Darkness Mal 소설 & 이야기

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

I cut in. “What do you mean?” Delsanra asks. “The key lies within the darkness. What if that is literally the answer? Judah got in. He is a fucking evil bastard. Maybe it’s those who have darkness within them who can open this shit?” I say, each passing moment feeling like years. I need to get to them. “Darkness…” Delsanra says and nods. “My demon side… maybe it will work!” The entire place rumbles again, and I faintly hear an explosion in the distance.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

I immediately answered the phone. "Yes, sir." "Keep a muzzle on your girlfriend. I don't like what she's doing to mine." His tone was cold and deadly. It scared me. Then again, he always scared me. I was terrified of Adam. He was so violent, ruthless, cold-hearted, and bloodthirsty. What disturbed me the most was how he carried himself with great composure and professionalism while around others. He was a real-life version of American Psycho. You never would have thought he had a side that was so dark. I was amazed by how loving he was to Daphnie. That was a completely different side of him I never thought existed. The only downside was that he became even more brutal than he already was whe

That was what would have happened to Aric. Kaelan followed, his sword gleaming as he swung it toward Malakar’s side. But the god only smiled, his black eyes glowing like blackened embers. With another flick of his wrist, Kaelan’s strike was deflected by an unseen force, sending my mate staggering back. "You think your light can defeat me?" Malakar’s voice was a dark melody, low and mocking. "I am the darkness that consumes even the stars. How can you hope to stand against what you cannot see?"

Then, with purpose, I tossed it into the trash can. The sharp, hollow clink of metal hitting the bottom echoed through the quiet night. The wind brushed against me, its chill settling over my skin. I looked out over the night view, where even the dimmest stars held a faint trace of light. Then, I turned and stepped back inside, closing the door behind me. In that moment, I felt a stillness I had never known. Everything in the past had finally fallen with the stars into endless darkness. And ahead of me, there lay countless possibilities that I could explore one by one.

“Fall into the darkness.” I released a powerful mental attack that hit like a real shockwave between us. Malakar’s eyes went wide, the gold in his eyes fading into a dull grey. He didn’t even have time to react. His body went slack, and his head dropped heavily beside me. He wasn’t dead, but the force had overwhelmed his mind—more than his wolf could handle. He would be out for hours, stuck in a deep, empty sleep. I shoved his dead weight off me and scrambled out of the bed, my skin crawling. I didn't look back at him. I snatched a cloak from a nearby chair, wrapping it around my shivering, half-naked body.

Metal crunched. Then—darkness. ---

"Might be a while before the lights come back." Lauren stood by the counter, her heart hammering against her ribs. The darkness felt like a permission slip. "I don't mind the dark, Malachi. It makes things... clearer." Malachi stopped, his dark eyes locking onto hers. He walked toward her, his presence filling the small space until she was backed against the new marble countertop. He didn't touch her, but she could feel the heat radiating off him. "You've been watching me for fourteen days. You think I haven't noticed?"

I said. Immediately, one of the men yanked my hair back and punched me across the face. Blood dripped from my lips. “I’ve been watching you from the shadows, Ethan. You have no idea what kind of game you’re trying to play with the Blackwoods. Watch your back while you still can,” Caspian warned calmly. The calmness in his voice made my stomach churn. It confirmed what I already suspected—the Blackwoods were far worse than they appeared. “I’m not sleeping with Marlene. If I were, I wouldn’t hide it,” I said. His eyes darkened.