Smash Bros Dark Pit Novels & Stories

Zombies are not real. He is patient. His heart is killing him but he is patient. He will see it through. He will see the figure. Slowly, it is becoming clearer. He can see the shape out of the dark. It looks like a human. It is human. But zombies are humans that ended up as lab rats and return to revenge so it is too early to judge. If it is human, why are they out at night, walking slowly from the dark? The house. Towards the house.

He opened this place, built his empire from scratch, so of course it made you wonder just what he’d done to get to where he is. Malakai simply smiled; he didn't answer at all. But the look in his eyes was different. His smile was sinister. His eyes made you wonder just how many people he'd killed. But then his grin made you realise, he's probably lost count. That’s what scared Eden a little. And his grin was always halfway a smile, and halfway a threat. Maybe that's what made Eden addicted. Eden left when she got his answer. It wasn't a verbal one, but his eyes said enough, and that alone sent shivers down her spine.

I said, and Max laughed. "The Dark Alpha is from the royal bloodline. There is a difference. For Devin to take over the north, he has to wipe out the Volkov family and the council of elders. We all know that is impossible. The northern army is made of steel. I once heard they trained with silver; there is no beating them. Even though we cheated when we attacked the estate, none of our warriors returned alive," Max said, and I frowned at him. "How did you cheat?" I asked, and Max bowed his head.

Roy looked up to Na Yeoul and gestured to him to come down. “You’re coming down or what?” Roy growled. Na Yeoul didn’t reply and followed Roy closely, a strange line of the pit created under Roy’s bed in case something emergency such as this happened. The smoke is starting to crept in the passageway, but Roy is certain that he will escape unscathed. He could hear the sound of footsteps entering his office, they’re pretty slow aren’t they? “Roy, will we make it?” Na Yeoul whispered. “Don’t know, I barely could see anything to even know” Roy cruised down the pit.

Darkle laughed with some sarcasm, wondering if he was not afraid when seeing his whole herd had been killed a while ago, and these two were the ones who killed them and no one else. Why not be afraid?? Does he trust his strength to this degree or does he not care about his life? Do you think that Mars and Zayn can't kill him? " Come on, my girl, come forward." NBS laughed at Mars inside him when he saw his father's Mate standing confidently in front of him Yes his father's mate! Because he is not a legitimate son! He is the son of a witch whose father had an illegal relationship with her, so he took the power of witches and the power of werewolves, a hybrid yes.

She loved that motorcycle, and I found myself agreeing—the ride would calm her down at least so that she could properly articulate whatever had happened. I didn’t know what to think. Lillianna had a dark side. It was fucking scary when she plunged into those depths, and hard to bring her back out of it. So often, it was like she was two souls warring within her, one foot in the darkness and one in the light.

Who the fuck did he think he was? The Pit was a notorious underground fight club hidden in an old warehouse by the docks. It was the kind of place where snobby rich assholes came to watch poor bastards beat each other bloody for their entertainment. I parked my bike a block away and walked in through the side entrance, nodding at the bouncer who recognized me. I had visited this place once or twice during my younger days. The air inside was thick with sweat, blood, and cheap beer. The crowd roared as two fighters went at it in the makeshift ring in the center. I pushed through the bodies until I found a good vantage point near the back.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

♠️ 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.

Looking around to make sure no one was tailing them Reggie quickly ducked between a crack in the wall ahead before motioning for everyone else to follow. "Is this safe?" Asher whispered leaning in close to Summer's ear. Feeling a shiver run up her spine Summer nodded, "Yeah, I trust these people with my life." Nodding Asher waited for Summer to enter through the crack before following closesly behind. Inside was a small brick building that looked to have been abandoned for a very long time. Knocking three times Reggie waited as the locks on the other side of the door began to be opened. A bright blue eye peeked out at them before the door yanked open dramatically and a little boy came bond