After Dark Novels & Stories

[Francis Davis, 1990-2023] No final words of wisdom and no heartfelt farewells. Just the dates marking the beginning and end of their stories, with a tiny dash in between to represent everything in between. That tiny dash was their whole world. They fell hard for each other, fought fiercely, and in the end, they went down together.

She smirked at me from across the room. She’s planning something. Mr. Blackwood stepped onto the stage. “Tonight, we celebrate legacy,” he announced proudly. “My wife, my sons… and my precious jewel.” Marlene stiffened. “To strengthen this legacy, the Blackwoods and Al Khaleds will unite through the marriage of their children — Marlene Blackwood and Raheem Al Khaled.” Applause erupted. I froze. Marlene couldn’t even breathe. Raheem was gay — I knew it. I had proof. I just never needed it… until now.

The burning heat in my chest was pacing with my heartbeat, a steady, nervous throb that kept me completely awake. We crept through the dark, shadowed stone hallways of the girls' residence hall and slipped out a side window into the freezing night air. The campus was eerily quiet. The massive towers of the High Council loomed over the grounds like sleeping monsters. We sprinted across the frosty grass, ducking behind stone pillars until we reached the massive, arched wooden doors of the academy library. A tall figure stepped out from the deep shadow of the library pillars. My heart leapt into my throat, but the freezing air that suddenly hit my face told me exactly who it was. Adrian. He was

After I had my heart shattered. One evening with a stranger made me whole again. A week later, I discovered who he was. Adriano Castellano. My father’s most trusted man. My new guardian. He knew exactly who I was that night. He touched me anyway. Now I’m living under his roof, surrounded by guns, secrets, and a man I should never want. I told myself it was only desire. I was wrong. Some men ruin you slowly. Adriano ruins me one forbidden night at a time, and I don’t want him to stop.

I did without a second consideration. Does she hate sleeping in the dark? I got it covered. Did she want space after our fight? I think the fuck not. I knew where she was the day she left, I had a Grayson watching over her but when I was informed that she was having a male company. I completely lost any sane brain cells. The ride back was brief due to my high speed, a few minutes later I found myself going up the stairs that threatened to break any second under my feet. It wasn’t the hard stare I received from the old lady that made goosebumps to appear on my skin, no, it was the thick smell of blood that came from Skylar’s bedroom.

He better really get his head together and make sure this is the best night of Eve’s life. I mean what if it is bad and this was all for nothing? What if she’s attached and he’s not? There were just so many variables and to top it off, he was still completely stuck on the dark room thing. He kept saying he wanted it to be purely physical, and have all of his senses heightened to her, and to make it more erotic that way. I don’t know what he’s smoking but I just hope it goes how he is expecting. I was going out Friday night for pizza and wings with a couple people from our crew, and Derek was going to sit at home and call Eve before joining us.

My wound still hasn’t closed and I am unsure it if even will without medical help. I push to form a mind link with anyone but it’s still not working, that fog truly stripped me of everything that makes me a werewolf. I stumble and fall down again, the last bits of energy leaving me with the blood dripping on the ground. Black dots dance before my eyes, teasing me and inviting me to dive into the darkness behind them. As a last resort I throw my head in my neck and let out an antagonizing howl. I shift back to Adriana’s human form, she groans before the darkness pulls her under, into oblivion.

She never judges me. “Hey Sam…” Before I can finish my sentence, the back door opens and in walks Z. As always, he is dressed in all black. Tonight he has add a black cloak with a hood, black boots, silver chain and his usual spike protrudes from under his lip. “Hey Love!” Z wraps his arms around me and catches me in the neck with his spike. “Ouch, you got me!” “Oh shit, I’m sorry Ash!” “It’s…..okay”

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Sa likod nito ay ay may apat na mga lalaking tahimik lang na nakamasid sa'min. Matagal pa bago ako ay nakapag salita pero pero may ngisi nang pumaskil sa mga labi ko na kanina ay nakaawang. "Ephraim.." wika ko. His gaze held mine. His eyes were very dark, uniquely so, I had known people before with blue eyes, but they had always been light blue, but Ephraim were the color of the sky just on the edge of the night. Sa wakas ay lumabas ka rin sa lungga mo.