The Seven See Percy's Dark Side Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

A deep voice whispered in my ear, making my blood run cold. "As if Sammy thought he could take you away from me before we even got the chance to play. New deal, darling. You get to leave when I say you do." Persues jerked my head back until I was forced to look at him. His eyes were utterly black, and shadows wrapped around him like a second skin. His lips pulled up into a wicked grin. "Lights out." He muttered, his voice sounding otherworldly. I screamed as the shadows lunged for me.

Aria's POV: Some people have no idea how beautiful the darkness is. Don't be afraid of the dark but fear what is lurking within it. We all have our dark side but don't ever let it control us, instead, learn how to turn on our light. "I see that you've been talking behind my back," a deep-toned voice spoke with me telepathically. Achlys' voice is older and louder compared to Lucy's. She is calm and subtle. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up with his presence, but I try to remain calm and keep my composure.

My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th

I laid there, just feeling her warmth and caressing her perfect skin. I slowly started to move her so I could get out of bed and find my clothes. Just as I was getting dressed, I heard her sweet little voice in the dark. “Stay.” I beamed, maybe I should stay. “Would it be so bad for me to see you,” she said. I decided to stick to the plan but I would need to set another date. “All in due time baby girl, I want to ride this a bit longer, it’s too fucking hot. Not that I’m not dying to see you, see your body, which I fully intend to explore even more in the light, if that’s possible.”

He staggers — surprised — but it only slows him for a heartbeat. Suddenly — wings of darkness unfurl behind him. Shadow-magic binds my ankles, pulling me down into a swirling void. I scream — the world dissolves into black. --- I woke up to see my self on strong arms. Warm. Commanding. Unmistakable. Lucien. --- Lucien’s POV She collapses against him — breath trembling, lashes wet with fear. The silver flecks in her eyes shimmer like constellations lost from the sky. Finally. He holds the missing half of his soul.

“I don’t think strength works that way, my love.” The rain poured harder, hissing where it met her burning skin. The world dimmed to shades of gold and gray—the dying light of the gods clashing with the sorrow of a man who had already lost too much. Kael’s eyes glowed faintly, remnants of the curse still lingering. “Then take it,” he growled, gripping her wrist. “Take my darkness. Let it balance you.” She looked up sharply, horror flashing in her eyes. “Kael, no—”

But the cold was spreading, pulling me under. “Don’t close your eyes,” he begged. I wanted to answer him. I couldn’t. My lashes fluttered. And then, I gave in to the darkness calling to me. Kael’s scream tore through the castle.

Darkness is descending on the forest, but this is no natural darkness. It’s like an expanding black hole, devouring all light around it. The air is suffocating with a foreboding chill that has my magic flaring in response. My magic is front and centre, ready for my command as I keep Valeria tucked behind me. I need to get her out of here. As I continue to look into the growing darkness I see the smokey outline of moving figures, and soon I can make out five pairs of glowing purple eyes in the distance trained in our direction and I feel my stomach drop to my toes.

He wanted to fight, even knowing he might not survive it. “I have nothing to live for now,” Percival muttered under his breath, his voice hollow. I turned to leave, to finally put distance between us, but Percival lunged forward, grabbing my arm and yanking me against him. His wolf surged forward, his emotions chaotic and dangerous. His desperation bled into me, and I felt the dark pull of fear. It was like that night with Darius all over again—the same suffocating feeling of losing control, of being trapped.

Below it, two opposing forces met in a cataclysmic confrontation. I recognized the faces of the Lycan brothers, their ferocity unleashed, fighting with a primal hunger I hadn't witnessed before. And then, a moment that stole my breath—a massive, shadowy creature, its eyes burning with an infernal light, rising from the depths, casting a pall over everything. It was a being of pure malevolence, and my blood ran cold as I felt its gaze, even through the vision, pierce directly into my soul. The final image was of a colossal, ancient tree, its roots reaching deep into the earth, its branches stretching towards the heavens, yet its leaves were withered and black, as if cursed.