The Dark Lord's Confession Novel Novels & Stories

He nodded seeming to immediately understand. He placed a hand on Celeste's shoulder. "Get Piper away." Jaimie instructed. He turned to his brother. "We finish this now." Thane turned and I saw him let out a loud howl to the fading eclipsed moon. Finally the Dark Lord tore through. His Dark ones following behind him. He paused immediately as his eyes settled on Thane. "Impossible.” Thane raised his massive claws as he stepped forward. "This ends now. Just you and me."

The light has eaten away at his heart. “As you can see his body is breaking down. I will now take him back to the creator. The world will never have to deal with him again. Be vigilant, great warrior of light, the dark lord was not the only dark force on earth. The other one has yet to be awakened. It may not come in your lifetime, but as keeper of the dagger and light, make sure your generations to come are prepared. I will be seeing you little wolf.” Angel Gabriel and the dark one disappear. I didn’t even realize that I was no longer trapped by the cage, but was soon caged in Jarvis and my daddy’s arms.

I breathed, holding it up and draining the slick metallic liquid while watching him over the rim of the bowl as he did the same with his own portion. His blood was bitter, even more than mine must have been, corrupted by sin and perverse darkness. “I will make arrangements for you to be introduced to your mate, M’lord,” I said after a moment’s pause, and he nodded, a long white fair falling over his eyes and shoulders. “Welcome to the Shadows, Confessor. Keep this up, and we will be good friends,” he rumbled, toasting me with his empty cup before my eyes met the lax face of the other remaining maiden at his side.

She said, walking with a huge book, "There was a huge disturbance earlier, and I could not shake off the feeling of something is wrong." She walked closer to the man opening the book. There were some words written in an unknown language. "This book was written by one of the dark lords years back about how to open and close the doorway. However, it gives a detailed description of how to do it; it's not complete. It was later found out the Dark Lord had betrayed the Dark king and escaped with the help of a human woman and a witch. He took the other half of the book with him, which gives clear ways of opening the door permanently." The woman was a dark lord in charge of training and preparing w

His pupils turned black as electricity jolted through him, and Wilbur returned to his senses to realize that the Dark Lord had taken over his body. "What are you doing, you bastard?" A deep, raspy voice came out of Wilbur's mouth, making Conrad stop in shock. That was clearly not Wilbur talking. At the same time, a powerful dark energy exploded out of Wilbur. The Dark Lord sensed that Wilbur's body had weakened greatly and cursed out loud, "What did you do to yourself, Wilbur Penn?" The dark energy exploded the next second, blasting the shadow's hand into miasma as Wilbur stared Conrad down from where he was hovering in mid-air. "I'm going to kill you now, just for having the nerve to try an

Trusting. "I have something to confess," I say. The room falls silent. "I have been hiding something from you. From myself. The Dark Wolf is not just an enemy we defeated. It is a part of me. A shadow that I carry." Murmurs ripple through the crowd. "I am not perfect. I have fears. I have anger. I have darkness inside me. But I am not controlled by it. I will never be controlled by it." I look at Kael. At my parents. At Darian and Roran and Elara.

Khaos's armor cracked and shattered, its dark, twisted plates crumbling to the ground as the dragon's flames seared through the metal, scorching the Demon Lord's skin beneath. Khaos stumbled, his eyes wide with agony, as Ronan and Dynaris continued their relentless assault. The flames danced across his body, consuming his dark magic and weakening his defenses. The Dark Lord's screams grew louder, more desperate, as he realized his powers were dwindling, his control over the shadows faltering.

And deep down, I wasn’t sure we’d all make it out alive. “When the Darklord’s powers began to spiral further into darkness, this book wasn’t written or crafted in the traditional sense—it was born. Born under the roots of an ancient tree, a tree that recalls even the oldest memories of our kind. Back then, when our loyalty to him was unquestionable, we stumbled upon its contents. The book held secrets that should never have seen the light of day, truths about his power, his weaknesses... and his true name.

My bones weakened with each closing step. “Breathe girl, breathe,” I said. I walked up to his door, knocked and pushed it open. The room was dark, save a single candlelight. Lord Korran was nowhere to be found. I saw the food tray on his table. “I'll just take that and leave,” I said. Before I took a step forward, I heard a deep and guttural growl behind me. I turned immediately to see what took me by surprise. His eyes were blood red, beaming with intensity. “Lord Korran,” I said, freezing within me. I could not move.

He sat with his purple silk kingly robe as if the throne belonged to him long before he was born, one arm resting on the side, composed, with his dark eyes silently fixed on me as I approached him. I walked across the floor and stopped a respectful distance away. “You summoned me,” I said, keeping my head slightly bowed. He nodded once, still silent. "How was your first night?" He finally asked. "Good. Too good to be true and I can't wait to return the favor." My body suddenly grew hot as I imagined returning the favor with his hands sliding up my bare skin. Where the hell had that thought come from? He smirked a bit and leaned to the side, pulled something from a table next to him... a thic