The Power Of Darkness 소설 & 이야기

It’s one of the worst kinds of evil because you never know how the outcome of the situation would turn out, so you just hope with nothing in your hands besides luck and faith. What did hope gain me? Nothing but torment. What should I even do now? Not even magic can do its trick against a curse. Alexander was doomed, and so were we. My loud thoughts were heavy upon my heart. Each step I took felt too cloudy that I barely felt my body colliding until I looked up. Dominic was staring blankly down at me, a bar of dark chocolate in his offering hand. “you’re pale, you may faint. Eat.” I don’t know why I kept staring at his open palm, but my mind was on fire, running a million ideas per second. Ye

Prologue When I was a child, I enjoyed listening to my mother's stories. Portraying the never-ending struggle between darkness and light. I would always look forward to her stories, which would be very entertaining. She always told me darkness represents malevolence, while light represents positivity and virtue. Her belief was that the power of light was the sole means by which darkness could be defeated. The resounding message she would consistently convey in her stories is that light will perpetually prevail over the darkness.

The Darkness pushed as I clenched my fist, closed my eyes, and began to hum, using the humming to block out the voice of the Darkness and focus my intention on blocking out the Darkness's ploy. The Darkness's voice, a persistent whisper, echoed in the depths of my mind. It promised it threatened, it persuaded, but I remained steadfast. I knew its true intentions, its insatiable hunger for power and souls. My twins were innocent, mere infants, and I would protect them at all costs.

" Through death ... Through life. A cursed one shall go dark. Missing through space. Missing through time. A locked door will be Locked no more. leading to chaos, horror, and blood. And the dark shall bring nothing but doom. I came with no doom to those with the purest hearts... There's no much left before I rise, and then you'll have to pay the price of your greed with nothing more than blood. Those who chose your way will have the same path as you with no mercy left for them. Those who decline you and your crimes will have salvation, and they won't face my fury. I am The Power - I am The Low .. I am The Power - I am The Low .. I am The Power - I am The Low. " Just by then, my mate lost con

, that's what we are and that's all we know. Catch the prey and drain them out of the blood. Destroy the evidence. Despite being reckless vampires we all have our..... "superpower". We are born this way. And my superpower is " Darkness ". My mom says that my grand grandmother destroyed one city when possessed by her darkness. Hundreds of people were murdered and hundreds of others lost everything.

"The time has come. The full moon ritual shall grant me the powers of Claire. Darkness shall consume this world, and none shall stand in our way." As the ritual neared completion, a malevolent energy filled the chamber, casting an ominous shadow over their triumphant moment. Dante's eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and malevolence, his thirst for power seemingly insatiable. Little did he know that Dakota's relentless pursuit drew nearer with each passing moment. The confrontation between light and darkness, love and power, was about to unfold in a clash that would shape the destiny of the supernatural world.

It was this hope that drove him, that fueled his obsession with Maya and his relentless pursuit of power. However, the darkness within him, like a boiling cauldron, bubbled eagerly for more. The insatiable thirst for power consumed him, and every thought of Maya was a piece in the dark puzzle of his desires. He could feel the shadows pulsing within him, a sinister voice whispering tempting promises of absolute power.

" For a while I questioned if he was right as the world around me appeared to freeze. Did I actually make my decision? Had I actually offered everything for this? No. I shook my head, trying to ignore the doubt creeping in on me. I wouldn’t let him win. Not now. Not ever. Something deep inside me screamed and I let it loose. My body changed, strength and heat rushing through me all at once. It was scary and it felt like it was supposed to. It slip, but it didn’t move or back off. It just stood there and got heavier and darker like it was daring and threatening me and my heart was pounding so hard I thought it might tear right out of my chest. You think power is your salvation?” the figure hi

"I'll ask you one last time. Why did you betray us?" The man on the throne-like chair leaned forward and folded his hands as he looked at his prey in the eye. His forest green eyes were barely devoid of any emotion. His chestnut brown hair was disheveled and his dark blue tie lay loosened around his neck. Even if he did not show any emotion, a dark and dangerous air filled the room, forcing everyone to suck in a deep breath. The beast was about to unleash its wrath and they could only pray to stay alive at the end of the day and watch the sunrise again.