Terminally-ill Genius Dark Knight Webnovel Novels & Stories

And yet, Dickens was the one who ended up dead. Dickens was extremely powerful and had even taken out an assassin who failed an A-level mission. Despite that, he had been defeated by Demetra. Jeckle was honestly in disbelief at the news. "Are you sure, Avinki? Did Demetra actually kill the Judge?" Avinki fidgeted. "I'm not sure who exactly killed Judge Dickens, but what I do know for a fact is that he's dead." Dickens had once been a peak Sanctuary level elite, and the power of destruction in his flame crystal core was actually stronger than that of Demetra's.

And now the means sits before me, if only I continue playing my cards right. Roman's dark reputation initially gave me pause. But the more I'm around him, the more certain I become that his ruthless nature is precisely what I need to fuel my vengeance. With him as my mate, none will dare stand in my way. Not even Dorian, though he desperately tries. Again and again he's accosted me, begging me to change my mind. Swearing I'm his true mate despite all evidence to the contrary. It sickens me to recall how deeply his lies hooked into my naive heart before. How easily I believed his proclamations of love and devotion, blind to the viper lurking beneath.

"But he mutilated a man because he hit me. I find it difficult to harbour hatred when he has not done anything directly to me." "I have told you the atrocities he committed. This is a child who began his path of destruction at the tender age of twelve. Do you think your nightmares are ordinary? This is something buried in your subconscious, Ezinne. It is the vision of your past and shadows of the future. This man you're hesitant to judge slayed the werewolves without remorse and is still slaying them, conquering territories and taking away lands and valuables as spoils. He is a force to be reckoned with, and it only takes a little time before he conquers the world. He is power-hungry and doe

My appetite was long gone. After Scarlett, none came into my room. The whole house was a mess. Shattered glasses, furniture, and blood were everywhere. The next morning, I woke up with a bitter headache and red eyes. I managed to freshen up and take a quick shower but didn't make a move to leave the room. The previous night's activities would keep rolling in my mind if I let myself get outside. I couldn't believe that Delilah was dead. I never thought that Delilah was mentally ill. She just needed help but her father used her as a weapon and forced her into his criminal organization.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

The Balance's network was saved. And I was dying, having discovered too late that some costs are higher than any victory could justify. "Stay with me," Damian repeated, his words becoming a mantra, a prayer, a desperate demand that reality honor his refusal to accept my death. I wanted to stay. Wanted it more than I'd ever wanted anything. But wanting wasn't enough. The darkness closed in completely, and my last conscious thought was hoping that somehow, impossibly, the story didn't end here. Damian caught me as I fell, his enhanced strength cradling my dying body with desperate gentleness.

I shouted. I didn't sit in the chair. I picked up the shard of the broken glass console. I didn't use the silver pen. I didn't use my blood. I looked at the Master-Chair—the heart of the Aethel-Group’s power. "I'm not the hero," I said. "And I'm not the goddess." I stabbed the glass shard into the **Center of the Light**. --- ### The Darkest Chapter The explosion wasn't made of fire. It was made of **Ink**.

"Conall, what is wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost." The dead mate bond inside my chest suddenly reawoke with a violent, agonizing screech, flooding my entire body with a desperate, clawing hunger. She was supposed to be at the bottom of the river. She was supposed to be dead and buried in an unmarked grave. I gripped the armrests of my leather chair so hard that the expensive material began to tear beneath my fingernails. I stared at the breathtaking, untouchable billionaire standing on the stage, my voice cracking as I whispered the only words left in my head.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

They both kept silent and allow him to calm down, and sob quietly on her laps. " Hey listen, we think May may be in danger and we just wanna know as much as possible about whatever possessed you," Liam said Finally realising where he was in the past fifteen minutes he immediately sat up, embarrassed a bit. " Um... I call him Dark Matter. I don't know who or what he is, and I'm not sure what his motives are but I think he's out to get us." ".What are his weaknesses?" He asked " I don't know for sure but I think... Wait I remember him saying that everything is held by dark matter except light, that's why he reacts to sunlight."