Septimus Heap Darke Novels & Stories

He seemed lost in his own reflections, but what he said next struck a chord deep within me. "It sounds like Darius had some serious issues... and a very intense fixation. Was he born with that condition you mentioned? Maximus, the former leader of Darkmoon, was also a bit of a sociopath. He had quite an ego. I still remember the things he did... to me, to his loved ones, even to his partner... all just for his own amusement." Conor's face twisted with anguish as he got lost in his memories.

Gavin added. “If I was to take you to the spot where the attack took place and where we think Bryce was hiding to watch. Would you be able to tell if he is a dark elf or not? Savannah says that Bryce did not inherit any dark elf magic, well nothing strong. She says he can do what she refers as parlor tricks.” I told him.

I cut my mom off and threw Paul over my shoulder. I feel effortlessly strong. Energized. It’s absolutely nuts. I grab another epipen from the stash and take off. Everything is so heightened. I can hear Meg’s heart rate, I can hear the blood in my mom’s heart. My vision sees easily in this darkened space that seemed ten times darker just minutes ago. We reach Simon’s cell and my mom helps me get the door open. He’s passed out and in horrible shape, so I hope this is the right move. I slam the epipen into him and he sits straight up.

"This place was just a random experiment for me, a place I saw on the net and have no plans of coming back." "Then you won't leave here scot free, no human had ever stepped in here and left alive " He gasped. "So what happens now, you're going to kill me?" "No, we'll rather kidnap you and keep you here until you regain your full sanity." "What do you mean?" Oliver asked and stepped closer to him, looking confused at his first statement. "You're our Lycan King and you're standing in the Vamp wolfish Clan." Oliver froze "That's a lie, this place is called Dark hills."

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.

As for Quincey, she was a Rank 10 Surpasser. Regardless of it being a Rank 10 Surpasser or a Rank 8 Chosen Celestial Being, they both were utterly weak in the eyes of Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion. “Dad, I’m asking them to leave this place,” Quincey said to the middle-aged man. That middle-aged man was Harper Check. Harper looked at Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion and with his fist clenched, he said, “Everyone, there is one powerful Dark Race here that’s about to be unleashed from its seal. It’s best if you guys leave this place for the sake of your safety.”

It had a simple black-and-white user interface, as well as an eye-catching icon of a sword tainted red with blood. The bloody red color was rather obvious thanks to the black and white color scheme of the rest of the webpage. Austin subconsciously scrolled down and came face to face with a thundering reveal. "Blood Money [S rank] Wanted! Only Dead. Target: Austin Campbell, owner of Dominion Properties, candidate for future head of the Campbell family." Austin almost cursed out loud from reflex as he wondered why he had a target painted on his back. Both Ezra and Aldus sat down beside him, while Ezra said, "I didn't know you had access to the dark web, Vincent."

"What are you thinking about he asked as he smiled at me for the first time I saw a genuine smile on my father's face I was stunned words refuse to come out of my mouth I hugged him so tight sniffing in his cologne, father am I that bad did I killed his parents and shattered his whole family I muttered as I sobbed on my father shoulder." "It's ok dear, I don't know anything about what happened to you or your past but I understand you very well and I know the love you shared with him we see you through your hardest moment, cause of the way am seeing things, seems you someone who he thinks he loves you and he thought he can only have you to himself, I think a guy you didn't know is obsessed wi

My heart in my throat, I slammed the door behind me, settling down on the dressing chair, my mind replaying the events in the red room. I let out a breath. Brush it off, Eve... get ready for Monday, do whatever it takes to get your father back on his feet. I picked up the wipe, rubbing my face off the make-up, and going out of being Eve to Meave. You can also take me for example... Mr. Geffrey wasn't the only one with secrets. I too, lived two lives, one in the light, and the other in the dark. Meave Delaney was a completely different person in the light, but come dark, she becomes Eve.

♠️ ETHAN ♠️ The warehouse smelled like rust and damp concrete, old oil, and now, the sharp tang of blood. We’d dragged Brandon to one of Dre’s safe spots on the outskirts of the city—a forgotten industrial shell where screams didn’t echo far. He was tied to a metal chair in the center, wrists raw from the zip ties, head lolling from the punch I’d given him earlier. Dre flipped on the single hanging bulb, casting harsh shadows across Brandon’s face. He stirred, groaning, eyes fluttering open to the nightmare.