Dark Disturbing Quotes Novels & Stories

I almost shouted and pulled the cover over my face, leaving only my eyes that were bulging out trying to see anything even my breath quickened, my fear of darkness had and will always be my weakness. Nyctophobia will be the death of me. “Relax, nothing can hurt you,” he mumbled in a tired tone. “Can you at least pull the curtains apart, please?” I would laugh at myself if I ever heard myself talking during the night. I sounded like a child.

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

Don't tell me you are scared, Loretta, because I am going to make fun of you. Kendrick: We're in a dark place with no flashlight. How we got to this point is something I don't know about. I should get my phone for light, in case you're planning to bury me alive. " "Why would I want to bury you alive, Loretta? Jeez, you're cracking me up. " Could you please not talk to me in this dark place? I can't see your face. It's getting creepy already. And please do something about me not seeing anything, or I will get my phone and see where you've taken me to. "

"Are you ok?" Summer opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Reaching out she grabbed Asher's shirt trying to keep herself from passing out. "Times up." She muttered just as her whole world turned dark.

Until I realized how deformed my life was. I loved a man, who made me see how life could be messy and complicated. I loved a man, who taught me how living can be harsh and scary. That sometimes, the Thank You, I'm Sorry and I Love You sounds so empty, sounds void. That kindness and goodness would take you nowhere. He made me see the other side of the world, its darkest reality. And it includes Him.

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

They matched the size of the unknown. Godric held his chest. He had the feeling that the darkness would overwhelm him. He couldn't explain how this darkness could be so powerful that it touched even a ghost. The aura of the unknown was so powerful and haunting that Godric took a step back and dropped to his knees. The darkness seemed to weigh on his shoulders, trying to crush him. It wasn't just the young priest who felt like this, the other monks also seemed to have succumbed to this powerful aura. Amon held onto his staff and tried to defy the force, even if it was almost hopeless. "Don't let up!" He kept shouting encouragingly.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

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.

I was getting really impatient and angry. “It will happen when your whole existence falls under darkness…the darkness shall rule over you,over everything you know” His lips formed words, but he wasn't using words at all. It was making images appear before my eyes. Images of babies dying. Images of death. Images of people throwing babies into darkness and attacking innocent people. Images of children dying horribly in unimaginable ways. Images of someone I loved losing himself to madness and insanity. I covered my eyes with my hands just to block the vision from entering my brain, because no matter what, I didn't want to see this any longer.