Dark Disturbing Novels & Stories

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

Now that she’s going to marry him, does that mean she’s going to live in that dreadful place? Back in the Herald Estate, she had heard a lot of rumors about that wasteland and her husband-to-be from the servants. They said the Dorumn was a place where monsters always appear. And as if it was cursed by the goddess Luna, no living thing thrive in that place. And Dark was reffered in either names. The blood-lust alpha who cannot live a single day without spiling blood. Or the dark alpha who brought darkness to everywhere he goes. However, it’s strange.

He said, making her happy and they made their way out of the castle, to their people. ............................................................................................................................................ "Darkness" Darkness was the only thing surrounding Ragnor. He was in complete darkness, laying on his bed. His body damp, sweating as his eyeballs moving rapidly right and left. Ragnor's skin going red. It was the pain, it was the anger, it was even the sadness, everything that was consuming him. "Mother...mother.... I am scare....d. He isn't co....ming bac...k" "MMoth...er.... Ma...."

Her back arched off the metal surface, her mouth opening in a silent cry as her eyes rolled back—white, glowing faintly. Her fingertips sparked with light. Darian’s voice dropped. “It’s beginning.” Aarin’s heart lurched. “No—no, no—Alina—stay with me!” A crack split the air—like the sound of a massive door unlocking somewhere far away. The lights in the room flickered one last time and died. Darkness swallowed them. Not normal darkness. Living darkness. Twisting. Breathing. Watching. “Aarin…” Alina’s voice drifted out—small, terrified, and echoing as if far away. “I… I can’t stop it…”

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

She heard the sound of the guys' laughter and that was the last thing she remembered before everything turned dark. X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X ~ COLTON ~ “Fucking hell!” Colton banged his fist to the metal door and clenched his jaw. He knew these parties well and the basement was always the worst place to be in. The first floor area was where people would mingle and party and the upper level was where couples would go to have sex. But the basement… that was where the illegal stuff would go down.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

But he still held me firmly, hoarsely saying, "Alisha, I can't...even if you hate me, I..." His words were not finished when suddenly the surrounding black mist began to thicken, even covering the moon in the sky. A nauseating and foul stench filled the air. I widened my eyes, staring ahead. In the black mist, an immensely huge wolf manifested its form. The trees around it appeared petite in its presence. In its eye sockets were two crimson flames that emitted an ominous glow within the black mist. The Lord of Dark had appeared.

Oshey walked to the window and glanced at the tree. She had the impression the tree was looking back. "I can see why you and I share this insane attraction." Oshey peeked over her shoulder at him. After a heavy such she continued to explain what she had been seeing. "In my visions, I see you and me fighting about the death of our son. Then I see you and me fighting in a different place. Then, again it shifts, I'm in a dark room, and there is a faint green light, like the lumination from a neon sign. Cammie is with me, and she is scared of the darkness. I can barely see through the light, but I know there is someone else with us."

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.