Darkest Power – The Dark Ones Saga Read Online Rachel Van Dyken

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:

Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)

What happens when an ancient god is thrust into modern-day life? Find out in #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken’s newest paranormal romance.

"...Eventually, the worship of Horus stopped. For the favored god had finally turned his back on his people—and disappeared.

Until now…"

What's the god of the sky and war supposed to do when I’m stuck in modern-day Seattle with a team of immortals who've dropped me right in the middle of a battle between good and evil?

I move in with Tarek, a werewolf, in an effort to join society and learn about modern times. Then I start my own TikTok and go to my brother’s bar to watch the ridiculous humans attempt to fall in love over and over again.

Listen, I’ve already done my part in saving the world from a catastrophe a month ago—which is how I found myself in this very seat at the bar, stuck in a time that's no longer my own.

I’m bored out of my mind until I start bartending at Sin and am forced to train the new hire—Evi. She's clumsy, shows up late to all of her shifts, constantly has it out for me, and doesn't sleep. Ever. Which would make her a great asset, except as the full moon gets closer, she gets harder to control.

When I find out the truth behind her identity, I know I must go down into the Abyss—to the immortals’ greatest enemy—to help her ascend. If she doesn't, she'll lose an eternity's worth of immortality and pitch the world into chaos. And yes, going to my friends’ enemy is wrong, but I'll stop at nothing to save her.

Even if it means she dies at my hands.

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“And the god of war and sky will rise again, time holds no presence for the morning and evening star, for his eyes see all, beginning and the end. For serving the people well and overthrowing Osiris, he was brought gifts by the gods. One by one each presented him with something timeless, including an amulet made from the power of the moon. Whenever there was a full moon, the light from the sky would glow across his ancient temple, until around 385BC when the moons became less and less frequent, only appearing three times a year. People took it as a sign that Horus was displeased, so they worshipped him more and more in an attempt to temper his anger, but nothing worked. Eventually, the worship of Horus stopped. For the favored god had finally turned his back on his people—and disappeared.”

Until now…





Kazoku to wa, “aru” mono de wa naku, te o kakete “hagukumu” mono desu

Family is not something that is “there,” but something that is “fostered” with care and time.

~Shigeaki Hinohara, Japanese physician


Present Day Downtown Seattle, Soul Nightclub

“This is so pointless.” I look around at all the moving sweaty human bodies; back and forth, the women move their hips and hold their hands over their heads, one starts to clap like she’s proud of herself. Do I clap too? Even though it’s painful to watch? A man approaches her and grabs her ass. I shake my head. He has to know that won’t go over well. “Here comes the slap.”

I nearly spew out my beer when she punches him in the face, and he falls to the ground groaning. “More! More!” I cheer.

Tarek, my roommate, the bar manager, and a werewolf tosses one of the bar rags at me. “You know most people come here to dance and party, not to watch people get beat up.”

I turn to him and smirk; he’s wearing a black shirt that says bite me and has his shaggy brown hair pulled into one of those weird buns on his head that women seem to go crazy for. One time a girl asked if she could pull it; no idea why. “It’s much like war, is it not?”

His pain-filled stare says it all, then he mutters, “You have no idea.”

“Oh, I have ideas.” I roll my eyes. “I’ve been studying the net.”


“That’s what I said.” I wave my phone screen at him. “Plus, I’m on TikTok. Did you know there’s an idiot who thinks he’s a time traveler? As if he knows anything about the advanced concept that is time.” Are all humans in this day and age dumber than when I existed? It feels like it.

Tarek grabs my phone. “Let me see—holy shit, how do you have a million followers already? You’ve been here a month—oh.” He hands me back my phone. “That makes more sense.”

“My name, Horus, god of sky? I’ll just keep posting, and they’ll keep worshipping.”

Tarek bursts out laughing, tears form in his eyes, he holds up a hand. “Hold on, I need a minute.” He laughs harder. “For a god, you’re an idiot.”