Dark Clouds Deep Mercy Novels & Stories

I needed to stop her, but I didn't know how. She sighed. "I'm almost sad I've taken this path instead of just destroying you years ago." She stood up straight. "If you don't collect all of the pieces, it'll be of no matter to me. The darkness will consume you as well as those you love, along with the rest of the world, and I will win anyway." An oily grin spread across her face. "I don't know if you've noticed yet, but the darkness is more than just a lack of light. I've infused it with sadness, with depression, pain, torment, and gloom. Those who come in contact with it have their personal pains and sorrows intensified until they become unbearable. By the time all realms are covered, there

Much worse. He hadn’t saved them. He had imprisoned them inside himself. And there was no key. Above him, the sky darkened. Clouds gathering unnaturally fast. The wind rising. The world reacting. Sensing something wrong. Something growing. Something unstable. Something that shouldn’t exist. Far away— Lightning flickered. Black. Not white. Like cracks tearing across the sky. And deep within his chest— The Darkness stirred again. Hungry. Restless. Not finished. Not even close.

Decus lashed out, releasing his dark strength. Dark mist hovered around the demon, seemed to ensnare him. The mist materialized and two small demons were released. They were two black beings that looked like a huge ball. But the appearance was deceptive and the round body opened and a huge mouth went around the whole front body, while on the back there were small wings that were constantly moving. The teeth of the huge mouth were long and pointed as saliva ran down them. “You won't beat me so easily! My dark servants will kill you! ”Godric took a step back as the demons turned to him. "Kill them, my angel-eaters!" Decus shouted and sank to the ground as the pain from the staff became overwhe

"I know you must both be so angry with me. Adrian is as well. I'm selfish and stupid. I deserve everything that's ever happened to me. But I'm so tired. I can't outplay Sean. I can't even drag him down with me when I die." I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The rain seemed to be pouring harder now. At that moment, I felt like a wandering ghost with no home to return to. "When I join you in the afterlife, don't shy away from me, okay? Please don't reject me. I know… I was wrong." After walking in a daze for what felt like forever, I finally got home. Before I could open the front door, I saw the warm yellow light spilling through the gap under the door.

But the darkness was pulling at me again, and I felt myself slipping. “No!” Finn's shout was distant now as it faded into the background of my awareness. “Stay with me! Palt, open your eyes!” I fought. I clawed my way back toward the light and toward the sound of his voice. For a moment, I broke the surface, and his face came into focus. “There you are,” he breathed. “There's my brave boy. Keep looking at me. Just keep looking.” But I couldn't. The tide was too strong, and the darkness was too deep. I felt it close over my head, swallowing the light and the sound and the pain, until there was nothing left but empty silence.

Someone’s playing piano and it’s coming from somewhere above me, from Kai’s wing, and I freeze with one hand on the railing just listening. The notes are slow at first, hesitant, like whoever’s playing hasn’t touched the keys in so long they’re trying to remember where everything is. One note, then another, then a pause that stretches too long before the next one comes. Then the melody starts to build. It’s sad in a way that makes my chest go tight, each note pulling at something deep inside me that I didn’t know was there. The kind of sad that doesn’t scream or cry, just sits quiet and heavy and refuses to leave. I grip the railing harder, my knuckles going white.

Quinn urged. There was a comfortable silence between them. Cammie felt safe. "I don't remember much before they found me with Oshey. Sometimes I see images, more like flashes of images. It's always dark, the sky is always a shade of purple. And I was scared. Not scared of the dark, but of something in the dark." "Dreams sometimes show us what we forget." Quinn got his confirmation. Cammie was in the Twilight at one point in her life. Ge wanted to ask more questions, but he knew better than to rush the girl.

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I thought of Eric, the gay man I knew. As I recalled him, my vision blurred. The empty space in front of me darkened and twisted, creating black holes. The holes distorted eerily, expanding and contracting in a strange rhythm. I stared at them, narrowing my eyes. When I pressed my hand against the man’s shoulder and trembled, they were all faces. The faces swirled like black holes. Staring at those chilling holes, I raised my hand and rubbed my eyes. When I blinked again, the black holes filling my world were gone. I was still being carried by the man, and the background was the old corridor. My face paled as I searched my mind.

I was cocooning my self to Anthony, he was rocking me, holding me tight in his embrace. I cried out to Ann, telling her to let me go. "I can't do this Ann, I'm too weak. You need to let me go. I'm done Ann, I'm done, I want to see Janet, I missed her." Then everything went dark, I couldn't hear Ann, I couldn't feel Anthony. I felt so light like I was in the ocean, rocked by its gentle wave. I woke up in the darkness, I could feel Anthony. He was still holding me, sleeping soundly beside me in his bed. I could feel something sticking in my hand, I tried to get up but I couldn't.