A River In Darkness Novels & Stories

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.

(I'm going to smack his head) She removed her saree and switched off the lights. Due to medicines her eyes had started feeling droopy. She didn't realise when she fell asleep. Damon looked at her room from his door and waited for some time after he noticed that the lights had turned off. He made sure that no one was watching when he went to Mira's room. Durga didn't close the door and Mira forgot. He slowly pushed open the door and entered while locking it behind. It wasn't completely dark as the dim lights were on.

SHADOW LINES AT THE WATER’S EDGE Bianca’s POV The river bent like a wounded serpent beneath the moon‑light, its surface black and shimmering in the shadows. I dismounted and crouched at the bank, the cold water lapping thin ripples against my boots. In one hand I held the vial Kala had given me: as dark as soot, mixed with rune‑shards that still glowed faint violets. In the other… nothing. I waited.

The pitch-colored frost melted away, leaving only wet, ordinary timber behind. I opened my eyes, letting out a long, shuddering breath that rattled in my throat. My body was shaking violently from the adrenaline pouring through my blood. The entity in the river hadn't just sent a warning. Something else was in that water—something dark, ancient, and hunting. And as the ship continued its slow, blind crawl through the fog, I realized the horrifying truth: the river wasn't just a path to the mainland. It was a cage, and whatever was trapped inside it was starting to wake up.

There was no one to blame but him. _________ Day 2 River woke up early that morning. She had cried almost the entire night. Her heart was still freshly wounded. She wanted to call Erica, but she never memorized her number, only her Father’s, and for important reasons. Hours passed. She stopped for gas and food and kept riding. She was in Nebraska, close to getting to the South Dakota state line. It was all beautiful. Except for the cornfields. She realized she would never want to see another corn field in a long time.

Raziah has told Dark anything even though the man now knows where Mary's dead body is. He smiled at the servant girl and promised to see her that night before he went to clean up Mary. **** River of Darkness: The black mist appeared and was gone revealing Dark and Raziah. Taking a deep breath on Raziah's neck, he let her go. He realizes he was thirsty for her blood and wants it badly. Well his hunger will have to wait. "Don't tell me this is hell." Raziah mocked, though, her eyes widened when she saw the black River. Never in her life has she ever seen one before.

I start to laugh out loud and it echoes in the room as I approach him, I take out my gun and point it at the head “listen to me very well you filthy rat, neither you nor any of the other sons of bitches put me where I am, I am the head of Darkness because I am the same darkness, I am the fucking god of death and nobody can tell me what to do, its you you they would have said no when it was put to a vote, I would have put a bullet in each one's head, I thought you had been smart enough to realize that all those rats around you were just looking out for their lives, that vote, it was a simple protocol... so if I were you I would immediately put down that glass and go away, only if you want to

Riversane had to fend off the inescapable collapse And this was his last wrap Of centuries-old anguish The veil flickered, swayed with magical presence He crossed the line in haste His senses now highly tensed It was the scene of the night's horror The bearer of everything dark This was the mark of trade He wanted to wade through the reaching flames The souls confined in the fiery pit The screams from River Styx The inferno wild He ached for Pepper Rei's smile Which kept him going through the burning flesh and water Souls that were responsible for the slaughter and hate crying crime To Mr. Riversane all of this seemed just fine He was in search of God Till he let Himself in the entranceway s

The end was here and nothing would stop the hands of death flipping its wings in its dark embrace. Love came, I tasted its ugly fruit and it destroyed my little peace, the little beam of light I was holding onto. Darkness blinded my vision, the water pulling me with its strength to the bottom of the river. Still. Void. I couldn't think. I died. So I thought.

She could hear his wolf loud and clear. The entrance plunged them into darkness. River fumbled for a small vial that hung around her neck, filled with a special concoction that would emit a faint, blue glow. Upon uncorking it, a magical light flickered to life, painting the dusty path ahead in an ethereal hue. They crept forward, Gonzalo's body warm and comforting against her legs. The chanting grew louder, echoing eerily in the confined space. With each step, a knot of dread tightened in River's gut. What were they doing to Rain?