Dark And Love Novels & Stories

[South of Shkrade, Silvervale territory.] In a dark hall, 19 figures sat around a wooden table adorned with gold. A lavishly decorated chalice that contained blue fire barely illuminated it. The flickering flames made the shadows dance. At the head of the table sat a man. He had dark brown hair and hypnotic green eyes. A small smile graced his lips. This man was Darius Hale, formerly Estelle's lover. He was a handsome man with sharp jawline and stylish hair. He gave one an impression that he was a saint who wouldn't hurt a fly.

“I’m sorry for pushing you away. I never meant to hurt you.” Tears rolled down my cheeks as his eyes slowly softened. “I love you, Dark. Please… come back to me.” My hand inched toward his face, he moved closer also, but then, he suddenly screamed in pain, clutching his head. I fell backward, confused. Why was he still hurting? Havana said love could break the curse. Dark stumbled away, roaring and destroying everything in sight. I rushed down the tower, following him as he smashed through the walls of the Night Bane Order territory.

He loves it when he haunts her. There's a saying that when you fall in love with the fuck-ups of someone, then there's one thing: he or she is stuck with you forever. There are things he did that may be so terrifying for other girls, but yet she loved it. And that's what we call dark romance. Dark romance is not for the faint of heart.

She loved that motorcycle, and I found myself agreeing—the ride would calm her down at least so that she could properly articulate whatever had happened. I didn’t know what to think. Lillianna had a dark side. It was fucking scary when she plunged into those depths, and hard to bring her back out of it. So often, it was like she was two souls warring within her, one foot in the darkness and one in the light.

She looked up as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “River, I need to tell you something—” “Too late, don’t you think? I am not interested in listening to your lies.” She scoffed. “I can’t believe I just fell in love with you that I thought you were the most wonderful man I knew, but the truth is, I know nothing about you at all. You’re just as dark as the dark you feared about.” I gasped as she finally admitted her feelings, but then it broke my heart that everything was too late to fix it up. And it was all in the past tense.

Sit modus deam benedicat animabus illorum sub lucem hyacintho luna est scriptor Ut benedicat deam luna est luna, lux hyacintho luna sub meam” (From the deep of the spirit, who has never fallen asleep, do good to me. The spirits of the air were foul and black. It is not a pleasant thing to be kind to me. Passion and thought with the spirit of the anger against the destruction provided that it is them to me. The Spirit of the cold and the frost by the phantoms of crime and vice do good to me. May The moon goddess bless the luna' soul under the light of the blue moons)

'' He whispered. ''No, don't stop...'' I whispered back drowsy with sleep. I have gotten used to cold and dark that I almost love it now. ''Goodnight Sky'' Shit! What was I doing? This wasn't going to end well at all.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air as I plummeted from the skyscraper, blacking out before I hit the ground. "Lily." The camera lingered mercilessly on my mangled form. The voice was unhinged with madness. "You're finally going to die. Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so vile. "You knew damn well I loved Shane, and you still went ahead and married him! "In this world, only I am meant to love him! Everyone who'd try to take him from me should die!" The screen quaked, the view flipped, and there was Joanna's twisted face, filling the big screen. The footage cut off abruptly.

Someone then hugged her from behind while his warm breath brushed against Morana's nape, as if to tell her that she was not in the darkest depths of her feelings. There is another figure here who will help her stop thinking about her darkest desires. Morana slowly opened her eyes and lowered her hands that were covering her ears. She blinked her round eyes with a lot of emotions reflected in them. Then she whispered. “I love you…” A word that even she herself was confused about why she said it to Daniel. Her mind was so confused and all she wanted right now was to feel safe. Safe from everything, even from herself. Morana didn't want to hurt herself anymore like she did last time. The stitch