Dark Matter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he says standing up and walking towards the door he stops next to me and comments. “hey Ratko, I know you've always told me that I shouldn't get involved with anyone, but I think I met,” I see him seriously and snap "If you want me to die with a headshot, continue with your game…" I turn and leave the room, leaving him alone and surprised by my answer. In this world, such a thing as love does not exist, such a thing as a relationship does not exist, in my world, in Darkness, there is only one thing, kill or be killed.

The surroundings gradually darkened because the moon has changed color, but any darkness is irrelevant to my eyes that can see right through it. I can hear screams everywhere, which almost drew my attention, but they vanished when, from the darkest part of that place, I saw someone standing—no, he was now walking—and in an instant, he was already in front of me, but I didn't have the chance to see his face. The next thing I knew, he had sucked my neck and drunk my blood along with my screams and a tight grip on his ripped arm. "You're all mine. Your blood, your body, your soul. I'll kill everyone who threatens me and my possession. I'll kill whoever try to take you away from me. Now sleep, A

You've passed the point of no/Angel of music Return/You deceived me I gave you my mind blindly You try my patience Make your choice Pitiful creature of darkness What kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you You are not alone When Emmy Rossum and Gerard Butler kissed, Daphnie started crying again; I also let a few tears fall. It was probably the most beautiful moment in the movie.

DIANA'S POV I love him too and I want my dreams of being the mother of his children to come to pass one day, this would make me feel complete. So, I won't care about anything the Shamma has to say and I'll do all in my power to make babies for him, even though it is the hardest way ever. Even though it means me going for help at places I should not go to at all. LUCIAN'S POV I can't imagine that this would happen to me at all, it is still like a bad dream and I can't wait to finally wake up from how terrible it makes me feel.

She didn't know where she was going, just that she had to get away from the palace and the danger. But running had made her very tired. She was getting weaker and slower. Her vision was getting blurry, and everything was going dark. She tripped and fell hard to the ground. It hurt, and she felt herself going unconscious. Her eyes closed, and she didn't know anything else. A soft kiss on her lips woke her up. She blinked, trying to focus on the figure hovering above her. There he was again, the man she had Always dreamt about so many times. His face was shadowed, but she could make out the contours, the strong jawline, the piercing eyes. He was almost naked, save for the briefs he wore, his m

The pack that once defined her identity was now transforming her into something darker. Her heart clenched at the thought of a man with thick, dark hair and piercing black eyes. A shiver ran through her body, making her skin tingle. King Draven, the Vampire King, as she had come to know him, was occupying her mind in ways she couldn’t explain. Even in her dreams, he invaded her thoughts—but in those dreams, he saved her. He saved her from Lucas, her worst enemy. She shook her head again, determined to focus. These two men—Lucas, whom she hated, and Draven, whom she feared—would not ruin her plans. She would not let Lucas’s cruelty or the Vampire King’s enigmatic presence destroy her life.

Instead, the magic backfired. A flood of visions slammed into her mind with brutal force. She saw thousands of futures at once: One where Liora was taken and turned into a weapon that ended the world in eternal darkness. One where Kael died protecting them, his wolf form crumbling to ash. One where Damien sacrificed himself to close the Eclipse, burning away in sunlight. One where Serena herself broke under the pressure and joined the Council. The worst vision was the last: Liora standing alone in a dead world, whispering, “Why didn’t you save me?”

"Planning God knows what and I hate that I have to wait to see what it is." "Damian," I whispered, pulling back slightly to look up at him. "What did you mean before? When you said you'd done things... that makes men like Volkov have sleepless nights?" I had seen flashes of this other Damian, the one who could command a room with a look, whose name could clear a room. But I had never asked him to name the darkness. I was afraid of what I would find. He studied my face for a long moment, his thumb gently stroking my cheek. "Some things are better left buried, B."

I came to back on the shore of the river with the sunlight warming my skin. I sat up. The river dragon was gone. Remi sat leaning over me, stroking my hair. "There she is," he whispered, as if reassuring himself. The firefly buzzed around his shoulder. I batted Remi's hand away. "You were there!" "Where?" Remi asked. "My mom. She stole Matei's power. He's like a succubus or something." "Incubus." "Incu? Whatever. Fuck. Was that real? Did that actually happen?"

Bergsman said. They are now incircled with the bonfire that Heark made. The trees where all black and lifeless, there's no bird that sings in the middle of the night the moon that keeps the earth bright and there it goes the stars that twinkling up in the skies that brings hope. All they can see were all dark, black. "We should rest now, tomorrow is indeed another life." The Woman was now comfortable sleeping aside from it she don't care if zombies will eat her. Fernand seems so envied.