The Dark One Series Novels & Stories

MAYA “The Dark One?” My eyebrows shot up as I stared at him, and then, I burst out laughing, clutching my sides. “As in the ancient evil who fought the werewolves until the Moon Goddess sent a Moonwhisperer to stop him? That Dark One? You?”

She had never imagined that her life would take such a dramatic turn, but she was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. "The Dark Ones, the vampires," Dominic said, his expression darkening. "They are a group of supernatural beings who want to take over your kingdom and slowly the surroundings too and to enslave our people. They are incredibly powerful, and we have been fighting them for years, but we have not been able to defeat them." Danielle frowned. "I'm sorry, but I still don't see how I can help." Dominic leaned forward, his eyes intense. "We have reason to believe that you have a special power, a power that can help us defeat the Dark Ones. We need you to come to Selene and he

do you mean?” “You see, little Bella, I left out a very small detail in all of this. Namek was severely injured during the battle thousands of years ago by our ancestor Jósephine Santacruz and the coven, but Jósephine was unable to kill her own daughter and instead imprisoned her. However, the Dark One’s body was seriously damaged.Delilah stopped and looked at me. “The Dark one can only jump into a witch of Santacruz blood, and she needs a vessel to possess before she can return to our world.” Delilah’s smile widened as I responded, “You— You are going to be the Dark one’s vessel. That’s how you intend to gain more power.” She was crazy; she would even go so far as to let herself be taken o

“I am not the only Dark. Not the only thing that existed before something. There are others. Many others. Scattered through the void beyond reality. Sleeping. Waiting. Watching. And they know what I chose. Now I joined existence. Know I betrayed nothing. And they are angry. They are furious. They are coming.” “How many?” Sera asked. Her voice was steady but her face was pale. “How many Darks exist? How many forces want to erase us? How many threats are coming?” “Seven. There are seven Darks total. I am the First. The original. The strongest. But six others exist. Second through Seventh. Each one is powerful. Each one is convinced that nothing is better. Each one is capable of erasing everyth

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

Next Step: * Should we move to Chapter 11, where Iza starts leaking Dark’s secrets to his rivals, or should we have a scene where Dark tries to "buy" her forgiveness with an even more lavish gesture—like bringing her father to the penthouse?

It was as if he had conjured up the dark side of her character and it was insidiously taking her over. Her skin heated, disturbing recollections of an hour past filling her conscious mind, and so real were those images that Lara could feel the touch of his hands on her flesh, feel the hot, hungry onslaught of his mouth on hers. With a trembling hand, Lara poured herself another coffee, mortified by her own lack of mental discipline. It was time she got herself back under control... but just how easy was that going to be with him calling all the shots? Perspiration dampened her eyebrow.

"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.