Dark City Beneath The Beat Novels & Stories

swipe left. From PB down everything is full of extreme security, the walls are soundproofed and have several layers of concrete, with an outer layer of an alloy of steel with other metals, which makes it almost indestructible, which is why the organization itself it can easily be called a bunker, everything here is run by computers and i've made sure i have the best hackers in the world to keep the prying out that's why whenever we hear of some kid who has gotten past the security of the pentagon or some organization or government important worldwide we make sure to find it and make it part of Darkness, only the best are here, although only a few manage to stay. As soon as we enter the class

The mysterious black business cars are slowly being transformed into battle vehicles, underneath powerful armored engines appear, and the car like a scarab rushes into battle. Jennifer froze, unable to believe this was the convoy just now. It's amazing how Ivan made them after all. The cars are changed in appearance and structure, slowly running straight into the forest. The space outside was extremely dark, each sound of insects calling was extremely eerie. Jennifer involuntarily shrank back, leaning against Ivan. "Afraid of what?" Ivan looked at her leaning against him, his eyes ferocious. “Who said I was afraid? It's just that I've never experienced this before."

Domenico had brought hell to the city, unleashing his demons on the bystanders and reveling in their pain. I did what I had to do. I sent my men out to help break up the beatings, stop assaults, and protect those who had no weight in this game. I stayed inside, holing up in my room with her by my side, my gun in my hand as we waited for someone to break in. Night dragged on as screams filled the air, sounds of men dying, blood hitting your nose.

I thought I'm already used to each of Mew's side but it's obvious that I'll never get used to his killing intent. "Take care of Nathan for me, Becka. And never leave his side. You know what to do." I looked at them and Becka had no choice but to nod her head as she saw the look on Maze's face. Maze left without saying another word. And the moment Becka's gaze met mine, I knew that we're thinking the same thing. Tomorrow morning will be loud. Jake's First and Heine turned their back as several gunshots conquered the room. The painful screams we heard a while ago were now replaced with dead silence.

The only lights in the main space of the room were at the floor and pointed up at the walls, so that it was rimmed in wide, soft cones of blue-white light that illuminated every crack and crevasse in the rock, but gave no direct light to the center of the room. The lights ringed this massive space, silhouetting a huge, seething mass of bodies at its center. Cazz stared down at it, smiling, as the beat of music began again and I didn’t just hear it, I felt it. It thrummed in the air, hummed in the stone under and around us, throbbed in my ribs, and pounded in my head. The beat started as short, distorted chords on electric guitars, punctuated by heavy drums, then the music began and that seet

He tried closing his eyes but it did no comfort. “Sinners go to hell, but people like you will succumb into darkness. Forever.” Damien’s voice echoed the in darkness. He usually hated the demon’s voice but now it brought sudden comfort. “Liked the little tour?” Damien asked after he lets go of Chris. The human catches his breath. That place and feeling is very suffocating. The demon disappeared without notice while Chris ended up in the couch. His knees are trembling so hard. He doesn’t have any word for that place except fear.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Deep beneath the bustling Diamond District lay the "Under-Grid" bar, a hidden spot filled with booming bass and swirling violet mist. In this underground space saturated with the smell of ozone and shady data transactions, those known as the "Unregistered" bartered away their humanity for a chance at prolonging their fragile existence.

Beatrice’s thoughts had been suffocated by the intense fury coursing through it, blinding rational thought, and poisoning reason. The Dark Heart, The Darkness, the thing that consumed and was itself consumed. The town known as Dorsal Finn had been there, making a play. The time was here but conditions were not quite right. The meddling of others had hampered the climate so painstakingly created to bring this girl to this point in time. In that instant Beatrice could feel it, it ran through her like slippery grease, making her entire body crawl with its malevolence. The Darkness was old, and it was adaptable.

Darkness closed in. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------