The Dark Hero Novels & Stories

“Those people are crazy. They could do anything to get what they want. The business is so dirty…” “When I told you you’re mine,” he said, “I wasn’t speaking a language you didn’t understand. I was speaking your language.” His words gave me comfort I didn’t know I needed. I didn’t know if I could trust him. I didn’t know if he was genuine. But somehow, I had fallen for him so fast, and it scared me. It scared me because he was here to find his father’s killer. He had a mission to destroy the Blackwoods—and I had Blackwood blood running through my veins.

My first night back at the Davis estate, sleep was a stranger. The withdrawal hit hardest in the dead of night. Curled up in bed, I shook with chills, my pajamas drenched in cold sweat. Memories assaulted me: my dad getting shot, my mom's last scream, the red liquid Adrian handed me... I remembered my first kill at 18: a traitor. Francis had shoved a gun in my hands and said, "Show your loyalty." I pulled the trigger, and the bullet found its mark.

Finally, just what I needed, an angel. "You survived." "Barely." She handed me the coffee. "I figured you'd need this." I accepted it with a grateful smile. You are officially my favourite person." "I know."She glanced around before lowering her voice. "...They're getting worse." "You didn't think I noticed?" "No, I mean worse." She unlocked her phone and showed me the student forum. There were new posts. BLACKTHORN CONFESSIONS Adrian Laurent and Elena Carter spotted together again. Another.

Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth. However, look at my luck, it was true, the dark truth about me that I killed my one and only friend, my best friend, Jiahn Kang. She was in a lot of pain, pleading, begging me to spare her life. Was this really me? A person who could never see her loved ones in pain and here I was, the one who killed her own best friend, a best friend who was more than an elder sister to her.

Alpha Dark uttered and which makes me to look at him. “Really, Dark? You're really evil, and I'm certain that Drake will kill you sooner.” I uttered, and he was about to attack me when Aurora's father stopped him from doing so. “I will never allow that to happen because before Drake can kill me, I will exceed him. Did you get that, huh? I will make sure to end his life for killing Aurora, the mother of my son!” Dark mumbled and which shocked me. He was the father of Ace, and no wonder why he's here. Aurora's father, Dark, and Agatha come together to defeat Drake and even if they reunite, still they cannot defeat my husband.

The sound of her voice and the way her body looked spooked Troy and he falls down upon the surface of the grand hall. “I cannot turn to darkness…” Troy’s voice rummages through his mind and just like that his body grows back not to the hindering old man but to his present age. The young man grabs upon the sword with his right hand and with his other he propels a black fire that coils around his arm like a living breathing flame though once that surging magically power of his braces his limb, he knows what to do. “I must become darkness… wrath and vengeance. Accept the ones by me as they are. Protect them with this darkness inside me…” The sword in his hand falls to the ground. The sound of m

He had a dark beard and wild, black hair that reached his shoulders, his lifeless black eyes staring blankly back at them. “Who do you think he was?” Georgia asked. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. I kept getting glimpses of his conscience. His mind was so dark. His wolf was always in control. I could see parts of his memories. He was the one that killed my predecessor. The man behind the Lycan didn’t matter to him. It was Anubis he was after all along. Once he realized that Anubis survived through me, he’s been trying to hunt us down ever since. He would have never stopped and killed as many innocent people as it took to get to me. Whoever he might have once been, any humanity he might hav

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

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 said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".