Dark And Troubled Past Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

The specifics of that period in my life were kept a secret from everyone, including Magnus, who had developed a close relationship with me and was now my confidant. But the shadows of my past were not easily banished, and the darkness that had previously enveloped me continued to cling to my heart like a tenacious parasite even after it had been expelled from my body. In the sake of vengeance, I had committed some terrible acts, acts that could never be forgiven. I had degenerated into a being that I abhorred, and the wounds inflicted by my acts were deeply embedded within me.

As a consequence, Faith herself had been forced to bear the burden of this dark legacy, carrying the emotional scars that etched her soul. And now, standing on the precipice of the present, Echo is unwittingly thrust into the line of fire. The ominous shadows of the past loomed large, threatening to engulf her in the same vortex of despair that had consumed those before her. Yet, amid the suffocating grip of fear and uncertainty, there was a glimmer of resilience in their hearts. They knew, deep down, that they could not permit history to repeat itself. They could not let this malevolence swallow Echo's life as well.

He has a steady head on his shoulders, always thinking ahead when my mind drifts too far into the past. Rogues keep circling our borders. I lose count of how many times we have to fight them off. They grow bolder, more organized, like they’re being guided by something dark. Their hideout stays hidden, masked by black magic tied to old sins and unfinished business. It feels personal, like the past refusing to stay buried.

If she did, she would drown in the darkness and wouldn't have the courage to save herself. Tera lacked the courage and strength to save herself from the dark abyss that had consumed her heart. She didn't know how to escape the black hole that had taken over her life. Her mind was haunted by the nightmares of her parents' dark past, which she dreamed about throughout the day, especially after Sebastian had forced himself upon her.

One more step I go to that light, then I will come out of this dark tunnel, but what I hope is the hell that always haunts me. The father who slaps the face of the mother, the mother who breaks all kinds of things in front of her, the father who carries another woman, the mother who always contacts her mistress. Everything in front of me, everything I saw seemed to be playing on a big TV, very big ... as if that person was in front of me, as if it was real, like a memory that goes back to the past, the past a dark past, a past I don't want to remember.

I sat in the monoblock chair in front of the beautiful moon, it was so peaceful indeed. “I love how the dark comfort me,” I mumbled in a low tone. I tilted my head when I accidentally gaze at a shooting star, my heart started to thump violently. I feel the adrenaline rush through my whole body. The grief and sadness came back again ferociously. I close my eyes to feel the breeze of the cold air from the west. Remembering the past can bring me weakness.

I said softly as Shade came forward, and we slowly slipped into the shadows. When we reappeared, we were in my room. It was dark. I sat on my bed with her wrapped tightly in my arms. She gripped my shoulders, her fingernails digging in as she searched for solid ground and found it with me. “I'm so sorry! I don't want to hurt you. This isn't easy for me. I want you but I can't be with you. I'm no good for you. There's too much darkness in me, and my past is so dark that if it wasn't for the darkness inside me, my dark past is too bad; you deserve better. Everything about me is wrong. Everything about me is bad, and everything about you is good. You deserve better than me,” I said, and I hated

Looking into his cold, vengeful eyes, I knew my life was a mess for good. I was trapped between a murderous aunt and a vengeful drugs addict. And I had nowhere to run.

He looks offended. “I fought for my country and my daughter. Don't compare me to a low life criminal. I've seen young men coming in here and their dreams ending. I've seen how the reality that their loved ones are continuing life without them made them feel. I've seen you coming to prison with a heavy heart because the only parent you had was here. This place kills souls but I know there's no reasoning with you. I'll find my ways.” I get everything he have said but that's not a reason to live. Fear. We shouldn't live in fear of a future we can't control. I'm living in the present. I'm loving Bangizwe in the present. The future is not promised to anyone.