wants someone to finally beat him at arm-wrestling - A tentacled bartender from the void who only accepts payment in embarrassing secrets - And, once a week, Julian Bathory, who teleports in wearing sunglasses at night and orders “whatever makes me forget I have finals” Riku (red horns, permanent grin, currently shirtless and wearing a “Kiss the Oni” apron) is the muscle and the brewmaster. Aki (blue horns, quiet, wears librarian glasses even though he’s 7'4" and can bench-press a tank) is the

he screamed angrily. The earth beneath him cracked, the skies above warping in response to the unbearable agony. His dark power, once unstoppable, was consumed by her light, his form imploding under the weight of it. The scream intensified, a sound that seemed to tear apart the world itself, until suddenly it ceased. In the stillness that followed, Ryker was gone. His darkness, his soul, his very essence obliterated. The shadows that had clung to him dissolved into nothingness, leaving only silence and the faintest trace of his final cry.

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