Shattering Darkness Novels & Stories

The faces of Ash, Ronan, Miles fractured, splintering into a thousand tiny reflections before bursting apart completely. I lunged forward, every muscle tearing, every breath burning, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. With one final roar, I shattered it. The world broke open… light searing, shards of shadow scattering like dying stars, and I fell forward into the abyss. My heart hammered against my ribs, blood rushing loud in my ears. Darkness swallowed me whole. But it was clean, honest darkness. Not theirs. Not broken. I was free.

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

"I can't do this. I'm only get like every other word. This is so convoluted." Remi squeezed my shoulder. "It's okay. Let's just try to put it into context based on what we know. You said "darkness" right? Well we definitely found some darkness yesterday. It sounds like a prediction that is warning that if the darkness interrupts this ritual, then the balance between light and dark will be tipped." I wrinkled my nose. "I guess. If you can even trust what I have translated." "I think you translation is fine. It's just not complete. Now the first one. It looks like you have to combine the fractured soul. That's something. We just need to figure out what she is trying to combine you with."

The darkness surrounding him wavered, struggling against the onslaught of light. The Shadow Lord let out a scream of agony as the light seared through his being. His form trembled, his monstrous facade splintering into fragments that fell to the ground. The chamber shook with the force of the battle, the walls cracking and crumbling around them.

Don Julio, determination evident in his voice, declared, "We won't join them. Together, we shall break this curse!" The group tightened their circle, each member drawing strength from the other, their combined energies creating a barrier of light. The shadows, relentless in their pursuit, lunged at the barrier, trying to pierce through. The battle of light and dark raged on, the chamber echoing with a cacophony of ancient laments and present-day resolve. Just as it seemed the shadows might overpower them, the amulet pulsed with a flash of unmatched brilliance, sending a shockwave that pushed back the encroaching darkness.

The one I love. Love. It’s more powerful than this. It had to be. I pushed. The darkness screamed, not wanting to let go. My body seized. Shadows crackled around me, lashing wildly, fighting to hold on. My knees hit the ground, and a choked gasp tears from my throat. But I don’t stop. I won’t stop. I push harder. Light bursted from my chest, shattering the darkness. A raw, furious howl echoed through my skull.

He pressed his forehead against mine, whispering, “Tell me I’m not already losing you.” The walls seemed to close in, shadows thickening, heat rolling like a storm trapped beneath my skin. I wanted to answer, but another vision tore through me, blinding and merciless. A battlefield soaked in ash. Damian’s body crumpling, golden eyes dimmed. My own scream echoing over a ruin of fire that stretched as far as the horizon. The shard purred at the sight, feeding on my terror, until I ripped myself free with a sob.

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

Into consciousness that should be safe. “What do you see?” he asked. “What keeps appearing?” “The seal. Breaking. Crumbling. Failing.” I was shaking. Cold despite the warm room. “I see the First Dark pushing through. See it testing. See it finding weakness. And I see Hope. Big Hope. Standing at the boundary. Choosing nothing. Recommending erasure. Telling the First Dark to end everything.”

It simply smiled, a cruel, unreadable expression. Then, as my power hit it… it shattered. Or at least, that’s what I thought. The figure dissolved into a thousand shards of darkness, each shard slamming into the ground, and I realized with horror: these weren’t fragments. They were seeds. Seeds of shadow, spreading, creeping across the forest floor, twisting, alive… and moving. Toward my pack. Toward the sanctuary. “No!” I screamed, rushing forward, trying to stop them. Marcus, Ethan, Callum, and Davian joined me, their energy blazing, but the shards were fast, multiplying, spreading like wildfire.