Speed Of Dark Book Novels & Stories

Every earthy, oversexed inch of him absolutely repelled her and there was a certain deadly attraction to that amount of revulsion… Christophe moved with the grace of a prowling tiger. He had the face of a dark fallen angel and the stunning magnetism of a very physical male. She studied the dark planes of his impassive features, the clear golden eyes set beneath winged black eyebrows and the savagely high cheekbones which lent such fierce strength to his face. Her gaze glossed over the stubborn jut of a decidedly Greek nose and the wide perfection of his narrow mouth before hurriedly falling away.

Natyaramona asked, louder this time. I glanced at Ambrosio. He nodded and used his new vampire speed to get Natayaramona the liquid she wanted. Fabbrician, on the other hand, squatted to level the gaze of Natyra beforing using his compulsione - a skill only vampires can do which allows them to hypnotize other creatures - to test out if Natyaramona truly transitioned well. “What in the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?” Natyaramona spat at Fabbri.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

I couldn’t make my legs work; I stood frozen, not sure what was happening. And then I felt it… it was a darkness like no other. The use of dark magic was powerful and though I never encountered it or felt it before, I knew I could recognize it. It was strong and consuming, nearly bringing me to my knees. The screams echoed around me, closing in around me and making me feel as if I couldn’t breathe. As I looked out the window, there was a slight purple haze to the nightfall, and I knew something dangerous was approaching. It was a briefing of the feeling I got when holding that spellbook, only this felt more powerful.

My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

"Are you ok?" Summer opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Reaching out she grabbed Asher's shirt trying to keep herself from passing out. "Times up." She muttered just as her whole world turned dark.

The iron rod in his hand also fall and before he takes the rod and stands again, Emily already runs away from there. Emily was running like crazy, here and there. Seeing that Emily run away Damon also run behind her. Emily was panicking and looked back to the person from time to time who was running behind her to kill her. She was breathing heavily and just tried to find someplace to hide. Because she was very far from the university entrance and she won't run like that towards the gate because the stranger's speed is very fast as compared to her. In that situation, she just needs a place to hide from him so that she can call someone for help.

It was as if he was not bothered by the fact that the First Dark Night Family would be annihilated. He spun around to check whether or not Lucas was chasing him. Nevertheless, he thought to himself and concluded that Lucas would not be able to catch up to him. In other words, he was confident in his speed. However, the moment Dark Warrior turned around, he felt a chill that rose from his legs. It coursed through his body all the way to his head. He felt as if he he had fallen into the abyss. 'Lucas the Demon… has caught up!!!' Never in Dark Warrior's wildest dreams would he have imagined Lucas catching up to him. He had not expected Lucas to be so fast.

"Like I'm a debt that can never be fully repaid. Like you want to spend every night trying to find the interest." Dark moved with a speed that always caught her off guard. In three strides, he was in her space, his hand snaking around her waist and pulling her flush against his heat. The contact was electric. Iza’s breath hitched, her hands instinctively coming up to rest on his shoulders. The muscle there was like granite. "You think you’re so brave now, don't you?" Dark whispered, his lips ghosting over her forehead. "Because I haven't broken you yet. Because I let you keep that fire in your eyes."