10 Years Inner Darkness Novels & Stories

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

Die from his dark secrets, die from his sins, die in such a terrible way that inflects no injuries on the body. No one has even been able to break away from their inner demons. But this man was different, he managed to defeat his inner demons and escape from the fog. Or did he really? Harvey suspected. There was another way to break through the fog, the same way he himself did when he first encountered the fog. Till this day, Harvey had to admit, that he himself never gotten rid of let go of his hatred. That was his inner demons that plagued him for years. And Jacinda knows of it and used it to her own advantage.

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

The entire incident was a trap set up by Vivian and her father from the very beginning! It was only then that Alexander realized he had wronged me for six whole years! All he had shown me was indifference and hostility during the six years we had lived together! If he had made the effort to investigate just once, he would've known I was innocent, but he never did. Immense regret, anger, and sorrow overwhelmed Alexander like a huge wave. In a fit of rage, he ordered Vivian and her father to be thrown straight into the dungeon. The shame brought by the truth almost crushed him.

“Yes, we will die. Yes, everything ends. But the time between birth and death? That time matters. That time is everything.” “Is it? You spent ten years as the seal. Ten years of suffering. Ten years fading. What did that time give you? What meaning did you find in endless pain?” The First Dark’s presence wrapped around us tighter. Not threatening. Just emphasising the point. “I watched you. Watched you beg to fade completely. Watched you pray for the mercy of non-existence. You know suffering. You know the weight of forever. So why lie now? Why pretend existence is beautiful when you know it is torture?” The words hurt because they touched the truth. We did beg to fade. I didn't want the suf

A pair of arms wrapped around me, and I instantly settled into the familiar embrace as both of us watched the sun set over our kingdom. I couldn’t help the squeal of delight that escaped my mouth. I had finally completed my book, 1001 Dark Tales. The look on my editor’s face was one of disbelief when I announced I was stopping all other books to focus solely on that one. I guess writing 1001 Dark Tales takes a long time, four years to be exact. Still, I had written enough books with the help of my quill that I had more than a steady income.

Willow directed them to her previous board where she was staying before shuffling around Reagan's other hideouts. Thankfully, it is still intact and no one came sniffing around. Willow took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower and get rid of the blood on her body. She feels dirty. It's as if the blood has absorbed into her pores. With each passing day, she is committing new sins. She is walking far from what she is. Before also she used to murder, kill. But then it was swift and not playing around. Now, she is torturing people with a cool precision that makes her shiver. She never knew she was dark inside. And this darkness is seeping out of her, pouring out with each pass

"YOU ARE A BITCH AND A GUMBLER!" Upon hearing those words, Morana fell silent, she even forgot to breathe. Those words were like a key to open Pandora's box that she had buried in her heart for a long time. Throwing it away to a remote corner of her mind so she can't find those memories again. This is one of the reasons why Morana almost committed suicide two months ago. Because she visited the house that resurrected her past memories, because she visited the darkest part of her life, finding her own shadow in that house.

Reuel commented as he fixed his gaze on his prey while Azael continued to monitor the situation outside the room. “Master Reuel, I...” Howard trembled in fright. Words failed him at such a critical moment and he gulped as he waited for his death sentence. “What? Cat got your tongue?” Reuel sneered, his eyes cold and emotionless. “What happened to your fear when you issued membership to Boris Green? Didn’t you know he wasn’t someone who’d ever be allowed in this part of the club?” “I’m so sorry, Master.” Howard kneeled immediately as he begged for mercy. “I became greedy for a moment and...”

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.