Sombras Tenebrosas 2 Novels & Stories

He bit into her neck deeply; I saw his hands scratching at her chest while biting further. I screamed as blood filled his mouth and ran down her neck. She screamed and tried fighting him off to no ability. She hit him and he grabbed her arm throwing it aggressively. The sound of shattering bones filling the room with her screams that started to die as well. I felt like I couldn’t look away, the dark one bit harder and ripped her throat out. I screamed louder in terror. Everything that was rushing back into my mind was the grizzly scene from my parents death.

"It feels familiar." Umbra lowered his head. Then perhaps you should keep it. Nysera looked at him. "That's what I intend to do." A distant roar suddenly shook the ruins. Both turned as something moved beyond the crystal-lit streets. Several pale eyes appeared between the ruined buildings, then more. Umbra's body immediately shifted. His lips pulled back, revealing long fangs. The gentle companion who had allowed her to cling to his fur was gone; the beast stood ready.

Tilting my head to the side I almost choked on my own spit when I saw Dominic leaning with his one hand on the wall as the water streamed down his body. The type of shower I had was the one with two next to each other with no wall dividing the two , no mirror , no nothing splitting the two from each other. So the situation was that I could see Dominic naked. And of course my eyes couldn’t help to travel down this man's body. He was crafted to perfection like a Greek god , maybe even better. The tattoos on his arms all the way to his neck, all over his body. The scars he had were slightly visible and just like that the anger I had was gone and was replaced by lust when my eyes landed on what

Leo ran like lightning as soon as his soul was sent to the old building known as Zone XX12. Even though Leo had betrayed Alex once when the leader of the rival vampire clan asked for his help in the case of the Haunted Gallery, Leo could never let Alwex's soul be trapped in Zone XX12 forever.

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

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

The Dark Nebula was not a cluster of stars; it was a cosmic graveyard. The Eclipse slipped smoothly out of slipspace, its obsidian hull reflecting the eerie, ambient glow of the Sanguine Court’s capital planet, Tenebris. There was no sun here. The massive world was illuminated entirely by three fractured, blood-red moons and the sprawling, luminescent gothic megacities that covered its surface like a metallic infection. Towering spires of black iron and crimson glass pierced the upper atmosphere, looking like jagged needles trying to stitch the dark sky together.

" Time for the darkness show. Tennebris moved away from my house until he was stepping on the concrete that connected the back of the house to the front area. He made a ghost scratch with the tip of his nails on the floor, drawing a circle and a five-pointed star. Then he inged words in Latin and turned his palm up, causing a black sphere to appear below his fingers. With a fluid and light movement, Tennebris bent down with his hand closed in his fist, crushing that power, and he struck with the force to destroy the worlds against the concrete ground.

Ground trembled ominous prelude, ruins-plaza shuddering cataclysm as below-cracks spiderwebbed volcanic wider—armored shadows erupting horde-feral: evolved abominations surging, coven-ghost shells plated hunger-black chitin pulsing vein-threads throbbing like engorged cocks, maws razor-multifold upgraded plasma-fanged dripping corrosive drool that bubbled flesh-melt on stone, numbers doubling swarm-insane. “Second wave—armored evo-horde!” Jenkins bellowed guttural war-cry, hex-blades reigniting plasma-dual screaming thirst, charging left-flank berserk with Mara axe-whirlwind decapitating lead chitin-beast fountain black-ichor arterial. “Flank ‘em—rip chitin-veins!” Sofia's tattoos blazed bin

It looks painful and jagged. "That is revolting," Luciano says. He looks genuinely offended. "Shifting is a gift. They turned it into a scene from a horror movie." "You haven't seen anything yet," I mutter. Sombra rests her chin on her paws and lets out a long, mental sigh. I love this part. He finds her in the woods and they fall in love. It is tragic because she is still dating that human boy from her math class.