The God Of Darkness Novels & Stories

Subsequent to, the other one said, " I am the primordial God of darkness and the consort of Night —Erebus." John was flabbergasted or perhaps, he thought he was in his fantasy world without any indecision, so to investigate if that was dream or not, he tweaked his skin, however, at first he hesitated, but soon he understood that it was required to check the outcome — though, it was not as he anticipated, he felt the pain, the pain one felt when tweaked the skin. He was freaked out, at that moment, he was feeling like a some jerk, who is given a chance to see the great two, rumored Goddess and God, 'Theia, the Goddess of the light of the blue sky and Erebus, primordial God of darkness and the

“Mother's aim to do everything, by choosing twins is to save hope that the dark destiny of the vampire world might change. Even though the possibility is very slim not even at all. Every action will have its own risks, especially in matters like this. Mother has done her best, but the fate of darkness will continue to be destiny. In addition, Queen Meralda was really cunning. She had tricked the King of Darkos and planned to take all the forces of the Red Stone. Actually the King of Darkos was not gullible, but fate did require him to do all of that. After all, my mother was destined to die in the hands of the King of Darkos herself. But King Darkos did not do the same with King Drakos, his

His form was no longer smoke; it was flesh and light and darkness intertwined. “You carry what belongs to me,” he said, stepping closer. “And you bring with you the wolf who would die for you. How quaint.” Edward drew his sword. “Try me.” The god smiled. “Oh, I intend to.” He raised his hand, and the world itself screamed. Darkness erupted from the ground, swallowing the light, the air, even the sound of our own hearts. And as it closed in around us, I felt the divine power inside me surge in answer — wild, uncontrollable, ready to burn everything.

LIGHT-LEVIN GOD SLASH! *Then taso cuts the right arm of faceless and faceless was angry* You dare cut my arm, why you! ANTI-GOD FACELESS BLACKMORE! Shit! I can't stop that, even with all the techniques combined! I don't have a choice, I'll use my trump card for now, HA! ELEMENTAL GOD FRAGMENT ACTIVATE LET ME USE YOU PITON! *Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more*

"Goddess Gia is of the Light and the God Chaos of the Darkness. He had a son. God Nyx of the night. He is the father of the Shadows. He had ten children. Philotes, the shadow of Lust. Takes pride in causing affairs and encouraging people to act on desire. Hypnos, the shadow of sleep, works with his brother, Oneiroi, the shadow of dreams. They create nightmares you can't wake up from. Thanatos, the shadow of death, claims the souls of the departed. Makes death seem to be part of life, even if the causes are unnatural. Momus, the shadow of blame, and Oizys, the shadow of distress, are twins. They work with Eris, the shadow of strife, Apate, the shadow of deceit, and Nemesis, the shadow of reve

Good luck Dalton. I've seen darkness before, the kind that makes our street like an old fashioned photograph, everything a shade of grey. This isn't like that. This is the darkness that robs you of your best sense and replaces it with a paralysing fear. In this darkness I sit, muscles cramped and unable to move. I only know my eyes are still there because I can feel myself blink, still instinctively moisturizing the organs I have no current use for. I can't hear anything either. I guess that should bring my heart rate down below the level of “rabbit in a snare” but it doesn't. By my genes I am a predator, I have the front facing eyes and brain enough to hunt, but I feel like prey in this utt

The visual that started the nightmares and slowly, she finds herself a year away from Cassandra’s fate. What about the God she prays to? He can help her, surely he can, he is God. God, if I did commit a sin and you are making me, can you please forgive me? God please, I beg of you. Laurel closes her eyes, letting the tears roll down the side of her eyes, down towards her ears. She ponders into the darkness with a heavy heart, wagering her options over and over again till she is back at the beginning and then again.

He smiled, “my name is Derek Erwin Russell, middle name after my grandfather who raised me. I'm 29 and a Sagittarius. My mom … slept around a lot from a young age, she only cared about money and status and blah blah, I don’t think she even knew for sure who my father was for a long time. I lived with my grandparents from infancy. My mom later married my real father and wanted us all to be a happy family but I could care less. It’s all so fake. I mean my grandfather is a complete stuck up snob, don’t get me wrong, but you know where you stand with him, he is straightforward and I try to be that way too.” I raised my eyebrow at that, “really because it literally seems like everything about you

Most of the times, only a master of seven hells realm can use a demon more than a hundred times to commit crimes. Dante was an evil spirit, he wasn't supposed to live for so long yet.. he was wherever i went. He knew exactly where i was everytime.. Who was that god with dark energy that knew exactly where i could go. Who was the dark god I trusted so much? Who was the one who hated me and my mother so much that he would be willing to make me trust him before hurting me. Who was the one that acted as though he wasn't easily offended but deep inside, he carried a lot of hatred and resentment.

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.