The Dark Prophecy Novels & Stories

“She died many years ago. It is only him now. And even if he finds another mate…” He leans closer to the ground. “He will kill her,” The Dark One smirks. “I know he will. After all, I only told him one part of the prophecy. He is still unaware of the other part. That secret died with Anna Visserion.” His thin lips widen into a sinister laugh. Everything is going according to his plan. He puts his palm on the ground and says, “Soon, my love. We will meet again.”

“Oh, great! So, what does the prophecy say this time? This is because nothing is making sense to me at all.” I was fed up. “Fret not, dark on. Everyone, keep quiet! Less the dark one unleashes his fury on us all.” Coke hushed his people and try all kept quiet. “So, what prophecy are we talking about?” I insisted. “It is a prophecy that has echoed for ages and generations. The one that was always in the lips of our fathers and father's fathers. It says that we should all beware, for a dark wolf masked in human form, marked by the sign of the burnt. He shall tread this path and you shall make him your Lord. You shall provide him with his army and with his strong arms and power of the dark, he

The prophecy, the darkness… it wasn't something they were trying to prevent; they had inadvertently triggered it. The cloaked figure let out a scream of frustration. "No! This is not how it was supposed to be!" It turned towards Evie and Liam, its eyes burning with a dark fury. "You have disrupted the balance! You will pay for your interference!" The clanging of the hammer ceased abruptly. The chained figure, bathed in the dark energy pulsating around it, began to twist and contort, its form growing larger, more monstrous. Its screams turned into a deafening roar, a harbinger of the chaos that was to come.

But they still believed, for several of their Oracles had seen such a vision. “The Chosen – the Prince who would be born to the Matriarch – would find the spear that pierces through light itself. With it shall he slay the Dark One who terrorizes the world. A spear from Darkness shall pin the Dark One to the ground. Oh the irony!” This was a prophecy that came long before the three Great Races reached their current heights. They remained confused about the prophecy until the day they learned about Pazuzu. It was then that they thought, “What if…just what if the Dark One was the strange god trying to destroy the world?” If it was so, then it was the destiny of the one of their own to save the

Secrets he wasn't saying. I swallowed a lump. "Mason?" "There's a prophecy Cirilla. It appeared years ago and now every supernatural species has gotten wind of it. 'A darkness will be awakened. You are the source of this darkness. It cannot be stopped, Cirilla. You will cast the last spell and finish the last kill. You will unleash hell'. Those words have reigned for years, and now, everyone knows that source is you and they are after you. Don't you still get it? You are in danger and I am the only one that can help you because everything that's happening now is my fault as well," He took a few steps backward, his eyes were moist and I was shocked it held tears.

Damen elucidated for us. “Why is he here and why does he want her,” I inquired further. “It is in a prophecy that Kali would make his way to Earth and will rule all under a veil of darkness, known as the Dark Ages. Also in this prophecy is an Avatar of the Goddess Visha, who is the only one who can defeat the dark lord. However, I do not know why he wants your mate,” Trinity expounded while looking deep in thought.

The heavy main door of Caden's mansion clicked shut behind me. The sound didn't offer freedom; it sealed me into a new kind of prison. The bright afternoon sun felt too harsh, mocking the darkness that had just settled deep inside me. I was outside, yes, but no longer my own. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of the deal. My limbs felt weak, like every bone had turned to water. I had agreed. I had sold myself, not just for money now, but for Caden’s sinister game.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Stella simply answered. "But you lied to your father," Lynn said. "It's just a little white lie it won't kill him" Stella shrugged. Her eyes then looked at mine and found myself lost in them. "Okay, I'm done with the chit-chat, werewolves are real" Eva simply said. "Werewolves are not real," Scott said in a correction voice. "What if we can prove it," Lucien said standing up from his chair looking at both Scott and Stella. "Okay," She said unsure of what to say.

While they move, I shift, landing on two feet in the middle of their circle. “What are you?” One of them asks, stepping out and aiming his gun at me. “They call me The Dark Protector, and you are about to die.” I don’t think so, freak.” The hunter says to me. I open my hands, face down toward the earth, calling on my element. As the earth begins to rumble under their feet, they stumble around, trying not to fall. I tear the earth open around them, leaving a circle of calm around me. Magma rises from the center of the earth to the surface, turning to molten lava. The hunters scream as the heat from the earth's core begins to melt their skin from their bodies, the lava rushing over them like w