Novel & Cerita World Of Darkness Novels

“I am not the only Dark. Not the only thing that existed before something. There are others. Many others. Scattered through the void beyond reality. Sleeping. Waiting. Watching. And they know what I chose. Now I joined existence. Know I betrayed nothing. And they are angry. They are furious. They are coming.” “How many?” Sera asked. Her voice was steady but her face was pale. “How many Darks exist? How many forces want to erase us? How many threats are coming?” “Seven. There are seven Darks total. I am the First. The original. The strongest. But six others exist. Second through Seventh. Each one is powerful. Each one is convinced that nothing is better. Each one is capable of erasing everyth

"What do you mean?" Sonia looked at Jason, her voice hoarse but clear. "Natalie stole the Black Book of Eldros... from one of the oldest witch tribes that once lived in the far north." Patrick's brows furrowed. "Eldros? I thought they were wiped out decades ago." "They were," Sonia said slowly. "But some of their relics remained hidden... scattered... guarded by bloodline protectors. The book was never meant to be touched again. It contains spells of pain, war, and death. Even I was forbidden to learn them."

I asked, making no effort to hide my confusion. “The Dark realm consists of nine pillars. The Vampires, The See-brids, The Shadowers, The PantherBrids, The Evens, The Rogue-brids, and three others.” She paused, and a downcast expression masked her face. I leaned properly on the chair, and listened with rapt attention. My anger and hurt was momentarily forgotten. This was the closest I'd come to knowing about the drama I'd been plunged into.

I cautiously ask. She shakes her head, “Thousands of years ago the world was plunged into darkness. It was just chaos and destruction brought on by the God, Jartre. His anger and sadness possessed him and nearly destroyed the world,” she says as she walks over to a bookcase grabbing a small chest from the shelf and taking it to her desk. "And they call women emotional," I roll my eyes, much to Isolde's amusement. “Wait, are you talking about the Dark Ages?”

Vanilla slowly crawled into the bed and laid stifly, seeing this, Darkness pulled her my the waist and drew her to him. She froze, keeping her eyes tightly shut as if it would protect her from what Darkness wouldn't do. Vanilla made sure to lay on the bed, preparing herself in case Darkness decided to make a move in the middle of the night. At some point, Vanilla could barely keep her eyes open ans she gave in to sleep, Darkness on the other hand could barely breathe without feeling his cock move, begging to have her, but he had spoken. It the first time in his life that Darkness hated himself for being a man of his world. His little White was right there, but he couldn't have her.

Why me? He is a man of darkness, there are no feelings in his world, no will, no consent, no love, no respect and no kindness. He would use me, ruin me the way he wants, play with me as he desires and I can't do anything. I can't do anything at all. Once he is done with me then he will discard me like trash. I can't be saved from his wicked tortures and games. He is a psycho and everyone knows that. My world shattered!

“Every time Eos was reborn… every time she awakened her Twiceborn… the world changed. It meant something was coming.” “Coming?” I repeat. “Something she was reborn to stop,” he says. “Something the Dawn mother always stands against.” My stomach drops. Parker’s jaw tightens. “What kind of something?” Ronnie swallows. “It says… in every cycle, the darkness grows first.” A chill brushes down my spine, and the room seems to dim. Through the window, I see some of the Twiceborn lift their heads in perfect unison, sensing the shift, and deep in my chest, something old and bright and terrifying unfurls like a sunrise preparing to fight the night.

Reina continued, "Well, when a human dies, his soul travels to the underworld. That much we know. However, a darkling's soul doesn't do the same. It appears to vanish out of thin air. What if it doesn't vanish at all? Instead, Moros collects it and uses it to strengthen himself. Daemons feast on spirits, but of course, souls from the underworld are off-limits as they all belong to Hades. That’s the only logical assumption." "It can't be," gasped Noah. "What's wrong, Noah?" worried Maura. "I know what he's trying to do," replied Noah. "Care to enlighten?" scoffed Erika. "Remember how we planned to save Elpis before? We gathered the darkness and sins among mankind to open a portal to Tartarus

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

Whilst it was not meant for me, why, I couldn’t help but wonder the delinquency I may have taken part in with all this. After all… I, Niklaus Deveruax, is the eldest of the Deveraux cousins. Not only am I the first ever vampire to exist, but also the first vampire that had the power of three powerful supernatural forces combined - a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf.