Romans & histoires Dark Matter Fanfiction

He couldn’t even form proper words anymore, just desperate, blabbering sounds as Damien ruined him. Damien leaned over him, biting the back of his neck hard enough to make Elias whimper. He fucked into him even harder. “I’m going to breed this hole every single day while they’re gone,” Damien growled against his skin. “Pump you full of cum until you’re leaking me for hours. Until you can’t think about anything else but taking my load.” The filthy words hit Elias like a shockwave. His whole body tightened. “Ahh…! Mmmh—! Damien…!” he moaned, voice cracking. “I… I can’t… it’s too much… unngh…!”

The white light eats the last of the seal, and the door doesn’t open so much as surrender. Thorne steps through the dissolved frame into my violet glow, and for a moment the two of us light the dark room from opposite ends, my silver and his, the same color pitched a half-step apart, two flares of the same impossible chemistry agreeing on nothing but their wrongness. Damian is a fixed shadow between us, sidearm up, and I can see in the set of his shoulders that he has finally accepted what his instruments told him: the man in the white frame bleeds the same light his asset does.

She looked ravishing, chained like that to be honest. I made me want to do things with her. Just like that. On that spot. She was struggling, leaping and jumping when suddenly she stopped. " Draco, wait. Did you know that thing which was trying impregnating me just a few moments prior to now? " I nodded. " Okay! Draco I saw... I saw Damian. I mean I think I saw his light. In the outskirts. And then there was a greenish light. And then it took Damian's light out! "

May wakes up the following day in her warm bed. She sat and rubbed her eyes while the sunlight bathed the room. After freshening up, she leaves. “ So you're saying that dark matter is an actual creature, that wants to destroy the whole world or something? ” Stacey asks when May concluded her story as they head to the dining. “ I dunno what is it it wants, but it just fills you with hate and revenge. Making you feel like that's the only thing in the world that you need. ”

Damon taunted, his voice woven with dark magic. Flameheart gritted his teeth, focusing on the flicker of hope that ignited within him. Just as he was about to counter Damon’s attack, the ground began to tremble, the realm itself seeming to turn against him. Shadows writhed and twisted, a manifestation of the dark energies at play.

I flinched. But even as I wanted to argue, Theo’s face—the tight jaw, the way his fists trembled—came back sharper than any words I could form. “I…” My throat locked. Damien’s smirk curved. “Exactly.” His hand tilted my chin up, forcing my gaze to his. “Stop torturing yourself with fantasies of knights. They’ll never survive in the dark. But I…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “I am the dark. And I’ll make sure no one can take you from me.”

I want to scream don’t let her near our child, but my mouth won’t obey. “I know,” Damian whispers, forehead resting against mine. “I know you’re fighting. Just… don’t let go yet.” Darkness surges. The last thing I hear before everything fades is Damian’s voice, raw and unfiltered, filled with something terrifying and absolute. “If anyone did this to her,” he says quietly, deadly calm, “I will burn their entire world down.” And then nothing... I think I died.

Teacher Fernando walk beside the window and watch the large field. The author of Illuminating Darkness has weird taste of writing history. The world building of Illuminating Darkness is kinda weird in some aspect, but lore must be quite superb dahil naging sikat itong libro. “His heart turned into the dragons; His kidneys turned into the Elves; His ears turned into beast people; His liver turned into mystical creatures; His brain turned into dwarves. His spirit became the seven orthodox Gods, and His knowledge gave birth to humanity.” pagpapatuloy nito habang naka-tingin parin sa labas.

More aligned with the First Dark’s original beliefs. “I am Doubt,” it said. Its voice was heavy. Resigned. Certain of failure. “I am the piece that believes nothing is better. That believes existence is suffering. That believes erasure is mercy. And I will prove it. I will experience your precious existence. I will feel your claimed connection. I will understand your supposed meaning. And then I will report that everything you said was lies. Everything you promised was false. Everything you believe is wrong. And the First Dark will erase all existence. Will return everything to perfect peaceful nothing. Will end this failed experiment forever.”

Especially since his whole fantasy was for there to be a shroud of mystery with us meeting. She continued, "I can give him your number and he can call and go over any other specifics with you. I realize it'll be dark but I don't know if there's anything special he wants you to wear or not wear, any special way he wants you to smell, that kind of thing. I think the whole premise of being in the dark is to heighten all of your other senses. He really wants the physical connection with you, without any pretense about who he is or who his family is or all that."