Dark Morning By Aisle Landon Novels & Stories

She wants me home as much as I want to be there with her. “Tempting, but I can’t yet.” “Alright Aolis. Well, I’d better go. I don’t want Samlael thinking I’m not serious about my training.” It’s quiet a moment. “I love you, Aolis.” “I love you, Lily.” After that one night, I began having dreams of claiming Lily again. Each morning, Eventide is revitalized with flowers and color and by the end of every day, it is dark and gloomy again. Each day, the darkness of the land seems to get darker.

- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand. After all, Nadir had spent all her life in the Underworld, and to feed she would always go out at night, returning before sunrise, so she was not used to it, and the sun's rays striking her eyes were not pleasant. Nadir got up and pulled the blinds all the way down, then folded the couch she slept on and stowed the sheets in it.

The chaos of her night drained away from her as if it was never there between then and the brevity of light that would eventually stretch across her room and recall her to join the living. While dawn was only several hours away, it was still Aislyn’s least favorite part of the day. It’s what would set her up for failure, day in and day out. It would remind her that her efforts were futile and still Aislyn brought herself to try. Today would be no different, Aislyn told herself. Sure, Derek’s shape still lay on the couch just beyond her room, but not even he was going to change things.

Since a killer is running loose in WhiSare, I will find him, make him pay and keep my friends safe. “I think my motives are none of your business,” I replied finally. She glanced at me again and said nothing but she nodded and I caught the respect in her eyes. “Fine. Your choice. Down Hills is a long way off though, if you don’t want to talk about your motives then you should sleep. We’ll probably get to Down Hills by midmorning.” Dawn was fast dispersing. The dashboard clock read 7: 03 am. Clouds were already gathering in the sky. I had slept late but I didn’t feel sleepy.

I wanted to confirm if I really was seeing things. I closed my locker. It was going to be another walk in the dark. Maybe Anton would magically appear again. I stepped out the door, leaving the room lights on yet again before the door closed behind me. I locked it then quickly turned around to face the dark. The yellow lit parking lot stared at me just like it always did. My damn car, too. I stepped forward while keeping my eyes on the wall of the building across the street. As I walked, the ember that wasn't a cigarette coalesced in the darkness. It was him. That man I spoke to, I had completely forgotten about that weird encounter this morning. Damn.

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

"Under the same night sky, we find solace in the stars." ~Unknown The weather was absolutely stunning, with the rain ceasing and the sky adorned with clouds. A pleasant buzz filled the atmosphere. It was already late at night, around ten o'clock, as Luna Jackson strolled through the lawn, donning a light blue shirt with her long, silky hair cascading freely. She anxiously awaited the return of her father, who had been away on a business trip abroad for several days.

Allissa The longest night of my life had no end that I could find. It simply went on, hour after hour, in the cold ruin of my daughter’s bedroom, until the dark outside her window began to gray and I understood that the world intended to have a morning whether my child was in it or not. We had not slept. There was no version of the night in which we slept.

And with that promise echoing in his heart, he surged forward, his pack close behind, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. A few hours later, the first light of dawn crept over Blackthorn, painting the ruined courtyard with muted gold and crimson hues. In that fragile morning glow, Diego stood atop a shattered wall, surveying the aftermath of last night’s battle. Amid the remnants of shattered stone and spilled blood, a familiar sound stirred hope in his weary heart—the steady, resolute voices of his pack.

Then, with purpose, I tossed it into the trash can. The sharp, hollow clink of metal hitting the bottom echoed through the quiet night. The wind brushed against me, its chill settling over my skin. I looked out over the night view, where even the dimmest stars held a faint trace of light. Then, I turned and stepped back inside, closing the door behind me. In that moment, I felt a stillness I had never known. Everything in the past had finally fallen with the stars into endless darkness. And ahead of me, there lay countless possibilities that I could explore one by one.