Novel & Cerita Dark Passage Novel

I had managed to carry Erin in on my back as Dimitra picked the lock on the door and then kicked it back forcefully. The entire mansion was dark. And it stank of Dark energy, yet that was just my motivation as I glided through the darkness, towards where my room used to be. My old room was on the other end of the mansion secluded from everyone else and that's how I liked it. I needed help as D, as I called her by her nickname, carried Erin over her shoulder as we walked past the equally dark kitchen and then turned to the left down a hallway that led to my room.

Sophie's POV **The Descent Into Darkness** The explosion tore through the sanctuary's east wing with the force of a dying star. Concrete dust rained down as we ran, each breath scraping my lungs raw with smoke and panic. Alexander's small hand was a vise around mine, his fingernails digging half-moons into my palm as we stumbled toward the storm drains. Behind us, the night burned orange with hellish light, casting monstrous shadows that danced across Damien's blood-streaked face.

Chapter forty five / barriers Darling Kate’s pov The journey into the human dead zones took nearly twelve hours of driving through desolate, abandoned backroads where the presence of the supernatural world completely faded into nothingness. By the time the truck finally groaned to a halt, the sun had dipped below the horizon, burying the landscape in a thick, protective blanket of night.

, this feeling was not only strictly forbidden, but also its power posed a great danger, especially to the Darkness. Johhan was racing through the city, ignoring the puzzled stares of humans he passed, occasionally hitting someone lightly, especially if the sidewalk was too crowded. Fortunately, this did not happen often, because it was already evening and there were less people outside than during the day. Johhan wanted to be at the portal to Underworld as soon as possible, which, however, was very far away from the city center, behind the suburbs, in the woods, away from mortal eyes. ~~~~~~

”she added She walked past them toward the exit, barefoot, leaving ice like footprints that melted the moment she passed and right behind her, the warehouse lights flickered once then died forever. In the darkness, something small and new kicked inside her, impatient for the war to come

Damn it, once Trevor took over this pack, I would make sure that Brandon paid for the way he has treated me so far! How dare he be so rude to me? ...... VANCE I felt like I was floating around in infinite darkness, and I could not open my eyes no matter how hard I tried. I tried to feel for something, anything, but it was all empty. Suddenly, there was a bright flash of light, and everywhere was white, a complete opposite of the darkness that I had been stuck in for what felt like an eternity . A door that had not been in front of me before suddenly appeared, and I walked towards it slowly.

Chapter Forty The Keeper Beneath the Crossing The floor opened. Not cracked. Not broke. Opened. The road of light beneath Emmy’s boots folded apart as neatly as two halves of a door, revealing darkness below. There was no bottom. No stars. No worlds. No doors. Only a keyhole large enough to swallow a castle. And something on the other side was turning it. “Move!” Ignisvath roared. Emmy ran. The Crossing vanished behind her one piece at a time.

I don’t remember the elevator ride down. I know I must’ve taken it, because one second I was standing outside a door that had just closed in my face, and the next I was out on the pavement, cold air biting at skin I hadn’t even realized had gone numb. Let's pretend this never happened. Let's never contact each other again. I kept repeating the words in my head, over and over, hoping that eventually they’d make sense. They never did.

Tessa brought up the rear, her hand clutched tightly around the notebook, her eyes scanning the dark horizon. They passed through a series of abandoned warehouses, their skeletons of rusted steel looming over them like prehistoric ruins. The wind howled through the broken windows, a lonely, mournful sound that seemed to lament the state of their lives. They didn't stop for rest. They didn't stop for warmth. They kept moving, pushed forward by the singular, burning need to see the Ghost Unit exposed for the hollow, corrupt machinery it was.

The edges ragged and jagged tears bit into the words. Lloyd peered close, the rips making it a bit harder to read, as well as the uneven script, written by a hand that had been shaking. The sun is bright. But all around us is darkness. I could have all the gold in the world. The hidden locations are wide open. But the cost is crippling. I had much of it tossed over the side. The weeds can conceal it and the drowned men can have use of it. The beast knows I came close to finding some way out. And the consequence was worse. Their souls, my own and the blood of children. It won't be sated until a hundred or maybe more have been slaughtered.