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If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." My mind is muddled by his words, wanting to protest to his command, but my body betrays me as I incline my head to the side, pulling my dark hair out of the way and giving him a perfect view of my neck.

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.

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

Push Me and See Hycinth The room was dark. Velvety curtains, the color of deep cobalt, hung over blackout blinds and ensured virtually no light penetrated the space. I liked it that way....dark. It was how the world should be because color and light just made me feel the pain of everything I had lost. I couldn't take it. I burrowed deeper beneath the covers, wishing to blend in with the blackness, to fade into an empty void of nothingness where I just stopped feeling.

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

As he turned the lock and opened the door, I was welcomed with a strange combination of Vanilla and Jasmine’s fragrances, making me forget all the worries that entangled my mind and suffocated my life, I totally gave up my senses to the most exotic scent I could have had smelled. Brandon entered the room and I was still lifted in his arms in a bridal style, as I roamed my eyes around the enormous room, I was intimidated to see the surroundings engulfed in dim red lights, escalating a dreading aura immediately. Everything in here; from walls to the bedsheet was painted in bright crimson red. It heightened a foreign absurd feeling inside me that I couldn’t understand. One thing that shook me f

“Only those who are extremely familiar with the Alpha are allowed in. My mother and two others were the only closest ones to Alpha Gar so this is my first time here.” I tore my gaze from the witch and looked at the content of the table. There were just a few containers probably inclosing ointments, the candles and a small cylinder aquarium displaying six several colored waters. The colors came one after the other, starting from the bottom to the top. The lowest one was a purple color; it occupied a bigger space than three other colors. After it was black, which seemed to occupy just the same space as the purple, next was blue, followed by white; this one seemed to be one of the worst, as it

Black like coal and black like midnight and black like the inside of a wolf's mouth. Kaelithra stared at the sea of darkness and wondered if the man had married the color black. Did he own anything that was not black? Did he own a single shirt that was blue or green or even grey? Did he own a pair of trousers that did not look like they belonged at a funeral?

And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with. A. Gupta

What the hell is happening on his eyes? "That's the sweetest word I’ve ever heard, Yveon. Thanks for that. Go to sleep. Rest well. We'll go to school tomorrow." He smiled at me without the joy in his eyes. I hate that his eyes are so much expressive. He was about to close the door when he spoke, "Even if you dislike me. I'll do everything for you to like me. Trust me." He stared at me and I would swear to God that his pupils are color brown with a highlight of green.