The Dark Forest Novels & Stories

He sighed heavily, his shoulders sagging with the weight of the situation. "He went into the Forest of Darkness," he admitted reluctantly, his voice barely above a whisper. "The Forest of Darkness?" I repeated, my eyes widening in shock. Damian went into the forest of darkness, also known as the forest of no return, and he did this without at least telling me. And all to save his deceased mate? How did he even make it back? It's a miracle that he's still alive. "But why? What was he looking for?" I asked, my voice betraying the strong facade I was trying to maintain as I knew the answer to my questions.

They were basically rich and spoilt. Nolan had always been a terrible person until he met Kyla. When Kyla died, he became worse. He didn't even need Sasha and serenity anymore. He didn't need anyone in his life. He didn't even want to live anymore. He blamed himself over and over. Now, he doesn't even feel anything anymore. Kyla's death turned him Into a dark, heartless man. He doesn't even have a heart anymore. He doesn't smile, he doesn't give a shit about anyone, he just lives because he feels like hurting others the same way he hurts. Making them feel the hurt he felt and still feels, seemed like a way of paying life back through the pain of others.

She never understands herself at this moment. Something has changed, and she knows it. "Do you know why they call it the Forest of the Dead?" He asked her to lick her lips in thought, but she denied. saying, "No, do you know?" He laughed, deciding to explain to her, "It is said that in the past, the king of werewolves found his mate here in this forest. His grandchildren and children come here every once in a while, hoping that they will find their companions too, but a girlfriend

“I know mom, we’ll be safe.” Actually tomorrow we’re going to the woods to fight a vicious werewolf descended from a centuries-old pack of killers called the Dark Ones. After tomorrow you might never see me again or if something happens to Hayden, I’ll never be happy again, but no biggy! She wished she could say these thoughts out loud, to express how stressed and worried she was. She wished she could hug her mom tightly and let her know how much she and her dad meant to her, tell them that they were doing this so people like them could be safe too; but she couldn’t. Hayden arrived shortly after. He was dressed in stretchy gym pants and a sleeveless black t-shirt with an image of a beautiful

Oshey walked to the window and glanced at the tree. She had the impression the tree was looking back. "I can see why you and I share this insane attraction." Oshey peeked over her shoulder at him. After a heavy such she continued to explain what she had been seeing. "In my visions, I see you and me fighting about the death of our son. Then I see you and me fighting in a different place. Then, again it shifts, I'm in a dark room, and there is a faint green light, like the lumination from a neon sign. Cammie is with me, and she is scared of the darkness. I can barely see through the light, but I know there is someone else with us."

Cassandra winced, tying off the thread before looking up at Aubrey. Her face was pale, and there was a shadow in her eyes that hadn't been there before. "The Black Shadow Forest is the darkest secret in this entire region, Aubrey," Cassandra said, her voice barely a whisper. "It’s a place where the sun never really reaches the ground. Everything you’ve never seen in your life... things that shouldn't exist, they lie there. It’s the home of the rogues and the exiled wolves. The ones who were too violent or too broken for any pack to keep."

"Turn? What are you saying?" "Ah, so that boyfriend you are with tonight is keeping you in the dark. Figures, since you are not marked. He must not be serious about you. Born wolf shifters may not continue forever, but science will ensure that they do." A small box in his hand revealed a syringe, filled with a glowing, blue liquid. "Now, let us not make this difficult," he said, voice soft but his eyes were reflective, the eyes of a wolf. They lunged at the same time; her towards the box and he towards her. She screamed when he grazed her arm, just out of reach. Using an old desk as a barrier, she managed to get behind it and hold an old candleholder out in front of her.

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.

Krager slowed slightly, glancing back at us. “Stay close.” Aisha frowned. “That’s comforting.” Krager ignored the sarcasm. “The Darklands don’t like strangers.” I raised an eyebrow. “The forest doesn’t like strangers?” “Not wolves.” I looked around again. The trees here were taller than those in the outer forest, their trunks thicker, bark darker, branches reaching high enough to swallow much of the sky. Moss clung to their roots like ancient scars, and strange pale fungi glowed faintly along fallen logs.

They circled high overhead like a storm gathering strength before sweeping toward the battlefield in a massive wave. There were so many of them that the crimson sky vanished entirely. Dark wings filled the heavens. Daylight seemed to disappear. Growls spread through the werewolf ranks as claws pushed from fingertips and fangs lengthened inside snarling mouths. Every warrior braced for impact. Meanwhile, Carlisle and his team remained near the edge of the Dark Forest. The forest looked unnatural even from a distance. Every tree appeared dead, its bark blackened as if it had been consumed by fire long ago. Twisted branches stretched overhead like skeletal finger