Taken By The Dark Elf King Novels & Stories

First, he dies, then I rescue my father. Pulling on the dark part of me that I try to keep hidden, I let a touch of madness shine from my eyes as I reach forward, my talons extended. “Give me back my father, Thalan, or the last thing you see will be blackness right before you’re sucked into the void.” The Elf King smirks, standing his ground. “Funny you should say that, considering I know you cannot open the void alone. You just confessed as much to me a moment before. Why should I fear you? There is nothing you can do to stop me.”

Their screams echoed briefly before silence reclaimed the night. Blood dripped from my claws when I finally stopped. My chest heaved. Damien stood over a fallen rogue, his expression grim. “They don’t know where she was taken. Just that a ‘dark king’ wanted her alive.” My pulse stilled. The Evil King. The one we’d only heard of in whispers — a man who ruled through dark enchantments and corruption. “She let herself be captured,” Damien muttered, realizing it as he spoke. “She’s trying to get close to him.”

“The prophecy is genuine. It was foretold centuries ago, but too many have forgotten its truth.” She leaned forward, her presence so serious. “There was a Seer named Orbis Kirathe, the greatest of our kind. He spoke of a time when the lands of Fae would be engulfed in darkness, a darkness so deep it would shake the very structures of our world.” Agnes paused, as if steadying herself against the weight of what was to come. “This darkness will not be like anything we've known. It will seep into the hearts of our kin, those we loved and trusted, and transform them into creatures of unimaginable power, power that even the bravest could not fathom. The darkness-born are destined to consume our wo

The dark magic shattered her light and sank straight into her collarbone. ​Elara gasped loudly. Thick, black lines exploded across her pale skin. They looked like poison veins, moving up her neck and down her arms. She made a terrible, choking sound and fell face-first into the cold snow. ​"A Queen cannot dance if she cannot breathe," the True King whispered. His body began to fade back into the shadows. "I will return soon-sooner than you expect. Dig a grave for your Warlord, Blackwood." ​And then he was gone.

All of them drop instantly and wither away. “Wow, Seleste, that was badass.” Alpha Clark and Rose said simultaneously. Don’t celebrate too soon,” The King said. “Looks like the dark one now has his eyes on you. And is coming for you now.” “This is what we want, we want him to come out in the open,” I say.

Esmeray was trapped inside a coffin. "Help! Help! I can't breathe in here!", she screamed. But nobody dared to open the coffin. Afterall, they didn't want to go against the Lore king, as she was his sacrificial bride. If there weren't any holes in tue coffin, she would have been dead, long gone. Finally they arrived at the palace of Maleficium. The Lore king was sitting on his chair, with legs crossed and waiting for his sacrificial bride. The people left the coffin there and rushed out, as soon as they were done. If they had looked into his eyes, they would have turned to stone. The Lore king came slowly to the coffin and opened it. Esmeray took in a deep breath, she was finally able to bre

He looked away toward the dais where the High Oracle, an ancient woman with cataract-clouded eyes, stood beside Bianca, who knelt before the slumped, dying queen on her throne. “Brothers and sisters of Camelot,” Kael’s voice carried across the hall. “We stand at the edge of a cliff. To the west, the Lycan King Darius gathers his forces. His shadow already touches our borders, and war is no longer a rumor.” A ripple of fear went through the crowd. "To protect this pack," Kael continued, "I need to be strong. And my pack needs a strong queen. Tonight, I choose my Luna.” I took a step forward, my heart hammering in my chest. Choose us. We can be strong together.

You can’t blame me, I always take whatever I like even when it’s not my right to claim. I might take your house if I kind of like it, your title, and even your mate. But if I like nothing you have, I might take your life. I’m the alpha king, a soul who is not meant to live a happy life. So why on earth I let the others have the only thing I can not have. Not wanting to waste more time, I decided to go for a shower. Before forgetting, I ordered Caine. “ Get the maids to clean the mess!” I spoke while pointing at the dead body of the dead she-wolf from the night before.

'Ara's not gonna like this, she's not gonna like it, she never wanted this' she chanted mentally. The other girls were also as shocked as Daphne, though, some were happy they aren't the ones mated to the beast King and others were genuinely worried about Arabella -they passed Daphne sympathizing looks. "The guards will guide the rest of you pass the wizardry forest, you can find your way back to your respective homes" the army man said. Immediately he said that, the guards carried out the order without waiting another second -the crowded hall became empty within a minute.