10 Years Inner Darkness Novels & Stories

I'm Seo-yeon Lee, an extraordinary twenty-two years old university student. Now, how do I begin? The dark truth about me. I was just at the tender age of sixteen years old when I hurt my friend or in other words, killed my friend. It was night, a dark night, a never ending night. I was afraid of myself. I couldn't believe in myself. I debated with myself for quite a very long time that whether all of these was true. Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth.

Chapter 1 Every day was the same for Ariz Jones. School, part time work and twice a week she meets up with the irregulars of Nobel Paranormal Investigation. Sometimes when he's not busy, Ranka Taniyama the NPI Japanese resident monk or Ran for short teaches Ariz something about exorcisms and some warding spells.

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

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.

And from within that impossible darkness. A single human hand slowly reached out. Thomas's warning echoed through the chamber. "RUN!" The word had barely left the glowing echo when the black light pouring from the Tenth Door exploded outward. It wasn't fire. It wasn't smoke. It was darkness made solid. The strange shadow spread across the polished stone floor like liquid ink, swallowing the golden light inch by inch. Wherever it passed, the ancient carvings around the Keeper's Clock faded, as if centuries of history were being erased before Adrian's eyes.

Bri The land sheltered me as if it were a sentient thing, its energy closing in around my darkness. The music faded and wispy bright forms appeared in my mind's eye. “Brianna,” their voices echoed. “we’ve been waiting for you, remember the light always consumes the shadows. You are the light in the darkest places, Love is as beautiful as it is vengeful, love is kind as it is destructive. I found my inner voice mute to respond “Listen,” the voices echoed as the talons of dark things clawed searching. I buried the light so deep I wasn’t sure if I could find it again. The voices repeated and faded into oblivion. I suppressed a scream as the claws raked into my darkness through the territory’s

Pecking her lips and resting my forehead against hers, I tenderly caressed her cheek, trying to ease the stinging emotions I could feel through the bond. “I have been able to keep that part of me away from you for 10 years. Even once we mated, I have never exposed you to the darkness that lingers in the deepest corners of my mind. That’s why I need my Little Doll, Em. Echo is the only one who can consume the darkness that lives within me. Ever since she came to this pack, Raze, and I have been drawn to her.” I close my eyes when Embry scoffs, reminding myself to be patient and ignore it.

It was the only every moment when I saw him feel his presence when no one else did. “Sometimes I am so afraid of this darkness, but sometimes this darkness seems like an important and inner part of me. Bad dreams are better than no dreams...at least they tell you what you're afraid of knowing.” I unknowingly said... “No honey darkness only points towards evil, and you're far away from evilness but promise me one thing sweetheart that you will never let this darkness to dominate you... Just find your inner light and make it your biggest strength... By the way... Happy Birthday, my dear daughter !!! You are 18 now love... I thought you were asleep but what are you doing here ??”

A deep voice echoed into the darkness and said, “Invictus, you are no longer the Lord of the Beasts. Your sins had tripled for over centuries, and now your destiny is to suffer for eternity and pay for your sins. Repent. Repent. Repent.” As a tiny, powerless creature, all he could do is nothing but accept his fate. To live alone in the darkness and the deafening silence, or just what he thought because the silence filled with his cries of mental torment. He let out a shrill of agony as images of his past about his wrongdoings, all the soul he took, and all the humans he turned into beasts kept flashing back in his head nonstop. No one could understand his inner torment, which is the worst fr

His eyes were nothing but endless pits rimmed with crimson, leaking trails of inky shadow. Darkness clung to him like armor. His hands crackled with it, curling tendrils weaving through his fingers. And though his jaw still held that familiar sneer, it looked wrong, almost distorted, as if the corruption itself was pulling his features taut. I forced the words out, rough in my throat. “You look terrible, Ryker.” My claws withdrew from Jacob, who slid away, forgotten for the moment. “That darkness is eating you alive from the inside. You need help.”