Ruler Of Darkness Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

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.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

He had a dark beard and wild, black hair that reached his shoulders, his lifeless black eyes staring blankly back at them. “Who do you think he was?” Georgia asked. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. I kept getting glimpses of his conscience. His mind was so dark. His wolf was always in control. I could see parts of his memories. He was the one that killed my predecessor. The man behind the Lycan didn’t matter to him. It was Anubis he was after all along. Once he realized that Anubis survived through me, he’s been trying to hunt us down ever since. He would have never stopped and killed as many innocent people as it took to get to me. Whoever he might have once been, any humanity he might hav

When the sun is covered and light has gone, darkness took over, that time when darkness rule is the time you are doomed. But for me what was darkness? The black color? Or the person who swallows others' happiness? I would say for me I was the darkness, the one who was putting everyone in danger. The darkness with a crown of doom, destined to gulp others peace just like a glass of water leaving them empty. "You belong to me, every inch of your powers is to serve me. You can't do anything to stop me from taking what's mine." The deep voice said.

My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

Then came the sound of hooves. At first, I didn't think much of it — travelers and merchants often passed through our village. But when I stepped outside, I saw the dust rising, the banners snapping in the wind, and the armored men riding closer in formation. Then I saw him. Darius Venn. He wasn't a king, though he fancied himself one. A warlord — brutal, ambitious, the kind of man who built power from other men's ashes. His armor was blackened steel, his red cloak torn at the edges and crusted with dried blood. I'd heard the stories — how his blade never stayed clean, how villages that resisted him never stood again.

“Fools. Mere children playing with forces they cannot comprehend.” Riven tightened his fists, Crown threads humming faintly in response. “Who… are you?” His voice was steadier than he felt. The figure tilted its head, examining them with a predator’s curiosity. “I am the heir of the darkness that once ruled before your petty human histories began. I am the shadow that lingered in the cracks of your world, waiting for the right key to awaken me.” Bishop cursed under his breath. “Heir? What the hell are you talking about?”