The Dark Lord's Confession Novel Novels & Stories

She argued that with vampirism, witchcraft, and senses of werewolves combined, we will be indestructible. “Niklaus was made with witch powers! Powerful with powers at that! And you think a bite from him would produce the same results?” Lucianna screamed once again, seeking for the attention to be diverted to her. I hid my claws when I saw my aunt averted her gaze to my cousin, Lucianna. I immediately sat beside Natyaramona and assisted her into standing up. Her breaths were heavy and sharp, panting and almost begging for the last of it.

“I have worked for your father and now you. I have been by your side since you were a child. I am done right? You promised me a wealthy retirement! I want my 10 billion dollars, and I want it now. I am leaving.” The Dark Alpha throws his arms up in a welcoming gesture. “of course! I want you to enjoy your retirement my dear friend...” I am done and I mentally shake my head. I close my eyes and slowly turn away because I need some fresh air outside, but my wolf hearing refuses to allow me to avoid it. A loud deafening growl and Dr. Ludolf’s screams follow me out of the small cabin. The smell of blood and metallic wrinkles my nose. “Enjoy your retirement, Dr. Ludolf…”

"You know my name?" "I know the names of all mothers who walk into the dark for their children," she said softly. She walked over to me, her gaze dropping to my stomach. "Two souls," she murmured, reaching out a hand but stopping inches from my dress. "One Light. One Dark. The prophecy is true. If left alone, the Dark one will consume the Light before they draw their first breath." "We know the problem," Killian growled, impatient. "Give us the solution. The Archives said Queen Lysandra sacrificed her wolf. If that is the price, take mine. Take my wolf right now."

She knew now that although Hayden always sought the light when he was himself, when the wolf took over, its pain caused him to stay in darkness. She concentrated hard and said, “I see you. I know you think I’m afraid of you. I know this only fuels your rage and desire to kill. I’m sorry for not seeing you before. I see you now….truly see you. You are beautiful and strong. I am not afraid of you. I know you won’t hurt me either.”

“He was her trusted childhood friend so she never doubted him of doing anything to her and with all that was going around in her life she did not give much mind to the weakness she felt, she just thought it was exhaustion. But things did not go according to Ernest’s plan for long. Our master called Zenobia back to Celestara, to talk her out of her crazy pursuit, as he could not see his favourite disciple destroy her life like this. But when she came there just after talking for some time with master she fainted and that’s when she found out she was being given a slow poison. So she secretly started searching for the culprit and finally found out about what Earnest had been doing and what he

The prophesied one, she still lives. I jerked up from my sleep. My eyes scanned around my chamber and it was just fine. I pushed up from the bed, donning my garment. I hurried to the window, peering at the sky. It was a blood moon. A moon that signified the power of the white wolf. "Landon!" I growled, and hastily, the doors to my chamber burst open, and Landon, my most trusted servant, hurried in. "Yes, Dark Lord," he stammered, bowing his head to me.

"The Dusk bringer, Prince of Darkness, The Shadowlord, I, Xirrian Adonis Prime, the 8th Night Wolf, the Dark Monarch, will account for my days until I choose to dissolve into the void. Perhaps for others, if others come and I do not plunge the world into the endless and I, myself remain where time is still, around echoes and shadows, around hollows like me. It is only here, in the endless that I find contentment. In a space where the unwanted are hidden. Home." I slammed the book shut, my gaze snapping to Diane. "It belongs to the Night Wolf," I stated, my gaze shifting down at the cover of the book, "a-a night wolf. Not this-Night wolf- Not in this time. An old- dead one..." I trailed off m

His eyes burned with malevolent fury as he beheld the intruders who dared to challenge his reign. "You are too late, mortal," the Dark Lord hissed, his voice echoing through the chamber like the tolling of a death knell. "The world belongs to me now, and there is nothing you can do to stop me." But Elara refused to back down. Drawing upon the power that lay dormant within her, she unleashed a torrent of light that engulfed the Dark Lord, banishing him back into the depths of the abyss from whence he came. With a triumphant cry, Elara and Aric emerged from the citadel, their victory won at great cost. But as they gazed upon the world that lay before them, they knew that their journey was far

Declan said, the prisoner chuckled sinisterly “You won’t succeed… how can you kill someone that is already dead?” Layana dared to glance back seeing the man’s gaze was fixed on her. she frowned “Layana…” Declan said tugging at her wrist, “Do you know something?” Layana asked him, the man simply smiled “The Dark Lord will rise, with a queen by his side, and nothing you do can stop him,” he said, Layana was pulled from the room and the door was slammed shut.

But he still held me firmly, hoarsely saying, "Alisha, I can't...even if you hate me, I..." His words were not finished when suddenly the surrounding black mist began to thicken, even covering the moon in the sky. A nauseating and foul stench filled the air. I widened my eyes, staring ahead. In the black mist, an immensely huge wolf manifested its form. The trees around it appeared petite in its presence. In its eye sockets were two crimson flames that emitted an ominous glow within the black mist. The Lord of Dark had appeared.