Speed Of Dark Book Novels & Stories

She dug her stiletto heels into the ground and pulled backward. The Dark Pool stretched like taffy, some getting pulled into the headlights of the truck. It started to burn, dissolving out of one of Shamira's hands. Shamira looked at her hand, wondering how badly -- All she saw were little red marks, but no cuts and no bleeding. 'How is that possible?' Then it hit her. This was a creature of pure darkness . . . she healed faster the darker it got. Because it was made up of lots of tiny little mouths instead of one big one, it couldn't do damage to her fast enough to do anything but hurt like hell.

- I replied, indignant. - It doesn't matter what time it is.- my mother interjected.- You are not allowed to walk in this forest after dark. Even during the day, it's not completely safe there, a vampire hangs around this woods. And don't even tell me you didn't feel it when you wandered there.- she added, to my surprise, although I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother was more powerful than me and was able to sense all kinds of creatures from a great distance. - I felt it only once, late in the evening, at the end of the previous year.- I confessed, quite truthfully.- I never felt it during the day, and today I returned home after dark for the first time in a long while.- I reminded

She wrote me back and said it would be closer to 10 that she would get there, so I just needed to be patient for another 20 minutes. I took off my clothes and left them all right in one spot, so it would be easy to find them later. I went ahead and turned the lights off, getting used to the dark. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the click in the door. My heart immediately started racing and I thought I was going to jump out of my skin. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I said, calm and even trying not to sound too antsy. “I guess so,” I heard her beautiful voice in the dark.

Both would be stuck longer in Dark Fear than Razor. The second thing about Dark Shadow was her speed. According to Psycho, Dark Shadow was eerily quick. Her speed was comparable to 6 Stars and Razor had witnessed that for himself. What he initially thought was an overestimation by an enamoured follower had turned into surprise from witnessing the truth for himself. Indeed, Dark Shadow was much faster than anything he had ever faced.

My vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness washed over me as I began to black out. “Just breathe,” Gracie whispered, her voice echoing in my ears. “Let it take hold.” she instructed. The room began to spin, the glowing orbs around me blurring into streaks of light. My legs felt weak, and I struggled to stay upright. I felt myself hit the ground below me as the world around me went dark, and all I could hear in the Darkness were soft, alluring whispers. —————————- This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and KindleVella.

"Time of Darkness, excellent choice." She had a calm voice say from behind her and she almost jumped in her skin. She should have been used to this by now. They moved really quickly and their steps were usually silent. The intruder was right in front of her in an instant. Delice. Something twinkled in her eyes as her they roamed the book cover. "They were dark times indeed." Zezi looked at the cover, it was just a black hardcover with 'Time of Darkness' written in a large zig-zag red font.

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

Eleanor opens her mouth, but Billy cuts her off before a single word escapes. “And what about the dark witches?” She freezes, confused. “You told us all about the light witches,” Billy says. “What about the other side? How strong are they, compared to you?” Eleanor looks away, visibly reluctant. But after a long pause, she sighs and answers truthfully. “Dark witches… progress faster light witches. But their pace is accelerated. What a light witch might accomplish in twenty years, a dark witch can reach in just nine.” Silence falls like a hammer.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

"STAND DOWN! All of you!" Some wolves hesitated. Most ignored him. The young wolf charged. Others followed. Twenty wolves. Thirty. Flooding across the clearing toward us. Darius's loyalists met them halfway. Steel clashing. Wolves screaming. I shifted partially. Claws extended. The first attacker reached me— Darkness fell. Not twilight. Not clouds passing over sun. True darkness. Instant. Complete. Like someone had blown out reality's candle. Temperature dropped ten degrees in a heartbeat. My breath misted white.