Void Blade Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

I could sense her lurking around me even if she wasn't there physically. However, at the moment, I cannot feel her inside of my soul. She is there. But she is weak; very weak. I can feel her withering away faster than before. The cure did not work. She is dying. Triggered by the confirmation, I rise off the bed before anyone can catch onto my intentions. With a flick of my wrist, I summon the darkness; extracting it from the sky. The darkness in the form of a sharp blade materializes in my right hand. In a swift movement, I catch hold of the front of Greed’s shirt in my other hand. The fine fabric bunches as I press the blade of darkness to Greed’s throat. I am consumed by the darkness withi

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

She had once been the feared Queen of Witches, until the werewolves destroyed everything she had built and left her to die. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer a queen but a powerless werewolf. Stripped of her magic, her position, and the life she had once known, she was forced to survive among the very people responsible for her downfall. Then there was the man who had led the massacre. He claimed she was his mate and wanted her as his Luna. She would gladly accept it.

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

" The lady said looking towards the smiling face of Ryan in the news and sipped her black coffee leisurely. Damon looked towards the lady and rolled his eyes in annoyance. "This bitch, will be not going to do anything. I need to do something otherwise that Ryan will surely win, one day," he thought and walked out of the room. "Ryan it was the last happy days of your life. Be happy and healthy, after these days you will never be at ease. I will even never let you sleep peacefully after that. You snatched my everything now it's your turn to give up on your everything. You are the reason for your own destruction Ryan. Count your happy days!"

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

Neron said. " No, No Neron...Akron is a moron and I know that, I just can't waste my Omnipotent time dealing with a puppet like him, I could just erase him from Existence right now but it won't be fun, I need to have fun " Derek said and he giggled. " What are you up to Derek? " Neron asked. " The Dark Blade of Light has been an Immortal slayer all this while, It can awaken dark and light beings from their slumbers with ease, I am Omnipotent right? I am just like the Creator but not like him Really "

My blade pressed against his throat, the shadows wrapping around his body like serpents. The pack froze. Derrick went still, his breath harsh. “Yield,” I whispered. He laughed, low and broken. “You don’t have the heart.” I leaned closer, my voice like ice. “You’re right. I lost that the night you shattered it.” Then I slashed—not deep enough to kill, but enough to mark him, blood spilling in a crimson arc across the dirt. The shadows recoiled back into me as I stepped away. “Next time,” I said, eyes glowing faintly, “I don’t miss.”

Ina had been born. The club lived. A universe of light and darkness, where sin ran rampant, and secrets were exchanged under bass beats. Music thudded off walls like a pulse, neon illuminating a dangerous sheen on bodies in motion to the rhythm of the night. Ina came, the heel of her shoe clicking against marble, and eyes following involuntarily without so much as a thought. Power. Freedom. Danger. She breathed it all. Tonight, she was not Lily. Tonight, she was better. She was unbeatable.

The blade settled at my throat—light as dawn on skin—and I saw the world behind her eyes: grief… justice… finality. And then—everything goes dark.