Dark Disturbing Quotes Novels & Stories

[--Kaiser Volkov--] I’m drowning in darkness, held in its vice-like grip, a weight pressing in from all sides. The air is thick and heavy, each breath a struggle that brings only more despair instead of relief. It’s as though I’m caught in some endless, inky void, with shadows clawing at me, pulling me deeper, binding me tighter. I can hear voices, distant and distorted, like whispers floating through the fog, just beyond reach. I try to make out their words, but they slip away like sand through my fingers, leaving only fragments—broken, mocking echoes that tear through my mind.

I’m not giving a fuck. The darkness here has swallowed the furniture and everything else occupying this space. But when I unblind the windows, the environment begins to make sense, only because the lights in Vadarya’s are rude and don’t know their boundaries. They come in red and green flashes, passing through the windows facing the girl’s villa, nearly blinding as I look at them while cursing at how fucking extreme they are. Coffee. I need coffee—just so I can survive the night with this massive frustration.

“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.

If only my body could support. I don't even know if I will even survive the next minute. And here I am trying to be there Messiah. " You? How dare you talk to us like that?" Raising my brow. I just scoff. Looking the man dead in his eyes. " How else do you want me to talk to you?" " Hey perverted bastard son of assholes? How is the sun treating you today...oh shit. I forgot." " You can't go into the sun. What a shame. Don't you get bored of the darkness?"

Even if I turn my body and look at every corner, there is nothing but shadows. My shadow will always accompany you. I’m surrounded by darkness. Laura’s voice seems to echo around me; it’s dancing with the nasty notes and her promise to torment me. I will be a ghost forever. I will always torment you. I scream at the top of my lungs, hoping my frustration is louder than Laura’s words that blend with her laughter. Her wickedness is suffocating me. I’m crying, covering my ears, with my eyes squeezed shut, but even if I open them, there’s nothing but darkness surrounding me. I’m stuck with it anyway.

I am shredded by the sharp razor of hurt I can no longer bleed anymore. Dear you, as you are reading this, I fear I might be kissing the last breathe of air of my sanity goodbye in any moment. Dear you, I feel like my days are being numbered in the land of the light. And dear you, I feel like if this darkness consumes me, I’ll be stuck in the dark forever. Alone, scared, lonely. Bare. **

They say, there's a dark side to everything, a little bad amidst all that good. But, I fear there's no dark side to me, for there has never been a good side. I'm dark, as dark as the starless sky, as dark as the forest in the dead of the night. Dark as the darkness just before the dawn. I'm dark, dark is me. Victor Mairo Tyler's POV

He whispers, his eyes staring into mine sincerely. “ Did someone ever tell you this? ” I repeat, raising my hands to his cheeks. “ You are a beautiful soul, Aleister Anasazi. The darkness hasn’t touched you like you think it did. It never will. Because you have light in you. Light that you can’t see but I can. It’s beautiful…and I…I love it. ”

Jessica shivered, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, feeling the chill seeping into her bones. The quilt seemed to be covered in a thin layer of frost, making everything feel icy cold. Jessica's head throbbed, her thoughts slowing down, as if everything was becoming unclear, with brief moments of blankness in her mind. It was terrifying, like drowning in the sea without being able to grab onto anything. This feeling was called despair. In the darkness, tears fell. From some movie, she remembered hearing a line, "Fragile people like darkness because it conceals all vulnerabilities and helplessness. Even if you cry, darkness can hide it for you."

**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...*