Dark Deception Chapter 4 Mga Nobela at Kwento

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

Deep within an abandoned area was an uncompleted building. In it sat four men surrounding a lamp and playing a game of cards. These men were what you could refer to as the scum of the earth. Hardened criminals who had wasted lives without remorse. And they all looked the same. Rugged,heartless and ugly. This place was their regular hideout where they all met to drink and gamble as a means of celebration of a successful raid. The snap of a twig from a short distance outside the building caught their attention and they paused.

"We already went over this dude. No killing my uncle." "You fail to listen to me. It kills the shadow. Not James Crane." In that moment I felt trepidation like I never knew before. What he was suggesting was.....it was beyond murder. That was pure evil. I envisioned myself living a life without the ever present awareness that slithered through my veins like a living thing and shuddered in terror. It would be better to die than to live like that. "You...I ..you can't do that!" "No I won't. You will. Only your objective has changed. The deadline is the same."

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 59 ***** Sanctify saw herself in a dark forest with loud chippings and horrifying sounds which became louder at every step she took. Surprisingly she wasn't fazed or scared about anything as she boldly walked with a particular sense of direction and blood lust taking over her. What's working with her? She couldn't tell, it was as if she was being hypnotized with a force that can't be denied as she went nearer to her prey, a sharp dagger in her left hand as her long dark clothes danced freely from the impact of the air.

But before I can grasp it, darkness engulfs me, the world fading into oblivion. In this moment of vulnerability and uncertainty, I am at the mercy of the Krypts, their intentions unknown. The Wolf within me may be wounded, but its spirit refuses to be extinguished. As I drift into the abyss, the possibilities of what awaits in the chapters to come linger on the edge of my thoughts, foreshadowing the tumultuous journey that lies ahead.

he uttered, his voice tinged with sadness. I halted my steps, fighting the urge to look back. Taking a deep breath, and summoning all my courage, I resumed walking, resisting the pull to glance back, leaving him in the darkness.

I've already tried to find this place that holds so many secrets, and just another one of my horror dreams. "And dad, if you're hiding something from me, I'll find out with your help or not! There is something in this city that scares the remaining people and I will know whether or not my name is Delmom Salvatore.

"And if I don’t want to?" Dean’s smile widened, slow and predatory, the gleam in his eyes a mixture of triumph and malice. “Then the darkness will claim you anyway. You’ve felt it all your life, haven’t you? The whispers in the shadows? The pull you never understood?” He took a deliberate step forward, his voice dripping with eerie certainty. “You think this is something new, Henry? That you had a choice in this?” His voice dropped to a whisper, a blade wrapped in silk, slicing through the last remnants of denial. “This isn’t something you can run from. This is who you’ve always been.”