The Dark Lord's Confession Novel 소설 & 이야기

It was a sight to behold, the anger that he let out, the growl, the grunts were full of power. Ranulf looked pleased with him, he was smirking at the crawlers, and then he moved bravely in front of the very large muscular black-haired wolf and caressed his thick fur. His dark wings trailed the floor as he moves forward to open the lock. Then he spread his wing and nudged the wolf inside the dungeon. There were growling and roaring, wailing cries of pains, slashing of skins, limbs tearing, agonizing screams from the crawlers, moments later there was only silence. But the blood smeared on the walls were indications of what was left from the crawlers.

Although many people already knew him as the cursed lord, some literally believed it was just some rumor because, in truth, no one had seen Draco’s monster, save for Alfos and three other males. He'd have worn a helmet too, but he decided against it. A knock came on the door, and he answered with a hoarse voice. “Here’s your order, my lord,” One of the sentinels said, pushing Isolde to the floor. They exited and shut the door. The lord shifted from his stead, turning to look at her. Her gaze was sharp, complete fire and brimstone, it singed his skin. “You monster,” She growled, wobbling as she tried to rise to her feet. The moment she stood, Draco ran his eyes down her body, remembering how

Instead, his grip on my arm tightened until I felt the bone groan. "Please," I whimpered. "I was just sent to clean the room. I don't even know who you are." He leaned in, his face inches from mine. He smelled of expensive cologne and the bitter tang of drugs. How much are they paying you? Tell me, “I’ll pay you double to tell them you saw nothing.” I stared at him, Confused. “what is he talking about"? who are they? Before I could ask, his eyes glazed over.

his eyes turned gold, definitely not his wolf. "You didn't" Nirson corrected but he brought a globe out and started talking to the ball. "Whatever was lost will be restored, the future is mine just like a plain board," We could have stopped him but there was this dark energy around him, the room became hotter and words louder as her wielded the globe. "My pen in one hand, the globe I'll rewrite, history be damned before another one bites the dust." His words were meaningless but they were backed with power. This was magic, dark magic. The kind I read about of Voldar the dark Lord.

I shake my head “You don’t believe me? Well, Let me show you” His eyes start to glow, a bright light suddenly starts shinning in the room, everywhere spinning really fast and the next thing I see is pitch black cold environment ****** Well… I didn’t see that one coming. This changes things. See you on the next confession

- Miguel was indignant. - You wanted the truth, so I tell you. I am a demon, and a succubus at that, which means, to function, I must feed on the life energy of mortals. That weakness you felt after a kiss or a closer contact with me was my fault.- Nadir confessed, though her voice was trembling like never before.

He clouds her mind with the fallen, that old fairy soul was inside her now, creating havoc on her soul. "Imagine the absolute freedom from all hope on a heavenly maker who tells us what we can and cannot do." And he reckoned it did not get worse than that, contemplating the Lord. Anna remained in her trance of pity, something inside her stirred as she listened. The Dark Lord concluded his discourses, "Meanwhile little one, you will be the heroine." He grinned, and he will have the absolute vengeance of engulfing the very life and lineage of his brother, into his body when he drank her blood and sampled her flesh. He dreamed. A shudder of terror went down the spines of Anna. She recognized so

He lunged at Johhan and pressed him against the wall, lifting him by the shirt slightly upwards. - Listen, remember and pass it to Alistair. I love Selene and have no intention of killing her. On the contrary, I will defend this girl with my own body. The waters of the Lake of Darkness did not affect me at all, because I am not under any charm at all. But you should know about it the best, after all, you have a gift...- he drawled through his teeth.- Also tell Alistair that I will not return to the Underworld and I'm not going to take the throne after him. Salvadore will probably be very happy about this news.- Damon added, finally releasing him.- Be glad I didn't kill you, because I really

"There stands the Elf King, his brother, and the mightiest Witch of the lands—a Nightshade. Their souls will give the Lord great power and will aid in breaking the seals faster. I hope you will accept them, My Lord." A heavy, oppressive force suddenly filled the air. "You disappoint me, Fredrick," The Dark Lord's voice echoed. "I do not desire the souls of the Elf King, his brother, or the Nightshade. What I demand is your soul." Fredrick's eyes widened in fear. He gazed up at the Dark Lord, shaking his head. "M-My Lord, I-I don't understand. I didn't-" "You have failed to satisfy me, Fredrick." The Dark Lord said, cutting him off. "You have bullied and tormented those weaker than you, and y

The Beast seemed to reach out and build a bridge between their minds, and across this bridge it sent an unconscionable truth. Sally saw, finally, all that had occurred on that fateful night when McCavendish had summoned the Bréostwylmas. She saw what actually came through from that higher realm, and she began to weep. Finally she had all the answers she sought, answers that didn’t throw up further questions, answers that showed her the truth. A truth that crushed her spirit in the light of what she had just done.