Novel & Cerita The Rise Of A Dark Lord

the dark lord scoffed, “these cowards never cease to amaze me.” “It seems lady Sabrina here is his fated mate and he only realized that after selling her off,” Lincoln added. The dark lord turned to me. “In such a short period of time, you have become quite interesting. And since all of this is revolving around you, I will put you to good use. Come to my office by noon. I have a little task for you. Something that will determine if your mate is a wise or foolish man.”

My hand was back to its hideous features as I let go of her. Moments later I was sucked back to my chamber, I hurriedly went back to the book and flipping it back and forth. "The Damnation Curse of the Sorceress" it was stated there that the curse could never be broken, unless with a special power of the chosen one. I had found the chosen one, and the healer, then I had found the witch moments ago, the sorceress heir. I recognized the light brown eyes and the freckles, all of her people had the same exact characteristic features.

Persephone whispered wholeheartedly to Kriss, lowering her gaze not before glaring at Zadicus and rushing out of the site where the greatest battle of all time was about to take place. Dark Vs Light.

Sometimes Morana was afraid of what she could do, or what she couldn't stop. Even though Morana's life was full of hatred and regret, the face of death was still terrifying. Time passed, and slowly the noise around Morana became only the faint background sound behind her fading consciousness. Morana felt her body getting lighter like cotton, like dry leaves blown by the wind in the dry season. As Morana completely surrendered to the darkness enveloping her body, she felt that emptiness once more. It was as if he no longer stepped on the earth. # # #

The Ritual Begins. Back at the evil castle: Deep in the dungeons of the castle. “Do you have everything prepared for my ascension? Do I need to tell you how important this is? And what would happen if you failed?” The dark one asked. “No father, everything is in place and going according to plan. Shaid is preparing the stones and getting the twins into place.” I said nervously. “And what about the twins' parents? Have they made it here yet?” he asked. “My scout said they wouldn’t be here in time to stop me. But they wouldn’t be able to get past my men that I have set up at the entrance to my realm even if they somehow made it in time.” I said, confidently. “You are such a fool, didn’t I say,

“Pardon? I-” “I don’t like to repeat myself,” Do-won said. His tone was quiet, but it weighed like iron. And just like that, the doctor was gone, vanishing with one last helpless look at Zane. Perfect. Now it was just Zane and the heir to the throne. The very heir who looked at Zane in the wrong way. The prince took a step closer, circling him like a wolf. “Tell me,” Do-won said softly, almost conversationally, “do you practice dark arts? Occultism, perhaps?”

Once he was sure they were completely alone and that there was no beating human heart for miles and miles, for as far as his hearing could pick up such a sound, Luke rose to his feet and moved a couple of steps back from the love-nest he was sharing with Sarah a moment ago. While Sarah stayed where she was sitting, her gaze fixed on Luke as she watched him like a hawk, careful not to miss a single thing; he mentally prepared himself for phasing. Taking a deep breath, Luke let go of his self-control, self-control that he was so good at, the one he practiced for decades before he brought it to perfection, the one that helped him stay concealed from everything and everyone for all this time. He

The golden thread stealthily latched onto the tail of the mist. The being terrorized the young twins and the sounds of the twins’ beating heart thundered through the dark figure’s hearing, making it hunger for their flesh. The need to rip them apart and devour their limbs were great, but that would have to wait. The rewards of the flesh would come later. For too long the Dark Lord had waited, and now the time of apocalypse had come. The figure headed for Suzanne even as the man with the broken arm tried to stop it, but he was no threat, not in his pathetic condition. It turned its attention towards Suzanne and her human companion and advanced towards her. Now, it would finally unleash hell o