Dark Disturbing Novels & Stories

DARK DESIRES EPISODE FIFTY "I was drunk,You got me angry last night,I went off boundaries to force you to sleep with me,But I didn't use the right words to ask you about it,I'm sorry okay"He said more softly and I stared at me for a while. Who could believe that the ruthless Mafia boss is the one apologizing to me? "It's fine,I never said I'm angry"I mumbled staring at his tattooed chest, My eyes not leaving the beautiful tattoos.

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

He had known them from childhood that they are greedy and can satisfy their desire anyhow even if it will cost a nation dieing. They are always surrounded with black and evil aura, their aura blazed with hellfire, as if the darkness inside their soul could not be contained any longer and used to leak out without constraint. He stood by the window with their fists clenched into tight balls. He try to hid his devastated expression and He knows He is in his darkest state.

What follows is a painful fall and then. DARKNESS!!! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Karl said he was laughing. “You Dark? Are you ready for the med exam? ” Loel asked "Dark is always ready, right dude?" Bryan asked Dark turned to them. One of his teammates was blurry in his vision. He realised Dark was staring at him. "Damn, Dark, why are you staring at me like that?" Blake said. Blake was nervous when Dark stared at him as if Dark could see his soul. He has goosebumps. "Give up on her. Don't leave the house later, or you're just going to be doomed.” Dark said all of a sudden.

A black maria zoomed along the highway in the late night. It’s noise loud enough to disturb the peace and serenity of the evening. The front and passenger seats were occupied by two policemen who were chatting away, while the back was occupied by criminals who had just received judgment and sat in handcuffs. The air was filled with gloom as none of the criminals made any sound. Each to his own thoughts. “I swear to God, Arsenal has to be the most useless team I have ever seen in my life.” The cop who was driving cursed as his face squeezed in anger.

Asked Ann with Alert in her voice. "What's that?" Edmund repeated after Ann's question -- Now that the suitcase with a bug was near Ann and Damon, he and Buster finally had ears on their conversation. "It appeared to be a black orb thing in the man's hand." Buster increased the magnification of the telescope. "This, is the Darkhole." Damon grinned at Ann, handing over the orb, "The dark magic vessel that absorbs souls." Ann sneered at Damon, "Liar! What about your body being the vessel?!"

"Ahh…no..no.nooo…please" Shrill cry echoed in the whole room along with Damien's laughter. "Look , fucker is begging like the women getting fucked" He again removed pulled stip from his chest,"Ahhhaa... D.... Do.....don't.... This.... Please I.... I... Beg.... Stop.... This... Please". He begged again but the beast didn't stop getting annoyed by his screams took red chilli powder and filled his mouth with it. Darlos hissed and screamed again and in a few seconds he started losing his consciousness,his eyes were red like blood was about to spill out of his eyes..

Although I was still upset at Raphael, the hatred I was feeling before was completely gone. The Darkness's influence lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it had manipulated my emotions, amplifying every negative sentiment until it became almost unbearable. Anger, grief, despair, and fury… all these feelings had been magnified, distorted, and twisted to serve The Darkness's sinister purposes. Its presence had been a constant catalyst, fueling my pain and nudging me toward destructive choices. And it worked, exploiting my vulnerabilities with devastating precision.

It couldn’t be. The temperature changed. Almost as if the air conditioner itself knew the devil had returned and needed to make the room warmer. Her body went into alarm. The hairs on her skin rose. Her hands froze around the speaker. She didn’t want to turn around. She didn’t want to confirm it. But she had to. Slowly, Eliana looked toward the doorway. There he was. Standing in his perfect darkness. Like the dead had returned to life. Black upon black. Everything about him wrapped in shadows, like darkness itself had chosen a body. Cesare stood in the doorway.