Wanted Devouring Darkness World Quest Novels & Stories

It was our burden to bear, but no one knew where the blight first started. "How rude! They could at least have complimented me on them," She huffed a laugh and draped the torn skirt around her shoulders, covering her exposed breasts to the midday sun. "So, this is going to be a long walk," We couldn't jump into or close to the Tenebris territory. Wards heavily blocked the way, seeing as we were not the only ones who had the talent. Fae, vampires, and witches also possessed the trait, making it almost impossible to fast travel between different clans.

The last time someone told me I was special, it had led to years of pain and a curse. "The shadow creatures are feeding on the dying magic of the forest, yes," Clovis continued, her eyes fixed on something beyond my comprehension. "But their true purpose is to find the wellspring of the Mother's power…the last remaining core of pure creation magic on this earth. And if they succeed, they will unleash a darkness that will consume all realms." "And you think... you think I can stop them?" I asked, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "I'm just a scarred wolf who can cry on wounds and make them disappear. I can barely fight."

"You were chosen by virtue of your rare power and immaculateness of heart. The prophecy talks of an incredible darkness seeking to expend the world, a darkness that can be crushed by the combined quality of love and solidarity." Marcus leaned forward, his expression serious. "But what is this darkness? How can we stop it?" The ancient lady murmured, her eyes filled with distress. "The darkness is an old vicious, one that has been sneaking within the shadows for centuries. It looks to degenerate and crush, the bonds that hold our world together. It is cunning and merciless, and it'll halt at nothing to realize its objective." Clara felt a chill run down her spine. "How do we fight something l

"You can never destroy something you don't comprehend. You've only ever been a servant to your hunger. Your revenge, your fury. it will devour you. Vosvak's lips twisted into a smile, dark and unwholesome. "Then let it. Let it destroy me. But I will burn this world. You. and all the others. will bow to me." Darkness around him seemed to intensify in retaliation, whirlpooling more rapidly, building power like an amassing tempest. His shape congealed once more, more frightful than before, his eyes burning with otherworldly fire. "And you, Miyal, will be the first to bow."

", she begged. Maria started crying, Arthur sighed and sat down. "Do you remember the last time someone was sacrificed? It was Lachlan and he never came back. I'm afrthat it'll be too late if we don't act soon", Arthur cried. "Yes, I remember but don't act so recklessly. Let's talk about it tomorrow", Maria inhaled. "I hope it won't be too late", Arthur wished. Both went to ned but neither of them could sleep. Soon, the sun came out and shone all its light to the peeople submerged in darkness, to Esmeray and her parents.

I echoed, my mind reeling with disbelief. The figure nodded solemnly. "Yes. You have been chosen to undertake a quest of great importance." Alex stepped forward, his expression resolute. "What quest?" The figure's gaze lingered on each of us in turn. "You must journey to the Forbidden City and retrieve the Amulet of Ages," they explained. "It is the only thing that can save this realm from darkness." Sophia's eyes widened with understanding. "And if we fail?" The figure's voice grew somber. "Then this realm will be plunged into eternal shadow, and all hope will be lost."

Talismans and amulets, pulsating with forbidden energies, hung from their necks, granting them enhanced speed, strength, and resilience. As the moon slowly descended from its zenith, the Black Wolves dispersed into the depths of the forest, their eerie whispers blending with the rustle of leaves. They set their plan into motion, ready to seize the pivotal role of Daphne, the unsuspecting catalyst in their malevolent quest for power. Darkness shrouded the forest, and the Black Wolves, now shifting into their true demonic forms, awaited the arrival of their prey, their hearts consumed by the anticipation of an imminent victory that would herald the nation's demise.

"Then your tongue will become paralyzed. You can't even scream." "W-Wha...d-do...wan-nt f-from m-me?" She tried to grab something but failed to do so. Her body is not cooperating. "Want from you? I don't want anything from you. I want you, you! Ariz Jones. Do you understand?" He laughed maniacally. "Isn't it sweet? I'm like a prince searching for a princess and now that I found the one. I'll take you back to the kingdom of pain and sorrow! You'll love it there Ariz!" He leaned close to her ear and whispers. "You will end everything for me. Don't worry I won't kill you ... not yet."

Dominic kneels beside me, his presence a steady presence in the darkness, and for a moment, I find solace in his proximity. We both know why we're here—to conceal me, weakened and vulnerable, from the prying eyes of the pack. It's a necessary precaution, one that could mean the difference between life and death in the treacherous world we inhabit. But even as I struggle to regain my strength, I cannot shake the feeling of unease that gnaws at the edges of my consciousness. Dominic's gaze is sharp, his eyes filled with concern and something else—something I can’t translate. Wolf’s bane is poisonous to Wyres, a reminder of the curse that haunts our kind, and yet I took it willingly, knowing th

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.