Speed Of Dark Book Novels & Stories

"The greatest evil unknowingly resided in the womb of the greatest good ever known alive. Until that day. The darkness in her, choked away every light of hope and happiness from her eyes. " - Book 3 - The Annihilation 6 months later, The Werewolf Castle 11:59 pm

"What is about mother that y'all are trying so hard to hide? Why are you all being cowards?" Instead of answering, he snatched the book away from me. "Give me that." I tried to snatch the book back. He stepped back, holding the book tightly. I moved closer to him but before I knew it, he was already at the end of the room. I opened my mouth. I was shocked to the bone marrow. How did he get there in seconds? How did he move with such.... incredible, unnatural speed? The speed at which he moved shouldn't have been possible for a man, this pale and with freekle bones. But then, he was a werewolf. I knew everyone here had incredible strength and speed but even at that.....

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

I began to wonder how it was possible, and I made sure that I had always been careful so as not to speed up the rate of the dark magic infesting deep into my soul. I then remembered I just felt anger, and anger is like a fuel that powers darkness, from then I began to be mindful of the emotions I was feeling. I suspected that Zane was also showing me this thing so I could get angry so it could speed up the process of dark magic taking over

You can return anything to any of the other libraries. Once Sally was outside, she opened the book. Flashes of images starting running through her mind like a video on fast forward. Only these were images of the scrolls and certain symbols stood out to her. She was vaguely aware of her team trying to reach her, but it was like the book stole their speed. They were moving slower than in slow motion. The book was giving her the answers she needed and when it was done, she fell to the pavement and started to scream. Her head was pounding worse than a migraine.

Slowly, She drifted off to sleep. ___ Estelle had a strange dream. There was this orb of blue light that was radiating heat. And because of the cold in Frostveil, she wanted to stay near it. Frostveil was a cold place after all. But any time she rolls *ahem* Moves there. The 'orb of blue light' grew a pair strong hands that tried to push her away as if it didn't want her near it, but Estelle didn't yield and thus tried to conquer it.

From within its center, two faint red eyes opened. You are not the first. I stumbled back. You are not the last. The whisper wasn’t heard with ears. It was felt, deep inside, pressing into my chest like a weight. “Run!” Damien’s voice finally echoed from the dark. But none of us moved. The shadow surged forward—not to attack, but to the pedestal. In one motion, it consumed the book. The leather burned in an instant, curling into ash. I screamed. “No!” But the book was gone. Everything we had just learned. Everything we could have used.

Something had gotten hold of my right leg. I turned to see a black, shadowed hand grabbing my right leg, pulling me closer to it. It was the Velkrin. It opened its mouth widely. Suddenly, I could feel the life force draining out of me. I would end up like that kitchen maid. My adrenaline was triggered, and my claws drew out their sheaths. I fought back, hoping to live to survive another day. I raked my claws at the shadowed form, scratching and tearing at it with full intensity. It shrieked a cry of pain. I had done damage to it.