Broken Dark Quotes Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry. I had no idea you’re renewing your vows.” “What do you expect that I would wait for you and make a fool out of myself? I know you were beyond my league when I dated you. You were successful and mature and I was nothing but an immature rich jerk. But you had no right to break my heart. You had no fucking right to just leave me in the dark.”

There was one thing true about what my Dad told me once, "Life is like a piano. The white keys show happiness and the black keys show sadness, but as you venture on in life, remember that the black keys also make music." I still have a long fight ahead of me. And this time, I won't sit back and watch everyone turn their backs on me.

The exhaustion from the day's troubles was too much for his hypoglycemic system. Jason fiddled away with the envelope which slipped off his quivering hands. Losing his balance, Jason dropped to the marble floor with a loud thud, and everything blacked out. *** Song: Anna of the north (Lovers) 💔💔 You told me I would never see you walk away. Said you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark I guess there are just some promises we shouldn't make Shoulda knew from the start I'm in the dark Show a little loving

What follows is a painful fall and then. DARKNESS!!! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

And then, the darkness shattered. It wasn't a light at the end of a tunnel. It was a sudden, blinding flash of a high-contrast, dark-mode interface violently burning itself onto her retinas. The sleek, neon-blue text scrolled across her vision in a flawless bento-grid layout, accompanied by a sharp, mechanical chime that echoed not in the air, but directly inside her cerebral cortex. [SYSTEM REBOOT...] [HOST VITAL SIGNS: CRITICAL. CARDIAC ARREST DETECTED.]

I used my fire powers to burn them when I couldn’t swing my sword fast enough, but the rain made it harder for those of us wielding fire to fight effectively. “We need some sun!” I shouted. “Someone stop this rain!” No one could hear me over the chaos, but then I spotted Quinn further away, struggling against the Dark Ones that were overpowering him. They were pushing him to the ground, intent on devouring him. “Quinn!” I ran over, cutting through the crowd to pull them off him. I managed to free him just before they could completely feed on him. I reached down, helped him to his feet, and noticed the dark lines on his skin beginning to fade.

Don't tell me you are scared, Loretta, because I am going to make fun of you. Kendrick: We're in a dark place with no flashlight. How we got to this point is something I don't know about. I should get my phone for light, in case you're planning to bury me alive. " "Why would I want to bury you alive, Loretta? Jeez, you're cracking me up. " Could you please not talk to me in this dark place? I can't see your face. It's getting creepy already. And please do something about me not seeing anything, or I will get my phone and see where you've taken me to. "

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.

In his time as a True Crime writer, Byron had interviewed many people, many of them disturbed or troubled in some way. In these interviews, he would often run up against what he called The Breakdown, to the point where, due to the pressures of telling him their story a person would hit an unknown well of feelings and just… shut down, usually in a maelstrom of tears. They always recovered but it was at a point that Byron always hated, even dreaded.

Although I was still upset at Raphael, the hatred I was feeling before was completely gone. The Darkness's influence lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it had manipulated my emotions, amplifying every negative sentiment until it became almost unbearable. Anger, grief, despair, and fury… all these feelings had been magnified, distorted, and twisted to serve The Darkness's sinister purposes. Its presence had been a constant catalyst, fueling my pain and nudging me toward destructive choices. And it worked, exploiting my vulnerabilities with devastating precision.