A River In Darkness Novels & Stories

Then: "Show me where the sixth point is." --- The river at night is a different thing from the river at any other hour. It is wider somehow. Darker in a way that is not only the absence of light but the presence of depth — the particular darkness of water that goes further down than it appears to. I have always loved this about the river. The way it does not pretend to be shallow. We walk the bank until I feel it. Not the suppressed hum of the silenced arch behind us. Something older. Something that has been here since before the city, before the buildings, before the cartographer made the map that couldn't mark it because it doesn't exist at the surface.

Beyond it was a river. Serra dashed towards it, passing through the rocky trail. She dropped the oil canister, torch and the match on the river bank and head down into the water. The river was the complete opposite of the one they have in Sirka village. It was wide and huge, and the water was angry and loud. The water was clear and clean.

Alpha Lorenzo The week had passed by in a strange blur. Everything seemed perfect on the outside—smooth and predictable, like a river gliding over rocks. But beneath the surface, I felt an uneasy current pulling at me, something I couldn’t explain. I had dreams, nightmares really, that wouldn’t leave me alone. Each time I lay down, the same scene would unfold: the River of Blood, a dark crimson flow that seemed endless, pulling me in and suffocating me. Then the pain would hit.

“Erevan—are we safe here?” “For the moment.” Not comforting. He stepped toward the river of shadowlight, kneeling beside it. “Come.” Aria knelt too, peering into the dark current. It looked like water—if water swallowed light instead of reflecting it. Erevan touched the surface lightly. Shadows rippled outward like ink disturbed. Then they began to whisper. Aria’s breath caught as fragmented words rose from the river—some in languages she didn’t recognize, some in tones that felt like memories slicing through time.

the man clenched his fists, "some day, I pray you understand.” Not quite long from then, the Drokan warriors rushed into the second half of Urania unleashing misery on the praying vestiges. BEGINNING OF THE END By the seashore of an Ocean, filled with dark sand staring directly at the setting sun, Elroy opens his eyes to the babbling of the raging waters; beside him sat the fair maiden who rescued him, trying to set up a camp fire. “Nice of you to join the living,” she spoke noticing Elroy's movement.

I’d sooner sleep under a bridge for the rest of my life! Brilliant dark eyes raked over her impassively. “Alrighty then... Go now, I have nothing more to say to you.” “Oh, but I do! I’m not finished yet,” Lara asserted with venom. “Three years ago, you came into my life like a dark shadow and you tried to destroy it. There is no human being alive whom I hate more than you! And why did you set out to wreck my life? Out of nothing more than arrogant vanity, selfishness, and lust. It didn’t matter to you that I was engaged to another man or that I loved that man. It didn’t matter that you might hurt him as much as you hurt me.”

he smirked. "Akenos half brother Kha. Now I see why you are the destructor." Lesi said. "Why is that?" he was fascinated at this point. "Kha the God of darkness, creatures of the night, the sky. Does destruction not lead to darkness?" Lesi asked. "Or power. Kha is not driven for the greater. He is too busy with Selene watching over his creatures of the night." Akenos said. "Power is fleeting. Creation is forever." Lesi said.

I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this. I fucked up again. I could feel it. That wasn't an apology. ‘’Listen rowan, I don’t give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I’m sure you can.’’

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.