Void Blade Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

Everything speeds by, not stopping until I see myself standing in the threshold of the door, with Evander desperately trying to get me to step through. The blue-eyed man took me back here for a reason, but I have no idea what that reason is. Shaking my head, I turn to look for him. And then a loud bang echoes through the forest. The gates of Hell were opened at that moment, and shit hits the fan from here on out. Evander’s voice echoes behind me, muted as if he’s talking underwater. I whirl around, not wanting to see Lucas get stabbed through the chest. Something glows on the forest floor yards away, something I didn’t notice before. The sound of dragging chains reverberates around us, and m

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

I barely dodged her next strike; her blade grazed my arm, shallow but deep enough to sting. I didn’t think much of it, until the pain changed. I let out a painful gasp as I felt something crawling through my skin. It spread fast. Burning, cold, wrong. I looked down and my stomach dropped. The skin around the cut was turning black, veins darkening like ink under the surface. “What the hell…” I stumbled back, clutching my arm. The blackness crept up toward my shoulder. Paige smirked. “Oh, you didn’t know? My blade’s been tempered with dark metal. Nasty thing, it kills from the inside out.”

The whispers grew louder, but I pushed back, channeling the same defiance that had broken the mate bond. --- The blade began to crack, its dark energy spiraling out of control. Veyron screamed in rage, throwing Darius off and turning toward me. “You’ll destroy us all!” he bellowed, his voice filled with desperation. “Maybe,” I replied, my hands trembling as I poured my will into the blade. “But at least it’ll be on my terms.” The chamber shook violently, and the blade shattered in an explosion of light and darkness. When the light faded, I found myself on my knees, the world spinning around me. Veyron was nowhere to be seen, his presence seemingly erased.

The earth actually trembled, and Blade’s wolf instinctively shifted its weight, claws digging deeper as if bracing against something inevitable. Scarlet clutched Ronan tighter where she knelt behind them, her breath stuck in her throat. Blade snarled first, saliva dripping from his fangs. "You think you’re bigger than me?" his wolf sneered through the air. Grey didn’t answer, he stepped forward once. The trees groaned. Blade attacked. He launched himself like a missile, claws aimed straight for Grey’s throat, jaws wide, teeth flashing silver under moonlight. He was fast, his rage fueling every movement. He struck Grey’s shoulder hard enough to make fur tear and blood spray.

The sound of clapping echoed across the ruined street, mocking, deliberate. Each strike of palm to palm was louder than the sirens fading in the distance, louder than Cruz’s ragged breathing in Nova’s ear. Nova’s heart slammed against her ribs. She tightened her grip around Cruz, pulling him closer against her. “Who is that?” Her whisper trembled, but her eyes never left the shadowed figure. Blade raised his knife, fury radiating from every muscle. “Step into the light, coward.”

The mountain answered almost instantly. A deafening crack echoed through the cavern. Several buildings collapsed. The streets split apart beneath our feet. Dark energy rolled through the ancient city like a violent storm. The peaceful atmosphere disappeared completely. Liora's Blade erupted with brilliant silver flames. My wolf roared inside me. Instinct screamed that something irreversible had begun. Far ahead, beyond the ruined palaces and towering pillars, a column of crimson light burst upward into the darkness above. Its glow consumed the cavern. Ardyn drew his ancient sword in one smooth motion.

The words felt warm for a second like a tiny candle in the dark, but then Ryder’s voice crashed back into my head, loud and cold from downstairs: “I don’t give a damn about what happens to a mute girl… If she dies, the pack moves on. I move on.” I shook my head once. Blade didn’t argue, he just nodded, like he understood everything I couldn’t say. Then he went quiet again. We sat there for what felt like forever, the only sounds were my breathing, still too fast and the faint tick of a clock somewhere far away in the house. After a while, Blade pushed himself up slowly. He held out his hand not grabbing, just open, palm facing up. “Come on,” he said gently. “You can’t stay in here all day. L

"What is that?" Eryndor closed his eyes. "I prayed I'd never hear that sound again as long as I lived." The First Blade flared with silver light so sudden Ariana almost lost her grip on it. It wasn't reacting to the Primordial Darkness anymore. It was reacting to something underneath it. *** The Primordial Darkness smiled, slow and knowing. "You've spent your whole lives fighting soldiers." It pointed one massive hand toward the cracking pillar. "You've spent centuries afraid of me."

Taller, sharper, somehow more…present. At first, he didn’t seem to notice me, his focus locked on the crowd still unfolding around us. But then, slowly, his gaze shifted and his eyes met mine. There was a flicker of something in his expression—curiosity? Amusement? Whatever it was, it lasted only a moment before his face returned to its unreadable, stoic mask. "Are you blind?" He asked, his voice deep and smooth, a touch of amusement lacing his words. I tilted my head, narrowing my eyes.