When Is Dark Winds On Novels & Stories

I called Arlo to the packhouse immediately and he found me in the office. “What’s going on?” He asked. “I have a private informant. Dad didn’t even know about this one. I’ve just been told that we’re going to be attacked tonight. Two hours after sunset by some pretty heavy hitters.” I said. “Vanessa?” He asked. “No. She was just here to taunt us. These ones are here to hurt us.” I said. “Alright. We have to get the warriors prepared. Do we know which direction they’re coming in?” He asked.

[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.

Laughing in response, Ryder then scoffed, “Good eyes as always, Darkwind… Regardless, I don’t have the time to waste on you today. I just want to get rid of that useless cr*p of a sect and take my revenge. I have no business with you, so just stand aside!” “Hold it. I’m a follower of Mr. Crawford as well, and if you want to fight Lyndon, you’ll have to get through me first!” retorted Darkwind who was already activating his palm’s power. “You’re hopeless! Fine, I’ll just kill all of you, then! Once you’re dead, I’m sure that b*stard will finally reveal himself! He’ll join you in hell soon enough!”

I felt dirty already, just thinking about it. At 5:20 PM, I put on a different shirt, something plain, trying not to think about why. My hands trembled as I walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind me. The walk to the Dovewood mansion felt longer than usual, the air cold against my skin even though it was a mild afternoon.

They held my funeral on a drizzly day. Francis stood by the grave, decked out in a black suit, black umbrella in hand, his face a mask of nothing. The casket was sealed tight. After a fall from the 18th floor, there was not much left to show, and not even the mortician could work miracles. Nora was at his side in a black dress, her sobs barely a whisper. Bernard loomed nearby, his expression dark as storm clouds. The rest of the clans had shown up, pretending to grieve, but really, they were all watching to see if the Davis family would crumble, if Francis would break.

"Under the same night sky, we find solace in the stars." ~Unknown The weather was absolutely stunning, with the rain ceasing and the sky adorned with clouds. A pleasant buzz filled the atmosphere. It was already late at night, around ten o'clock, as Luna Jackson strolled through the lawn, donning a light blue shirt with her long, silky hair cascading freely. She anxiously awaited the return of her father, who had been away on a business trip abroad for several days.

I stated. “Well we also wanted to ask when the fixed date for the Darkwood annual entrance final examination will be held?” Kai, another Darkwood elder, asked. “Well it will be held next month as usual, as long as no unnecessary problems or surprises come up,” I said with a stern voice as I stared at them. They all nodded in agreement, it seems they got the message. “Also, this time a few blades would be invited just to the after party to show our bond in this union, we can't let others think we are still at war and don't worry we are not holding here this time.”

“Most of the students probably already knew about this, but we are going to hold our annual Triad’s Tournament next.” Waves of cheers echoed across the entire room. It was so loud that it woke up Ignis, who was asleep for the entire duration of the class. “If you have any questions, please head to the announcement board. The tournament’s details should’ve been posted there as of now. Now, is there anything else I need to say… I guess that’s it. Good day, everyone.” Darkwind smiled at everyone before she stepped outside the room and vanished behind the waterfall door. The cheers grew even more violent as soon as Professor Darkwind left. Everyone was evidently excited about the upcoming event

Ryder growled lowly. “Are we still….” “Yes!” Ryder cut in rudely. “I want every single pack member of dark moon, men and women, old and young, from the teenagers to the pups.. I want them all dead! Got it?” “Yes, your Majesty!” his soldiers answered readily. “Attack!!” he roared. His soldiers charged towards the pack, destroying everything and anything standing in their ways. >><< Meanwhile, there’s a big event going on in dark moon, today’s the mating moon day: the day every unmated wolf who’s past twenty-five and still haven’t found his or her mate, who come out and choice a mate from other unmated wolves too.