Dark And Troubled Past Novels & Stories

“ She was surprised at his story, his father had been like her mother, just that hers was lucky to be saved but now in a more complicated and top secret protection. Why does all this start with one man? Big Ray is the reason for her mom’s situation that same bastard is the reason for Jake’s father’s death. It’s no lie the man came from no good, bunch of crack heads and drug dealers. He’ll get to no good and in between do no good for nobody. Someone needs to end that man before things get out of control, cause as it stands now, the man has dominated half of New York even though he’s prison, he should be killed already instead of being sent to jail. He brought out some old photos from inside t

"Let me tell you a short story before I leave. There was a little boy who became a victim of circumstances. He was trampled upon by his evil step father, brutalized,made to drink from his own toilet seat. He slept countless nights on an empty stomach as his only food was pain and anguish. And when he eventually escaped his evil stepfather, he became a shadow of himself, and then he grew up to become a very powerful and ruthless leader. What do you think he will do when he eventually comes across that man who had caused him terrible nightmares all through his miserable childhood?" Eden asked with his face turning pale and his eyes burning with anger and hatred as he stared at Derrick. He bega

She had sleepless nights since her daughter passed away. The family doctor was always at the Mansion, attending to her. She wouldn't eat and couldn't sleep. A few minutes after Rebecca walked in, she saw Dare Wilson walk out with the doctor. She pretended to be at the security stand and simply walked away. "How is she doing, will this not affect her health?" Dare Wilson asked, being concerned about his wife. The death of their daughter had made her recoil into self depression. She blamed herself over and over for not being a good mother to her daughter.

"My brother might be a maniac, but when he impaled that witch on a wooden stake, it was the most honourable thing he had done." The sickness Harlow felt inside her stomach was beyond explaining. Michael's past was worse than what she'd heard about him now. "That the most twisted thing I've ever heard," she mumbled more to herself than to him. He perched his lips, and eyebrows raised slightly, "Yes, well, so it would be in today's period." He shook his head, "It was a different time back then?" Her eyebrows arched up slightly, "Different time?"

“That’s…that’s…incredible, but I can’t imagine what life was like for you.” “You don’t want to imagine it. Now…why do the blinds startle you so much?” “Talking about my messed-up childhood after finding out you fought in the Colosseum doesn’t measure up.” Lucas laughs softly. “My past was a long time ago. I’ve made peace with it. Killing the man who paid for me to become a Vampire Champion helped. Maybe you could try—”

He grabbed me by my hair and smashed me into the ground. "Because I want to kill you! If you hadn't helped me, I could've hidden my dirty past! Now, everyone knows I lived years of my life in the dumps! I'd rather starve to death than let anyone find out about my past! They're all looking down on me, and it's your fault!" The years of living as a vagrant had twisted his heart into something dark and evil.

He had long hair in all the pictures that Caspian, my lawyer, showed to me, but his short cropped hair gives him the appearance of a seven star general in the army. Despite his knee-weakening gorgeousness, there’s a darkness in his eyes that cannot be hidden. I know because my soul carries that same darkness, borne from years and years of trauma. Years where I prayed to God for death. Years where I endured abuse and sorrow and suffering. Something happened to Bhyron in the past. And from the look of things, he’ll never recover. I noticed another emotion in those dark blue eyes that are probably too dark to explore — love. Unbending, soul wrenching love that almost borders on obsession.

“Why?” To his tone that does not ring any resentment or hate, but rather worry and fear for the betrayal of the person his most important person dearly cares for. He wanted to know her answer as he wanted to fix the broken glass that she is. To bring back the past and protect the one he deeply loves. Yet. “I’m already broken since the beginning, as the path and glue that stick me back would never heal the scar of my past. The person we both care about so much, the one that you love, and the princess who first accepted me of who am I. Is the reason of my darkness.”

I close my mouth seeing his eyes red in anger. "I beg you Fel."His eyes softens while he release me from his grip,"I am not comfortable in such kind of conversations.I have seen my close ones,whom I loved dearly,dying slow death in front of mt eyes.I couldn't do anything to save them and now this word gives me nightmares.I can't imagine to loose you as well."He says painfully.It means he has a past,a dark and bitter past like mine. I immediately hug him to provide him some comfort.Old wounds can never be healed but have to live with them.

"Fully private, soundproof, and equipped with a biometric lock that only accepts your thumbprint. Not even my master key opens it from the outside." I looked from the keypad back to his face. "You built a panic room inside the master suite?" "I built a sanctuary," Kasimir corrected, his eye narrowing slightly as he looked down at me. "I am a man with a hundred enemies, Vespera. Some wear suits in the Munich financial district. Some sleep in houses bearing my own name. When you walk through those main doors, you play the devoted, obedient Frau Adler. You sit at my right hand, you smile for the press, and you let the world believe I have claimed you completely."