Romans & histoires Dark Stiles

They were afraid of what was in the cave. Just when the dragon was several yards away, Prince Martin did the first move. Tall, sharp stones rose from the land consecutively, aiming for the enemy. But the dragon was almost as fast as light when he dodged all those attacks. Prince Evan released a black smoke that formed a long whip. He then leaped towards a stone at the right side of the cave and lashed his long whip towards the dragon. The dragon didn't dodge or even try this time. Instead, he let the whip hit his left wing, and when it did, a blue electric light ran towards the whip. It happened too fast, the next moment, I just heard a loud curse from Prince Evan and saw him fell from the h

So when Stiles looked at me, I bowed to show I was sorry. I wouldn't lie, there are a lot of reasons why Damion and I dislike Stiles. There was a story that was told that his mother is a direct descendant of the moon goddess. This gave him exceptional power. Instead of normal Beta eyes, he will show the moon colour whenever he's trying to use his rank or show his powers. If he had been an Alpha blood, he would have been so fearful. Another thing aside from his good looks, is that he also has the ability to become an Alpha, start a pack or hijack one. The dead Alpha has always warned us to be very careful about him and his family. He wouldn't even let his father perform the full duty of the B

The storm in his eyes was dangerous and deadly. “ Aleister Anasazi. He came. ” Dustin shifted his attention to me as if I needed to know this more than anyone. I didn’t get the chance to respond to that. The lights in the Great Hall dulled and dimmed and went out. An eerie darkness consumed the space first. Screams followed. My voice was among the many that were screaming. The intense pain I had felt while marking Tyson was nothing compared to the scorching heat I felt now. It was like fire was licking at my brain, trickling alongside my blood and spreading to every inch of my skull.

Victoria didn’t handle failure well; she would blame me, and that blame would fall on my mother’s shoulders. And then there was the secret I held. I knew he was talking drugs. If I reported that to Mrs.Victoria, she would be ecstatic. She would praise me. I headed out to the main compound to clear my head, and then i saw him—Mr. Sterling. The old man was in the garden, struggling with a pair of shears. His hands were shaking, and he was hacking at a beautiful hedge with jagged, uneven strokes. "Sir, let me help you with that," I said, stepping forward.

"I think I can manage that. In fact, I know a place in the lower district that serves the absolute worst stew in the kingdom." "Perfect," she smiled, her hand lingering on his. "It's a date." While hope blossomed in the heart of Blackthorn, the shadows at the edge of the world continued to lengthen. A hundred miles away, deep within the treacherous, fog-shrouded neutral territories, Duke Lucien Blackthorn guided his horse up a steep, rocky path. He reached the crest of a hill, looking down into a hidden valley where a massive camp had been established.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

cried Mars, in a voice that frightened everyone, as his black veins reappeared and his lenses became very dark. But Darkle, not afraid, held his hand to do their job, they pulled out an old woman who was terrified Mars' eyes became red and black as he stared at his frightened companion Can he face an entire herd? “I am ready to kill your flock one by one for my companion, and you are the first, do you know this?” With a hiss, he said, taking slow steps towards Darkle, who was staring at him coldly

I bent on my knees, took the pill and drank the juice - the choice of flavour left me stunned, it was my favourite mango juice. I got up and walked down the stairs, the bed area was separated from the other part of the room. The room’s theme was grey, black with a little touch of white somehow eternal. Must have had a rich chick on my plate - I thought and smiled but this smile changed into fear real quick by the one man who’s been ruling my mind. I wiped him off and continued to walk downstairs. As I was about to step down from the last stair, my lower abdomen hurt as somebody stabbed me there, I wrapped my arms around it and my eyes escaped those tears which were warning me to fall back th

Content and excited, she settled back in her seat, enjoying the smooth ride. “Are we going back to the woods?” she asked. “No, I’m taking you to my house. It’s safer there for now.” Another flutter. They were out of the school district and heading toward a part of Grayston Georgia never saw often. It was known as Gray Heights and was where the fancier people lived so she’d never had any cause to venture this way before. Hayden was about to say something else when his face suddenly contorted. His body seemed to stiffen and his breathing grew heavier while his eyes began to flash darkly. Georgia stared at him, suddenly afraid as she felt a mixture of rage and terror emanating from him.