Dark Corners Book Novels & Stories

"Elias gave it to me," I said, glancing down at the book without really seeing the title, "to pass time while I'm stuck here on my so-called vacation." Cassien nodded slowly, his blue eyes studying my face with an intensity that made my skin warm under his gaze. There was something different about him out here in the sunlight, something softer than the dangerous man I'd first encountered in that dark alley, and I found myself getting lost in the way the light caught the silver flecks in his eyes, the way his dark hair fell across his forehead when he leaned forward slightly.

Suddenly, I noticed something, a door slightly opened. My steps faltered. Was that supposed to be open? “Hello?” I called softly. No answer. Yet, the warm glow and silence stirred my curiosity, and I nudged forward. I pushed the door open slowly. A library. The only room in the mansion that felt remotely alive. Books lined the shelves, though they looked untouched and more decorative. The faux flames in the electric fireplace flickered with artificial warmth. I ran my fingers along the spines of the books. No dust. Everything is too perfect. What kind of man lives like this?

Damon's POV I was staring at the book lying on the floor, its leather cover was already cracking from the spine given how often I’d gripped it. It looked so harmless sitting there, but every page seemed like a wound. Every line was my darkness. I had written it in the quiet hours when sleep refused to come, when my thoughts were louder than my heartbeat, when I wished for the kind of silence that only death could give. All of it, my despair, my loneliness, my longing to disappear, was right there, in black ink. And now Sabrina had seen it.

A few ancient words were engraved on the cover, reading—Dark Secrets. James searched his memories and remembered finding the book when he and a group of powerhouses entered a strange space in the Dark World. Inside the unusual space, there were no other living beings. However, it was full of graves. James dug up the book from one of the graves. The graveyard was full of traps, and most of the group that entered with him died except him and another woman. The woman was none other than Xezal’s past self, Lady Wikolia. After remembering these past events, James opened the book and reviewed it.

He tells me to take a seat on the little blanket which was on the floor as he looked through the items, I do as I’m told and sit down whilst pulling the blanket which was already around me tighter, now I was away from the fire I was beginning to grow colder. “I have been awaiting your arrival for many months, that is why it was not a surprise when you and your friend appeared.” He tells me still looking for whatever it was he was looking for, before too long he turns around with a huge black book in his hands. “I believe this is what you have been looking for.” He smiles handing me over the book, as I take a look down I see the title The Dark Secrets Of The Realms, this is exactly what I hav

And Magnus was busy with council meetings. So I went to the library. It was empty, as usual. Dust floated in the sunlight coming through the tall windows. I walked between the shelves, not really sure what I was looking for. I just needed to think. To breathe. And that’s when I saw it. A book. Thick and old, with a cracked spine and faded gold lettering. It was lying open on the table like someone had been reading it. I frowned and stepped closer. "Creatures of Darkness," it said.

He was staring at something in the far corner, only a small ray of light had fallen on something that was shining in the corner. And that is when I realized what he saw. Hastily, I ran towards the corner and pulled the curtain away that had flown on the glass box, hiding it from all of our eyes. I had simply forgotten it existed because I had never gone to that corner again. Abandoned in a corner and hidden behind all the rows upon rows of books was a single book encased in a glass case. Xenos slowly got up from the chair and began walking towards it, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

he muttered under his breath, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and padding barefoot through the halls. He found Damien in the kitchen, sitting alone at the marble island, a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring blankly at the glowing city lights through the window. The room was dimly lit by the under-cabinet LEDs, casting shadows across Damien's face, which was etched with a rare vulnerability. Zeke approached silently, his muscular frame moving like a predator, and wrapped his arms around Damien from behind, pulling him into a firm embrace. "Couldn't sleep, huh?" Zeke whispered, his voice a low rumble against Damien's ear.

“Hello.” “....” Silence. There’s no answer from across the phone. “Yeobseyo.” “....” Suddenly the caller hung up. Tiara just fell silent while staring at the phone screen. Weird. “Is it trying to scare me?” Tiara put the phone back down. Her hands are moving to clean up the old book. The book with the cover of ‘The Power of Darkness’ has a unique shape. The carving of roses with minimalist style on the cover looks real. Tiara’s never seen a book cover like this before. She tried to open the book, but it couldn’t open.