Alone In The Dark Novels & Stories

Down in the dark below, Amelia scrambled down the wet stone stairs, heavy metal door slamming shut above her as the terrifying sounds of a brutal, blood-soaked battle exploded across the surface. She backed into the icy, pitch-black corridor, hands trembling against the damp concrete wall as the muffled roars of Lucas’s fight echoed through the floorboards. She was completely alone in the dark, surrounded by ancient monsters, with no way out and no one left to save her.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

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

which leads your progress to delay. I fully grasp that darkness can be compelling at times, but instead use extra care. Always be incredibly careful in the pitch dark because nobody really fully understands what comes back to haunt you there. There is really nothing more absolutely absurd in this known universe than having to search for your own rationality long when you have already destroyed it.

Lloyd was assaulted by the smell of dampness and mould when he stepped off the bottom rung and into the curtain of shadows. The thick expanse of darkness let little to no light penetrate its fibres, and what did served to showcase the glistening fungus that gnawed at the boards and made them treacherous to walk on. 'Maybe this is another reason that alcohol is the most common fuel here,' he thought grimly, tentatively inching forward to secure his footing. 'There's not many reasons to stay sober.'

She didn't want to be alone in a dark place. "I'm afraid, I hate the dark..." Liana complained to herself. She was still sobbing. In her heart, she hoped the lights come back on again, I hope - Liana is no longer strong against the darkness. A moment later, Liana felt a strong hand hugging her from the side, and the voice of the man trying to calm her made her realize that she was not alone who stuck there and trapped in the dark.

~Derek's Point of View~ My best friend was the only one outside of Eve and Haven that knew about my night in the dark. I walked out of the hotel a little after 5 am and drove home, ready to bang on the apartment door below mine and wake his ass up. Heath of course thought I was nuts, that I could have easily just met a girl on a dating site for this fantasy and not had to pay $10k for it. We had both been single a very long time, both played the field, but both always came up with superficial women.

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.

The man–or should she say, shifter–that sat in the room with her, glanced over at her again for the umpteenth time in the last hour. "I'm fine, Gil. Stop looking at me please." "But you haven't eaten. It's been hours." he stated. "I'm not hungry." He sighed in defeat and left the room. She fastened the blanket more securely around herself in response to the cold breeze that came in. The streets were dark. In all the panic, several blocks in the vicinity of the incident had lost some power, effecting the streetlamps and traffic lights. The symphony of sirens and helicopter whirs had finally died down and the streets were devoid of cars and buses, likely closed off by law enforcement. It felt

So I sat at my desk and got back to work on the computer. It didn’t take too long after that when I finally found something on the dark web. “Dad.” I said. “What?” He asked, looking up. “Vampires are talking. I don’t think they’re involved in what is happening. But they know about what’s going on.” I explained. “What do they say?” He asked, walking over to my desk. “That it’s not an isolated incident. One says that the country will be more aware by the time they hit the second town.” I said.