The Lord Of Darkness Novels & Stories

Rendering him momentarily blind. Darkous blinked rapidly, absorbing the strange liquid into his mechanical white eyes as he repeated his animalistic snarl, forcing himself not to attack the king of hell. His control over the soulless creature within his began to fail, launching the psychopathic lord into action and he violently shoved the creature back, creating an unseen blockade within his conscious mind.

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

he says the name again spreading his hands, “He is the end of creation, the one true darkness! One that immensely surpasses the devil in power and is born of the darkness and not corrupt. All Hail Mozaad!” Darts to Mukura and grabs her by the neck, fly with her into the sky and throw her back down to the ground and lands with force on the ground shaking the earth. “I have to thank you, Mukura, for such an opportunity that led me to the great revelation of true evil and darkness! The dark god is truly something and his power is unrivalled and once you open the portal for him to enter into this universe it will be the end of everything!” Mukura gets up off the ground, “We cannot have that now,

But nevertheless, there is a part of her, a not insubstantial part that cannot help but reel in disbelief and horror, that her parents could have truly bartered her off to Lord Brendan, the Shadowed Beast. Lord Brendan was "gifted" with the most horrifying, frightening - monstrous – power to ever obtain by anyone. He who rules over the darkness, over the shadows, wraiths, and those nightmares of which human fears are made. Lord Brendan, who had been cast out by his own House and kingdom as an abomination, who they say is the most terrifying existence in all the land. Existence, they say 'not man' because no one has ever referred to him as a man.

Saying it, he stood up and walked near the cage with his eyes locked at Crystal. Giving her a smirk, he said, "I am shadow, the lord of darkness!" Crystal was surprised after hearing him. Lord of darkness? Shadow? What's that? "Do you know why I am the lord of darkness? Because I turn life dark like nightmares of the people whom I dearly love and you know what? I love your husband, as well as you two!" He said, leaving Crystal startled. "So you abducted us because of Ramos? So an enemy of my husband?" Crystal asked and smirked when he raised his eyebrows after hearing her straight question.

"Get me out of here, father! I will wreck the humans you so adore so much! I will rain hell fire on each home! Starting from their newborns who can't defend themselves, just like you did to my first fruit! My dark princess!" Clawing on everything on sight as the red glow of my eyes melted the walls ahead, the gates of hell slamming shut filtered into my ears. "Every possible way is what I will find to make the humans shed blood instead of tears of joy. My demons shall find a way to get there and possess them through me!" As several items like chairs, tables and a few more, crashed to the ground, one by one, as I descended slowly. "I am Lucifer morningstar. The only true lord of darkness! I'l

As if she heard my inner perverted thoughts of her, Lyra looks up and smirks at me. This woman; my woman was made to sin, the twitch in my pants as me turning away the last thing I needed was a fucking bonner in front of our men. Lyra winks at me and licks her lips, and all I can think of is sticking my dick between they plump red naughty lips of hers; my Princess of darkness.

"Back then, even the Watchers dared not speak his name. She is not just a killer... she is a punishment." "She is more than that," the black-robed figure whispered, his voice turning almost ecstatic. "He is the first shadow, a form of pure darkness before there was light. He saw... and he waited. And now, she is hungry." Then from the hole, a claw emerged. Long, black as metal baked in the darkness, with joints that bent improperly. The claws dug into the edge of the altar, leaving cracks as the creature began to pull itself out.

I was certain that he would not tell his mother of my unfaithfulness to her and the secret daughter that had been hidden away from her all of these years. “I will be, keep an eye on that slutty omega Elora. She is nothing but trouble that one.” I told him to which he looked slightly surprised but did not challenge my request. Being alpha meant what I said went. I was the leader of the pack. He closed the door behind him and my luna came stomping into the room with a look of thunder on her tired face. She still had it, even after these years and has given birth. Her body was to die for. My wolf still went crazy insane when she was near.

There had been a recent killing in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm had clashed with rogue werewolves, who slaughtered every vampire in the area. Now, the land remained barren, littered with blood and decaying bones. Carlos relayed this news, looking at the Primus seated on the throne. King Draven's eyes were dark—bloody dark—with no sign of a white or colored pupil. His jet-black hair accentuated the sharp curves of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a blade capable of slicing through stone. His full, crimson lips made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin incarnate, a being the moon goddes