Dark Places By Gillian Flynn Novels & Stories

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.

It came from them all, every adult and child, like a high pitched frequency that resonated in the depths of Sally’s own soul. The Gate had opened. Matthew McCavendish’s greatest fear had come to pass. The Gate had opened between this world and the worlds beyond, the worlds he had written of in his journal. The Gate was supposed to free the souls that passed through it from the prison of Creation. That’s what Matthew had written in his journal. But the Gate wasn’t opening in the worlds beyond, it was opening in this one, and the souls that passed through it had to run a very deadly gauntlet first.

my legs shook it's felt like I should just die right now I hope Damon doesn't know what happened to me cause I just can't comprehend how he's gonna felt about me. Nikita that bitch I trusted her but I don't know she's a fucking betrayer I feel like I was stabbed by someone dear to me. She's a devil I can't believe she can do this to me, If anyone told me she's going to do something this terrible to me am gonna deny it's and fought with the person that's she can't hurt a snail but now I believed you don't have to trust people. The look is sometimes deceptive I think have believed so much in her. I feel so fucked up I don't know who touch me I feel like a fool right now. Someone touched me I f

his friendly tone has completely changed, he is authoritarian and cold, the shoulders walk in his direction and they respond “Yes, boss...” they leave before him, leaving us alone “Honey, rest, I'll come to see you in a while and we'll continue this conversation...” He smiles broadly and I see in his eyes a flash of madness that scares me. He turns and leaves the room, locking the door, he started to run and although I know it's useless I move the doorknob, lay my head on the cold surface of the wood and sigh, tears begin to run down my cheeks and I start to cry silently, I turn around and lean on it, I slide to the ground and allow myself to cry not only out of fear and despair, I cry becau

♠️ ETHAN♠️ The warehouse district was a ghost town at night, rusted metal and broken windows, the perfect place for secrets. We moved in silence: Caspian’s team in black tactical gear, Dre and I flanking them. Thermal drones had pinpointed heat signatures inside the old cannery building. We breached hard, flashbangs popping, doors kicked in. Shouts echoed as Caspian’s men flooded the space. Brandon had Georgia pinned against a wall, knife to her throat, eyes manic. Jamila and Francesca stood nearby, guns drawn, duffels at their feet, ready to bolt.

Sneakers are so much better than these demons. The elevator suddenly stopped, and it went a little dark before the lights came back, but it had entirely stopped working. Great. Just great. I'm not claustrophobic, but I don't last in small spaces for a long time. It start feeling like the walls are closing in on me, but hopefully, they gonna fix this soon. “Fuck!” The man next to me curse and stares at his phone. I think I've seen in movies that when an elevator stops working so does the phone signal.

Everything looked meaningless in her eyes. What did she expect? Didn't they all want to get rid of her? Didn't they want Morana to just scram? Her family… Quirino's family… Daniel… her school friends… Wouldn't it be better if she wasn't here? Do they think so? Morana felt like she had fallen into a very deep and dark hole, and was unable to get out of there. The darkness pressing on her head made her lose focus. For a moment Morana seemed to forget where she was, or what she was going to or was doing.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

The murkiness of night was to be replaced by a more terrifying bleakness within Tilla’s dreams. Awakening within the realm of a nightmarish memory, Tilla's eyes were immediately confronted by the darkness of a desolate abyss. Surrounded by the cold stones that lined the walls of the chasm, Tilla felt the oppressiveness of an overwhelming despair stir in the rank air around her. Continuing to contemplate their gray faces as she laid at the bottom of the pit, like a broken and discarded toy. A severe hiss escaped from Tilla cracked lips, whilst she tried to recover herself from the rigid floor of the pit. Unable to assess the extent of her wounds amidst the bleakness of the wretched Hole, whic