Dark Link Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"I sever this bond of darkness. I break the tether forged in deceit and corruption. No shadow shall claim her soul!" A sudden, searing pain shot through Lira’s skull, and she gasped, collapsing to her knees. Her vision blurred as a familiar, suffocating presence pushed against her mind. A voice—low, venomous, and ancient—slithered through her thoughts. "Foolish girl," Malakar whispered, his voice wrapping around her consciousness like a cold serpent. "You think you can escape me?" Lira’s body convulsed as the darkness tightened its grip. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and the world around her distorted as dark tendrils curled through her mind, suffocating her, pulling her deeper into the

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

It was fucking terrible. As I left the lights behind, the buildings grew tall enough to block any moonlight. The darkness closed in. My eyes darted from every nook and cranny expecting... well I don't know what, to jump out, but something scary. It could be a bad guy or a vampire, or hell a wendiego. An image of a slender white body with a mouthful of pointed teeth plagued my mind. My throat tightened. I could feel that fear surging through me again.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe

Frustration bubbled inside me as I clicked link after link, searching for anything that felt real. Then I found it. An article buried deep in an obscure forum, titled “The Forgotten Threat: Nightwalkers Among Us.” “Guys,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. “I think I found something.” They crowded around me as I scrolled through the page. It described creatures that thrived in darkness, their eyes pitch black, their presence marked by death and destruction. The details were sparse, but the fear in the writer’s words was palpable. “This has to be fake,” Zane said, though he didn’t sound entirely convinced.

I am hearing omer and others yellings from the phone. Once again Iam surrounded by darkness, I am standing in a dark, dark alley, there is no light, not even the moon. I am pushed back to the day of the party. I am wearing the same dress that I wore for the party, suddenly I heard footsteps and I turned around to see the same creepy guy from the party standing few feet away from me and he has a smirk on his face, and his eyes are glowing red like a devil.

Pippa’s POV I’ve never experienced darkness like this before. It’s like being encased in living, breathing blackness. Not even my superior Lycan vision can penetrate it. “Pippa!” Adrian screams in my head. “Where are you?” I try to hold on to the link like he taught me to do, but it’s even more difficult than before. The link breaks, but he quickly re-establishes it to ask me if I’m at the camp. “No, I…it’s dark, I don’t…” is all I can manage to get out before the link breaks again.

The house is deadly quiet. Steeling myself, I grip the hand and yank the door open. The hall is pitch black, creepy now that I’m finally taking time to study it. Thanks to my wolf side, I can see in the dark with no problem. But that doesn’t make it any less chilling. Shadows cling to every corner, darting across the bare, empty space. The floor creaks slightly as I step from my room, closing the door softly behind me. I pause, holding my breath, just waiting for Dominic to pop up and order me back to my room. But he doesn’t.