Dark Pen Novels & Stories

The lower dungeons of the High Council’s palace were built from a dense, volcanic basalt known simply as the black stone. Unlike the pristine white marble that coated the surface world, these subterranean vaults were designed to absorb all light, ensuring that any prisoner locked within their depths would spend their final days in absolute, sensory-deprived isolation.

Sara sat in the back row of the lecture hall, her legs pressed tightly together under the desk. Professor Kane stood at the front, writing notes on the whiteboard. His deep voice filled the room as he explained the chapter on modern literature. He was tall and fit for a man in his late thirties, with short dark hair that had a little gray at the temples and sharp eyes that seemed to notice everything. Sara could not stop staring at him. She did not know exactly when it started, but lately she had become completely obsessed with her professor.

Alex said to himself and proceeded with his looking through work. Inside the cabin the man is as yet remaining before the French window, seeing the rest of the world. Also, drinking red wine is leisurely. He looked at the swaying liquid in the goblet and drowned in his own thoughts. He is Ryan Bond. The most extravagant man in this nation and even included as the top man on the planet. Each lady wants to be his better half since he isn't simply rich yet additionally the most attractive and brilliant man in the entire world. His eyes are profound like the water in the sea. He has the absolute best facial structure. The ideal animal on this planet. Each lady begins to slobber at him when she s

I suddenly felt rather possessive of him, I wasn’t lost on the way women looked at him, or at Derek for that matter. We got their building and said our good nights, with Heath taking my suitcases. We got into his place and even though he’d shown it to me on video chat, I had to laugh. “Yeah this place needs a woman’s touch all right, there’s no color, nothing pretty! You need some light blues or some yellows in here. Seriously like who picked brown curtains, damn.” He laughed, “I did, little Miss! Only Derek or some of our crew come here, well really they’re mostly at Derek’s. Nobody comes here,” he said, kissing my neck.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

[A dark romance book.] Katya Blake was a strong woman who had been obsessed with revenge ever since she was thirteen. Unfortunately, she got killed by the same man whom she wanted to revenge on. The same man that raped her. Still obsessed with revenge, she begged the moon goddess to send her back. The moon goddess agreed but she would have to go back in the body of her imbecile daughter. * * “I don't want you going on dates with boys!” My father yelled at me, his eyes pierced mine like a two-edged sword. It seemed it was more than me just going on dates.

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

She could see her self in the woods and some black looking figures all around her. Their bodies blend with the darkness and only their red eyes 👀 could be seen. Devina screamed out and was drawn back to the normal realm. She was breathing heartlessly and sweating profusely. "Darkness Blenders. What are those?" Devina muttered and discovered she was holding a pen in her hand. Her eyes drifts to the table and boldly written on her book was a sentence . "Aiden AND TARA." Aiden was awake in the Living room watching his favorite movie, The walking

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.