Born Darkly Novels & Stories

Everything went dark. ******

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

No one here knew about my encounter with one of them. - What can I say about them? the dark one was indignant, continuing to look out the window. I knew perfectly well that a training session was taking place in the backyard. In addition to developing the gift, the girls trained endurance, practiced close combat, and someone even learned to fight with swords. Hope I can join them soon. “I call them reverse darks. The first such blond freak was born to Karim Reed. They are not affected by darkness, they painlessly pass it through themselves, moreover, they can drink any dark one with one touch. Catchers have excellent health, they are faster, stronger and more resilient than any person. This

Dark! • • •

before blacking out this is all managed to get in the darkness. . . . . . . . .

The unmistakable glow of gold in the darkness. The Dark Ones had arrived.

this is what this dark room is. My trauma...

Dark bored said. Blake frowned at him. "Do you believe you'll still be alive, Blake?" asked Dark. Blake was amazed and looked at his body lying in bed. The noise from this device was strong, Blake had a bandage on his head, he also had a bandage on his chest. Blake couldn't resist hanging onto his head and chest. Blake turned to Dark, and looked at what he was wearing. Dark is all black, with gloves and a coat. Its elegance was more pronounced in the coat, but the expression on his face was still the same.

Threat materialising from the void beyond reality. The pack felt it immediately. Felt the weight. Felt the hunger. Felt the anger. This Dark was different from Dawn. Colder. Harder. More certain. More convinced that nothing was superior. More determined to prove that existence should be erased. “I am the Second Dark,” it announced. Its voice was ice. Was emptiness. Was absolute conviction. “I have come to correct the First Dark’s mistake. To undo its betrayal. To prove that existence is suffering and nothing is superior. To erase everything and return all consciousness to the perfect peace it should never have left.”

Strong. Not just Alpha scent. Intense. Suffocating. Smelled like burnt wood, rain, danger. Took the medicine... what is this? Kyrian thought. Hand shaking. Reached for water. Too intoxicating. Deep breaths. Air felt heavy. "God, can't faint here," whispered. Vision blurry. "Can't afford that..." Stood up. Fresh air. One step. Two. Luck ran out. Vision went black. THUD. THE CHAOS