Dark Disturbing Novels & Stories

He feeds off of utmost violence and pain of others, and he'll treat his plaything no differently. Zara wants to—no—needs to survive, she needs to reach the light so very desperately. However, will she eventually be devoured by the darkness that overpowers her mind, heart and soul? Will she succumb to the insanity until she's bled dry by the same man who once made her heart glow? - - - ⚠️ Warnings ⚠️ - Keep in mind, the story will be dark and sinister. - This material has content that may be disturbing to some readers. If you are uncomfortable with mature/triggering content, continue at your own risk.

I inquired, watching her puzzled about what she knew. "I knew something felt wrong. Early this morning I was in a deep meditation at the mountains and I noticed something strange. I could see darkness in the clouds rising over the pack. The animals in the forests were dying, and their blood was stained black as if poisoned by Darkness. Something terribly wrong is happening, something dark and evil is coming to the pack. The Dark one." Celeste tells me, her dark eyes spelling nothing but danger. "That's impossible." I say puzzled, "I stopped the Dark one, I closed the prison world before she could get out." I added

I muttered as I turned to leave. Without another glance back, I walked out of the clinic. Leaving Blake in charge of bringing her to me, at the Darkest Dungeon. We call it the Darkest Dungeon, not because it's dark literally. But because the harshest torture happens there. Those that don't deserve an easy death... Depending on their offense, ends up there. Where I could drag out their pains for weeks, months and even years. The last person that visited the Darkest Dungeon spent a year and two months there, facing the ultimate torture by the pass of each day until I finally decided to end him.

Now approaching Mike Dark Matter jumped down from a tree and caused huge dusk to hold Mike's body. Dust collects and Mike was shaking in fear for his dear life. His wounds were already fading before and now the dusk made it worse "Jason pls am sorry for all__the trouble _I_ caused you, "Mike said with all the strength he could muster". Dark Matter made the dusk turn him around to see his skin peeling and fading from his face along with his neck region where the dusk has previously held him "how so weak you humans are"

she whispered through gritted teeth, her voice barely more than a hiss. But the darkness was persuasive. It whispered to her, seductive and insidious, promising power and vengeance. Images flashed before her eyes – Visha's beheading, blood pooling on the ground, the terror in the eyes of those who witnessed it. Instead of feeling revulsion, she felt a sick thrill. The sight of blood excited her, and the thought of causing more chaos made her pulse race. Her mind raced with a whirlwind of chaotic thoughts. She saw flashes of violence, images of destruction, a world consumed by chaos. It was as if she were witnessing the birth of a monstrous entity, a dark reflection of her own soul.

"I guess this God of Darkness of yours isn't all that great, at the end of the day." Maddox had lashed out and threatened Wilbur just because he had insulted Maddox's god. He let out a powerful roar. "Darkness Falls!" His body lit up with roaring black spirit flames as dark clouds filled the sky. All at once, the air was plunged into what seemed like endless darkness. Maddox began to radiate a dark, ominous aura. The suffocating spiritual pressure weighed down on everyone as if the world was going to end. Even Lucia, Demi, and Sophie could not help the wave of terror that struck them, even if they were standing a good hundred meters away.

Viktor Morgenstar is the biggest, most annoying asshole, and if he thinks he can just play with my orgasm like that, then he’s got a whole other thing coming for him because the thing is, I do remember bits and pieces from what happened. Not just with his Gamma, but the other time, too, when he realized I had this Dark Shadow as well. “Fuck you,” I said through gritted teeth. There’s a millisecond of what looked like amusement and aghast at the same time on his face before it changes to a blank expression. “Excuse me?”

The force behind it was formidable. In the blink of an eye, Daxton disappeared into the darkness, only to reappear in front of Alexander. Thud! A black shadow flashed past, striking Alexander. The concrete ground beneath his feet cracked open, sending him crashing down to the floor below. The impact was intriguing. "Die!" Another roar erupted from Daxton, his aura brimming with murder, corruption, and darkness. Those weaker in strength would surely find their will to fight dwindling at the sight of this scene.

More aligned with the First Dark’s original beliefs. “I am Doubt,” it said. Its voice was heavy. Resigned. Certain of failure. “I am the piece that believes nothing is better. That believes existence is suffering. That believes erasure is mercy. And I will prove it. I will experience your precious existence. I will feel your claimed connection. I will understand your supposed meaning. And then I will report that everything you said was lies. Everything you promised was false. Everything you believe is wrong. And the First Dark will erase all existence. Will return everything to perfect peaceful nothing. Will end this failed experiment forever.”

I gulped at that and held the phone away, letting out a deep breath. “Yes ... no anal, and that’s not negotiable, I’m pretty much fine with anything else. Oh and no other people, I don’t want to walk into a dark room and discover other people in there, it’s only you, that’s it,” I said, nervous for his response. “Hmm, I won’t do anything you don’t like, so maybe we can put that away for another time, but good to know. There certainly will never be another person, I won’t share you,” he said, matter of fact.