Dark Fall Novels & Stories

"Seo-yeon Lee! Where are you?! Seo-yeon! Please, answer me!", I turned around to follow the sound only to find darkness surrounding me from everywhere. "Where am I? Who is calling me? Why is this place so scary and dark?", I murmured to myself. " Seo-yeon Lee!", I heard the same deep voice."Why can't I move my body? I'm scared. Wait a minute, this sound, it sounds familiar. Very much familiar. Is it that boy named Ryung Gwan's voice?", I inquired as I tried my best to follow the sound.

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.

He was still anxious when he thought of that ghastly nightmare. Davian and Felicity were both drunk in Club Enigma, and the music in the room was deafening. Felicity collapsed on the couch, eyes closed, but could still sing along with a few lines. Davian collapsed next to her, completely blacked out. A man was sitting in a dark corner. He was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, like Hades, the ruler of darkness. He gently swirled a glass of red wine in his hand, and the dark shade of red that was reflected in his eyes made them blood-red. He stared at the glass for a long time, and suddenly sneered, his expression cold. 'That woman's heart is cold and hard, like a rock. I can never cha

Dante laughed and laughed like a maniac and only the darkness surrounded him. *** Deep within the hideout, the air hung heavy with malevolence. Claire, trapped in her restraints and confined within a dark cage, could sense the presence of evil all around her. She strained her senses, trying to make sense of her surroundings and find a way to escape. The sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the chamber. Cassandra, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malice, emerged from the shadows. Her form seemed to meld with the darkness itself, making her an ominous figure in the dimly lit room.

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

Dyron chided, his voice a deadly mix of honey and poison in sweetness once more. “You!” Colter roared in anger, pointing at Dyron who only smiled at him sweetly, instantly recognizing the king of darkness. “Me.” Dyron said happily, pointing at himself and unleashed a dark aura that he sent spiraling towards Colter without a second thought. It was pain. It felt like every inch of his body was being burned, his brain, his heart, his lungs, every fiber of his existence cried out in agony as the dark spell coursed through him. Dyron was transferring the darkness into him and Colter’s body could not take it. It felt like it was about to burst with all the sinister energy flowing through.

[The Whisper in the Dark] The darkness was not merely an absence of light; it was a physical weight, pressing against Ivy’s eyes and filling her throat with the taste of ancient dust and sea salt. The heavy grinding of the stone wall sealing shut had echoed like the closing of a tomb, severing the last thread connecting her to the world above. Now, there was only the damp cold of the cellar, the rhythmic crashing of the Atlantic against the cliffs outside, and the ragged, wet breathing of the woman who wanted to kill her.

“I am not the only Dark. Not the only thing that existed before something. There are others. Many others. Scattered through the void beyond reality. Sleeping. Waiting. Watching. And they know what I chose. Now I joined existence. Know I betrayed nothing. And they are angry. They are furious. They are coming.” “How many?” Sera asked. Her voice was steady but her face was pale. “How many Darks exist? How many forces want to erase us? How many threats are coming?” “Seven. There are seven Darks total. I am the First. The original. The strongest. But six others exist. Second through Seventh. Each one is powerful. Each one is convinced that nothing is better. Each one is capable of erasing everyth

A blinding, suffocating dark haze violently clouded his entire vision, entirely replacing the terrifying hyper-lucidity with a deeply lethal, highly toxic delirium. He violently collapsed completely backward entirely into the freezing, deep sludge. He didn't actively possess the microscopic strength to completely fight it anymore. The empire was entirely ashes. As the terrifying, freezing black sludge violently filled his actively bleeding mouth, the complete, absolute darkness finally, violently swallowed the legendary Devil of Dalal Street entirely whole.