Novel & Cerita Becoming The Dark Femme

Because my brain thinks sleep takes me away from my bitter reality even though it is only for some hours. Now I am just a puppet to him. He is pulling the strings and he wants me to dance. I just want to forget everything. I look at myself in mirror to see exactly opposite of what I am now from inside. From outside I look perfect but from inside I am badly broken. Some people came a little while earlier to dress me up and to do makeup. I am wearing a red floor length gown. It is backless and sleeveless. Its neckline is deep and shows cleavage. Too revealing. I have never worn a dress like this.

Until finally, we are circling each other, breathless, faces streak with dirt and sweat. ‎ ‎“You’ve grown stronger,” she says, voice low. ‎ ‎“And you’ve grown darker.” ‎ ‎Her lips curl. “Power demands sacrifice. You wouldn’t understand.” ‎ ‎I lunged forward, fury burning through my veins. “I understand enough to know I don't want such dark powers. No power is worth sacrificing my loved ones.” I expect to see a flash of guilt or regret but instead she grins. The darkness has eaten deep into her soul, she cannot be redeemed.

"I gave you the option. You chose it. But yes, I've been preparing for this moment since I first understood what you'd become." "You betrayed me?" "I saved you. From yourself, from the goddess, from forty iterations of the same tragedy." She turned to Dark-me. "You can't become the goddess because you're not complete enough. None of the aspects are. That's the point." Dark-me snarled, pulling more power, ascending faster. "Then I'll consume the others. Become whole through absorption." "Try it." The challenge in Luna's voice made everyone pause. She stood in perfect bridge-state, balanced between all possibilities, and waited.

“There’s something I don’t understand. You told me that Damien was the only one you had helped to turn back, successfully. Who helped you?” She scrunches up her face. “Rogues love the lifestyle. It’s a simple life. I'm sure Damien has told you that. The darkness drags you in. For me, something just felt…wrong. Like my darkness wasn’t natural. Like I was trying to be someone or something that I’m not. If you ask Damien, he will tell you that apart from me being able to shift, I’m more human than most.” “I don’t follow.”

She would destroy everything and everyone Skyrim loved. As the years passed, Seraphina’s bitterness consumed her. She abandoned her old life, embracing the darkness that had taken root in her heart. She sought out forbidden magic, delving into the darkest corners of the supernatural world. Over time, she transformed into something far more powerful and dangerous than she had ever been before—she became Thana, the queen of darkness.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

But if she learns my reason at the right time, she’ll understand. Just maybe. Snapping out of my thoughts, I throw on my blonde wig to hide my dark locks. My red gloss stands out starkly against my pale skin but complements it at the same time. In a skin-tight rhinestone-covered black mesh bodysuit, the kind that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. The plunging neckline dips between my breasts, barely held together by a silver O-ring. Thin, glittering straps crisscross over my back and hips to frame my curves like a present waiting to be unwrapped. My long legs are caged in fishnet stockings, clipped to a garter belt that sits provocatively on my waist.

She needed to finish her studies and then she would open her own fashion line in Canada and right after that, she would take her father with her also. These were her plans, Plans for the future but her fate had different plans for her future which would take 360° in her life, leaving her nowhere to stand, in Complete darkness. In Her DARK World, she would be all alone. Without her husband, without her studies, without her father, without any hope, without any feelings, without any light. Only Pain, tears, Betrayal, and vengeance. End Of Flashback:- The prison's van stopped outside of the court with a screech and her body stumbled.

Her hands were held out, staring at everyone as if asking the question; ‘who wants to dare? And of course, no one did. For a few minutes, she assumed the status of a goddess, except this goddess was one of doom. “The dark side,” I said softly. After the incident, I had been doing a little reading and I knew at least enough to know the dark side when I saw it, but I couldn’t do anything else. She had fought so hard for her freedom, she released more power than she could handle, added to a pregnancy and now she was a full form demon.

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 They witnessed how the dark part of the castle devour their comrade “help!” they all flinched when they saw blood splurt out from the corner “My liege will make you regret that you lived this life. Do not have any worries about our new brothers and sisters! Serving our master is our greatest pleasure” the resurrected paladin announced and started attacking the living forces “So, only fighting is our choice here huh?” Alfonso gave up on the idea of escaping ‘at least we have her’ looking at the mad girl, he thought that this is the only good thing that the girl have –her abi