Dark Link Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Kinks: Vampire kink, bloodplay (light), possessive kink, dark romance. The night wrapped around the small room like a heavy cloak, thick and suffocating. The only light was a flickering candle on the windowsill, casting strange shadows that danced on peeling wallpaper. Every sound felt louder — my own breath, the soft creak of the floorboards, and the steady, quiet steps coming closer. He stood in the corner, watching me with eyes that glowed faint red in the dark. It wasn’t natural. It was something old and dangerous. My heart thundered so loud I thought he could hear it.

Kimber and the others stared at her wondering what was so funny, but Marcu, Dr Grigo, and Drago just looked at them. “They know,” Madchen whispered, “Yes, they know we can mind link, our secret is out,” Throughout the report, Drago stayed with Madchen, keeping a possessive arm around her waist, at least until he had to let go, and take a look at one of his patients.

Baek was muttering unfamiliar words he’s reading from a book. He smirked once more before closing his eyes as he felt something taking his body. “See you soon, Dear Prince…” “Ate Sid,” I annoyingly took down the book that I was reading; I placed it on the chair beside me, pushed the flush button and prepared myself to go out. “What is it again, Daya?” I shouted back, still inside the comfort room. When I saw my poop still floating and haven’t flushed yet, I pushed the flush button once more and did some hand hygiene before going out.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

“Perhaps it’s too late already?” Lucifer draws himself nearer, the pungent smell of burning filled my nose, “Tell me Princess of St Leger, how many people have you killed already with your power?” He pauses once more, leaning so close now that the heat from his breath warms my cheek. “How many people reside on your list to dispatch already I wonder? I predict that the seed of darkness has already been sewn. “And it is a well known fact that the St Leger power feeds off of darkness.” He finishes. The room falling into silence around us.

Suddenly bursting forward like a thunderbolt, I finally broke through the horrific darkness to the portal to another world. A blinding white radiance consumed me in an instant, and I felt as if I was being dragged into a vortex at that very moment. An irresistible force pushed me into the center of the light, and I turned around towards Dicken in my reluctance to part—Dicken was wrestling against the countless black limbs in the darkness, each of which were connected to heads. His fishtail would kick up a cyclone that swiped those disgusting things apart, while the wings growing over his back were spread wide open, giving him the appearance of a mythical reaper emerging out of hell.

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly

⸻ Lucian noticed immediately. “What is it?” ⸻ Amara frowned faintly. ⸻ “I…” A pause. ⸻ “I know this sounds insane.” ⸻ Dante crossed his arms. ⸻ “At this point, that means absolutely nothing.” ⸻ Amara ignored him. ⸻ “There’s something down there.” ⸻ Kael sighed heavily. ⸻ “Yes. Darkness. Murder tunnels. Probably trauma.” ⸻ “No,” she whispered. ⸻

He is just watching. “Drake, please!” I cry out. The darkness lunges. It hits me from behind, a cold, suffocating weight that slams me back into the mud. I try to kick, to fight, but the shadow is everywhere. It’s in my hair, under my skin, behind my eyes. It whispers things I don't want to hear. It tells me that the light is a lie. It tells me that I belong here, in the dark. …beep…