Dark Harmony Novels & Stories

“All five of us. Together. For one day. We will observe. We will feel. We will understand. And then we will prove you wrong. Will demonstrate that existence is terrible. Will show that nothing is superior. Will convince Dawn and Dusk to return. Will restore unity. Will end this corruption. One day. That is our offer. That is our compromise. That is our final attempt before we erase everything. Accept or we end this now.” “We accept,” I said. “One day. All five of you. Complete experience. Honest observation. True understanding. Then you choose. That is fair. That is acceptable. That is sufficient.” The five Darks began to transform. To shrink. To become manageable. They took forms that allow

“The darkness which is beyond the reach of the moonlight will devour every living soul, the filthy blood of the impure is like a poisoned dagger into the heart of the realm. Son of darkness, away from my descendant, heed this omen...” I doubled over, my hands braced on the floor, the sharp stone was biting into my hands and the smell of blood lingered in the air but I didn’t care, nothing beat the pain that I was feeling within. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry blossoms, with eyes the colour of the bird of night, and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the

--- That did it. Something inside Damien snapped. --- The air around him shifted. Violently. Not like Aria’s light. Not warm. Not golden. This was— Dark. Heavy. Crushing. --- Jay took a step back. “…okay, that’s new.” Liam didn’t move. But his voice dropped. “Damien.” No response. --- Damien’s eyes darkened. Not metaphorically. Literally. The color draining. Replaced by something deeper. Something ancient. ---

Zoe paced the hallway outside the infirmary, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The image of Dominic - his black eyes, the dark veins twisting across his body - was seared into her memory. It wasn’t just darkness consuming him; it was something alive, ancient, and malicious. Sara sat nearby, her leg bouncing with nervous energy. “What was that? He wasn’t just angry or hurt - he was something else entirely.” Zoe stopped pacing and leaned against the wall, clutching her still bandaged arm. “It’s the same darkness we saw during the attack. It’s inside him now. But how? Why him?”

"We don't know which reality she fled to." "Yes we do." I close my eyes. Feel for the bond. The connection. The void calling to void. "She went somewhere dark. Somewhere that matches her pain. Somewhere that will feed the corruption inside her." I open a portal. To the darkest reality I can sense. Where Hope's energy signature pulses like a dying star. We step through. Into shadow. Into cold. Into a world where the sun never rose. Everything here is twisted. Wrong. Buildings made of bone. Streets paved with ash. Sky bleeding darkness.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

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

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

It was like i knew they existed before now and that made me wary. The mummering ceased abruptly and irena grimaced. I pulled her closer and tucked her head beneath my chin, Rocking her gently. "It's going to be all right." I whispered to myself and a sleeping irena. Something pulled my eyes towards the forest beyond the clearing and I could feel something beckoning me. It was dangerous and I could hear some strange languages in my head. I shook my head and looked the opposite way. A shadow moved past, just at the edge of the clearing. One thing was sure.

I could still feel it and it wasn't pleasant at all. It felt like a warning. Like the worst had yet to come. Like a kind of darkness that consumes your emotions. That night was darker than ever. I didn't feel like talking to anyone and went straight to bed. Too much had happened today. Just too much. ============================ Your thoughts on the Dark Prince? 🤔🤔🤔