A Dark Night Story Novels & Stories

Alone. In this dark.

A little girl in a room. She walked slowly in the pitch dark. Then, the little girl turned on the light to illuminate the place. At that moment, the little girl saw something flowing near her feet. She was immediately shocked when she saw the blood flowing towards her. The little girl immediately screamed while fear enveloped her tiny body. “AHH!!!” A girl who fell asleep on her bed alone, she screamed in fear and immediately opened her eyes and woke up from her sleep. Then, the girl sat on her bed holding the blanket that covered her whole body.

Olson Embers: A Collection of Dark Fiction by Kenneth W. Cain Visions of the Mutant Rain Forest, by Bruce Boston and Robert Frazier Tribulations by Richard Thomas Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast by Jonathan Winn Flowers in a Dumpster by Mark Allan Gunnells The Dark at the End of the Tunnel by Taylor Grant Through a Mirror, Darkly by Kevin Lucia Things Slip Through by Kevin Lucia Where You Live by Gary McMahon Tricks, Mischief and Mayhem by Daniel I. Russell

“Elena. If this is suspicious, and it is, I am emotionally contractually obligated to be there so you don’t accidentally walk into your own downfall.” “That is not a real contract.” “It is in my heart.” I couldn’t help it and laughed. “Fine,” I said. “You can wait outside.” She narrowed her eyes. “Inside proximity is safer.” “Outside proximity is normal.” “Inside proximity is supportive.” “You’re just nosy.” “Also true.” By the time evening came, I felt even more uneasy. The sky had fully darkened now. West Hall stood at the edge of campus like it had been forgotten. The lights around it were dimmer than the others, like even the building didn’t want attention.

♠️ ETHAN ♠️ The warehouse smelled like rust and damp concrete, old oil, and now, the sharp tang of blood. We’d dragged Brandon to one of Dre’s safe spots on the outskirts of the city—a forgotten industrial shell where screams didn’t echo far. He was tied to a metal chair in the center, wrists raw from the zip ties, head lolling from the punch I’d given him earlier. Dre flipped on the single hanging bulb, casting harsh shadows across Brandon’s face. He stirred, groaning, eyes fluttering open to the nightmare.

Without needing to say anything else, and Romera holstering her weapon, they leave the underground containment holdings. On the surface, Gardax and Lard wait patiently. The two patrols that walked around the plantation had their throats slit and lay waist on the ground. Their blood drains from their bodies and coats the wheat that grows in their fields. With no one on the plantation other than the crew and the people liberated. The barrier that once provided the illusion of nothing has been taken down. The cubes that made the spell possible are back into Lard’s bag which is hanging tight next to him on the table that he sits on. In one of his hands is a book that he is reading. One is labele

Roo and Fernández looked at each other. “The Major gave his word, did he? And how do you know the Major’ll leave us alone, Carl?” asked Roo quietly. The phone was silent for a moment. “It’s still dark out,” said Roo. “Those undead things—all the ghoulies and ghosties and zonbis—all work a lot better in the dark, don’t they, Gallow?” Even with his ears as bad as they are, Roo heard Gallow swallow, making the speaker crackle again. “Yeah, don’t answer that. I’ve been studying this shit for decades, man,” said Roo. “These . . . things . . . are creatures of the night, of the dark. They don’t like the sun very much.”

“ listen well and listen with your minds open. A night shall come when we would be in darkness for ages. The time lurks near and closer children, and it is no joke," Larkin said, her voice bold in an intimidatingly creepy and fear instilling way, her eyes wide as they stared from the children's faces to faces " a hundred years ago, when your mothers and fathers were but pups, when the bushes told tales to the ones you who listened well, a disastrous event happened. The night called the 'blood night'. It was a night never seen before. A night of total blackness, a night when hell froze over, a night which lasted for many Winters until werewolves couldn't shift and had to starve for many many

In the initial announcements, the organizers only mentioned the 5 most basic prizes, the potential prizes were not mentioned, could this award be added right away? But now that doesn't matter anymore. Tinh Ngoc carefully read every word on the information board, until seeing her name appear there, Tinh Ngoc thought she was dreaming. Turns out her passion has been recognized and paid off? Her work is called "darkness", on the whole the work is covered with a dark color. However, in that endless darkness, in that dark vicious circle, there is still a ray of light that carries a powerful force, illuminating the whole space. Those dark shadows represent her uncertainty and uncertainty when she r

He leaned forward and looked at me with concern. "Can you tell me about the nightmares, please?" He asked, and I nodded and looked away, trying to blink the tears that threatened to fall. "Darkness, William, literal darkness. When Dinah told us about the darkness that will be upon us, she was talking about a total blackout. No sunlight." I said, sounding frantic, and he looked at me, confused.