Dark Academia Emojis Novels & Stories

Darkness is coming soon. Moriana went into her brother's room. "Good morning Garrick". She said, smiling at him. "Good morning little moon,how are you today". He said smiling,as he struggled to get to his feet. "I'm fine Garrick,....... ...... you're not strong enough mister.You're just recovering". Moriana protested. Garrick grunted . "I will be fine,so don't worry about me". He watched her,as she prepared his tea.The gem on the necklace fell out from her breast, dangling in the air as it started emitting a low blue light.

Sera whispered, and the flame flickered like it was listening, like it understood the question and simply had no way yet to answer it. Then, just as suddenly as it had come, the image collapsed back into ordinary flame, and Sera was left standing alone in the dark courtyard with her heart hammering and her hands shaking, not from fear this time but from something far more dangerous. Wonder. "You saw something." Sera spun so fast she nearly extinguished the flame entirely, and found Dorian standing in the archway, half in shadow, arms crossed, watching her with an expression she couldn't read at all. "How long have you been standing there?"

He laughed internally deep within him because it was obvious that Vicky was head over heels for him. Then, Vicky brought Lucas toward the Dark Academy. In no time, Lucas arrived outside of Dark Academy. "This is the Dark Academy." Vicky looked at Lucas. "Oh right, my name's Vicky Leo. I haven't gotten to know of your name." "Lucas York." Then, Lucas glanced at the Dark Academy with a critical gaze. Indeed, Dark Academy was the number academy in Lands of Guilt, as it looked grand. Lucas and Vicky entered Dark Academy.

I was probably behaving weirdly and I could see he starting to worry. "Yeah, it's just-- I'm cold. Yeah cold." I lied. It wasn't actually a lie since I suddenly felt chilled to the bones. "Oh, hold on for a moment then, we should set up the camps soon its dark after all and this place keeps getting creepier but no worries okay? I've been in forests even late at night and there are no such things as witches or wizards or vamps." He chuckled. He said that to calm me down but down but all I could feel was more fear at the mention of vampire but laughed with him Anyways, she didn't want start acting like a sissy, that was Sadie's and Adrianna's job.

When he passed a few years ago, I knew I wanted to get a car that reminded me of him, too bad it needs to be constantly looked after. Max pops the hood and takes a look inside, I slowly walk over to him and notice what his little vest thing says. Nightmare Warriors. The image is a long road with a skeleton wearing armor riding down the road on a motorcycle. I didn't realize I was staring so close until he back into me and I stumble to the ground. "Oh shit, you okay Candice?" He asks lifting me up like I weigh a feather. "Yes, yeah, I'm fine, sorry I was looking at your vest." I say a little embarrassed I fell so easily.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

*Echoes* My pain My sorrow Reverts back at me Like a house Without a thing. I tried filling it up with Joy And love but darkness still painted them black. Maybe I'm not meant For this; I mean Happiness and Love isn't meant for me. Sadness Darkness Is where I belong and maybe suicide would be the end of me. My thoughts are blank My thinking is blocked Echoes of my empty cobwebbed mind is all I hear. *©Gemini Pride*

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Arthur slid into the passenger's seat of the cab that pulled up in front of him. Richard welcomed him with a grin. “It's freezing out here, man. What took you so long?“ “Sorry, bro. Just had to find the right outfit.“ Richard gestured at his outfit. Black, denim jacket. Black boot. Black gloves. Black hat. Black shades. “You look like you're on goddamn espionage.“ Arthur had zero sense of humor for the night. Something about racing through that door earlier today plunged him into a terrible mood.