Son Of Darkness Novels & Stories

I said a tear falling from my eye. I reached into my chest and pulled a small orb out of my heart. Inside the bright red flame a memory of me and Kha with Ethos. I placed the orb over his chest and let the orb sink into him. My son began to howl and his claws extended. "My sweet son of the night and the forest. You have greatness waiting for you. Be not afraid." I kissed his head. I looked up at Serene and with a nod I turned and ran at lightening speed down the hallway to the sounds of clashing armor.

"Fine then, I'll tell you! I want to join your little crusade against Erebus as an emisary!" "What!?" He asked confused. Demons were forever loyal to master of darkness, they follow him doing his every command. "You are right to be surprised. See some of my siblings are tired of my father's eternal hold over us and want freedom.. " "Wait, father!?" He asked gripping the sword tighter. The demon not liking the interruption one bit but didn't take it to heart. He stood from the stair case. "I am sorry we haven't properly met. I am Thanatos son of Erebus!" He gave a mock bow rising with an expression that opposed Grey's. One of total amusement.

"You have what I want; something I value so so much. You played a good card, I admit. Dirty, but good." "So," The man leaned forward. Beneath was a face moulded with disbelief. "You accept?" Lex nodded slowly. Silence. "Well," The man spread his massive arms wide. "Welcome to The Sons Of Hades, Brother Lexington!" Lex said nothing. His mind was in motion now. His plan had been mapped out. Just act, he mused. And he was a natural at this. ••• 7:03AM. Behind the wheels of the unsuspecting van was Y. A light drizzle, he drove furiously on the asphalt. The road was clear, few vehicles in sight.

Making it a place people dreamed about, the very placed they wished to venture once they perished. Darkous was the last born son though he was despised by his father from birth, his power and ability’s more than Chronos could have ever wanted. This did not help the young prince; it only damned him more than the others. The pain almost unbearable for Darkous, his father torturing him in the most barbaric and hideous of ways. But Darkous remained strong willed; he fought his father’s hate. Darkous had much ability that both helped him and damned him to repeat his pain; he could regenerate after death and come back stronger; his father playing on this at every chance he got. The young prince co

He was wondering, his father managed to secure the land of Dark Wood when he was determined to destroy everything after his mate's death. He also wanted to burn Eamonn until he got satisfied with his cries of agony. But his mother stopped him. Yes, he was under the effect of black magic. That was why it was prohibited. It was also annoying him in anger that he could hear his father in his head clearly. He still didn't know how to properly rule the dark creatures particularly those that crawled under the dark and sucked all energy. They are called Oscuros. Fathers always trained their sons. He hated to admit it but he was curious to learn this talent.

The final confession lay bare on the page, each word seething with malice and control. “A child of light—pure, untapped, radiant. A perfect counterbalance to the darkness that should never have been. The Rogue King’s son was stolen, raised in the shadows, never knowing what he was or why he existed. If the child of darkness ever awakened, the light would be there to keep him chained. If not… then the light itself would be destroyed.” Xavier’s heart pounded, his chest tight with the weight of his father’s manipulations. "My father didn’t love her. He never loved her. And everything… everything has been because of me. I am the reason for everything. The reason Henry was stolen. The reason my f

“I-I don’t know. I am also confused. He doesn't want to see me. He still blames me for losing his father and to make the fight fair, he will also kill our son. Fuck! He will kill the angel. That's our son! How could he possibly do that to a child? ” "You wanna quit?" Suddenly everyone became silent at what he said. No one objected or spoke. They may have sensed that his tone of voice was different and that he was serious. “All of you can leave at any time. I can't control your life. The Dark X organization can still continue. ” “Not like that, Yx. I'll just fix that between Mr.'s son. Genovese. ”

Father confessed with his eyes shut. “Oh no!” I whimpered. “I beat the hell out of Silas. I knew that he was holding back the strength he had within me because he is so much more than a wolf. There is darkness in him. But he held so much back that I gave him a good trashing. He could barely defend me or himself when Zen came to attack is. When I found out that Silas was my son, I could not defend him too much but to take the blade that was meant to be for him. Zen was there to kill Silas but I would not have it. When Silas saw that I was dying, he became someone else, he became something else. He became the darkness that Zen feared. But he used his darkness to destroy only Zen. I thought he

I will be the shield he was for me. After an eternity of darkness, the heavy door groans open. It isn’t Santino, the man I once called husband, the man who let me love him while my brother’s blood was still dry on his hands. It is his father. “Look at you! So dirty!!” He barked out a laugh, his voice like grinding gravel. He circles me, a predator admiring a ruined pelt. “You don’t look like much now. My son has a talent for breaking things, doesn’t he?.”

"It was said to be a prison. The people imprisoned there are all extremely vicious devils. There are at least several tens of Dark Sons here." "What are Dark Sons?" "They claimed to be the Son of Gods living in the dark. They are the people of the Immortals who fought for the position of Son of God and were defeated. They were powerful. They were locked up there by the person who won the position of Son of God." "I thought the Son of God was the name of the person, but I didn't expect it to be a position," Yan Wushuang said curiously. Chu Xun also thought so. As Lao Hei said, the Son of God was a position, and a group of people had fought for it. The losers were locked in the so-called City