Bleak Sentence Novels & Stories

How could I have been such a fool? Finally, my dam of tears burst, tears course down my face, and I taste the saltiness amidst the rain. So much for not crying. Thunder booms in the sky as lightning continues to flash angrily against the blackened sky. And just like that, I can see Blake and the woman no more. They are gone.

(sukoon pov) As I step into the room, a heavy sadness descends upon me like a suffocating blanket. The air feels thick and stagnant, as if it holds the weight of unshed tears and lingering despair. The once vibrant colours of the surroundings have faded, drained of their life and vitality. Shadows dance in the dimly lit space, casting elongated figures that mirror the desolation within.

Karl said he was laughing. “You Dark? Are you ready for the med exam? ” Loel asked "Dark is always ready, right dude?" Bryan asked Dark turned to them. One of his teammates was blurry in his vision. He realised Dark was staring at him. "Damn, Dark, why are you staring at me like that?" Blake said. Blake was nervous when Dark stared at him as if Dark could see his soul. He has goosebumps. "Give up on her. Don't leave the house later, or you're just going to be doomed.” Dark said all of a sudden.

I am shredded by the sharp razor of hurt I can no longer bleed anymore. Dear you, as you are reading this, I fear I might be kissing the last breathe of air of my sanity goodbye in any moment. Dear you, I feel like my days are being numbered in the land of the light. And dear you, I feel like if this darkness consumes me, I’ll be stuck in the dark forever. Alone, scared, lonely. Bare. **

Reya’s POV The Bleak Border The mouth of the Wastelands yawned like an open wound against the horizon. No landmarks—no trees, no rivers, just endless gray dust and drifting embers. I inhaled the smoldering air, tasting ash on my tongue. It clung to my skin, to my blood, like a curse I welcomed. “No backup,” I whispered. My breath trembled in my throat, but I stepped forward anyway. Alpha Tristan’s voice still lingered: If I die, finish this—for them.

There are days when I wonder what the world around me looks like, what the prey I eat looks like, I even wonder what my mate looks like but I'll never ask because I know that although I am blind and most likely odd looking I will never stand alone. For I am blinded but not deaf, I am blinded but not alone, I am blinded and I will always have a place within this world.

She'd rather be back in California in her small room, laying in bed and daydreaming about how her life would've been if she haven't had this stupid disease that left her in darkness forever. Bonnie missed her mother, hell she even misses her bastard of a father that left when she was three. She missed her dog, Egg. Oh I hope he's okay. She also missed her annoying best friend Becca. Her heart clenched as tears begin to run down her face. She sniffed taking a deep breath and wiped the tears but it was no use because more came running down. She gave up and let them fall. How was she going to escape this place if she was blind?

Blake's POV The night enveloped me in its chilly embrace, casting an eerie silence over the surroundings. Above, the sky displayed a haunting hue of red, as though symbolizing the spilled blood that tainted the world. I found myself seated at my office table, where an overwhelming sense of emptiness permeated my being since Chloe's departure. Deep inside, I felt lifeless, my body moving mechanically to fulfill its duties while my soul remained lost, and my heart hollow.

What a tragedy! Blake looks at the retreating figure and weakly leans against the wall. His heart clenches in pain as he has lost hope once again. The man he loves...his Mark, might never open his eyes ever again. Blake feels like his heart is being torn open in pain at the very thought of it.

Bleak sized my face up and down as he said, "Miss Defiant, your adjusted face today seems to be prettier than before. It reminds me of someone." "What are you going to do?" I wasn't in any mood to chat with Bleak. He is horrible. There surely won't be any good thing since he showed up here. Seeing that I was so vigilant, Bleak said with a sad look on his face, "Miss Defiant, I've been so good to you yet you are guarding against me like this. This makes me sad." Bleak was wearing a suit and his slightly long hair had been tied up. He slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.