Dark Places Novels & Stories

"At the moment you signed your contract, you said you were willing to travel, also, you have two options, lose your job, or go there, there is a possibility for a person with your profile, not here." Her boss's voice was sharp and cold, the company where she worked as an assistant was going through an imminent bankruptcy, the managers were trying to relocate the employees, she was lucky, because she was one of the few that still had a position. But to her misfortune, she had had to go to the coldest and darkest place in the country, but it didn't matter. Sarah, I pack her few belongings, and the next day I take a train there. Darkville is a small town located in the mountains, surrounded by

Title: Shadows Beneath the Surface Lena's POV The tunnel air was clammy and heavy, heavy with the smell of dirt and rot. My own breath jerked in and out of my body in ragged gasps as I held tight to Damian's arm, my legs managing a stumbling jog to keep up with his long strides. We'd left the immediate threat behind, but I knew better than to think we were really safe. The darkness that surrounded us wasn't only physical—it was weighted, tense, with a presence that made my skin prickle.

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

After Varethkaal is sealed, Clara and Ashani uncover evidence that WildWood was only one node in a network of ancient, sleeping powers. The roots of these dark entities—known to the Yanuwah as the Deep Ones—spread beneath ley lines and forgotten places. Now, something has begun to stir in the northwest, near a coastal town where strange weather, disappearances, and madness are creeping inland. Emily’s spirit lingers, tethered to the new node… and a child, born near the ruins, may carry a seed of the old darkness.

Even through the haze of the photograph, he radiated something primal, something dangerous. Darius. A shiver ran down my spine. “This was taken a night ago,” Amara said quietly. “Near the outskirts of Black Hollow.” Black Hollow. The name sent a chill through me. It was forbidden land—untamed, a place where even the most reckless wolves dared not tread. The stories surrounding it were older than any of us—whispers of dark magic and creatures that didn’t belong in our world. But Darius was there. I exhaled, rolling my shoulders back. “If I do this—if I bring him in—she’ll have to accept me.”

swipe left. From PB down everything is full of extreme security, the walls are soundproofed and have several layers of concrete, with an outer layer of an alloy of steel with other metals, which makes it almost indestructible, which is why the organization itself it can easily be called a bunker, everything here is run by computers and i've made sure i have the best hackers in the world to keep the prying out that's why whenever we hear of some kid who has gotten past the security of the pentagon or some organization or government important worldwide we make sure to find it and make it part of Darkness, only the best are here, although only a few manage to stay. As soon as we enter the class

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

she asks as I smirk leaning forward. " You wanna hear it ?" I ask, she nods happily. " Okay. Imagine, you get home today and witness the death of your husband and children right in front of you but your body couldn't move an inch to protect them. You turn around and your house, your happy comfort zone isn't there too. You turn to the other side and find nothing. Darkness , thick cruel and never ending darkness slowly covers you up. You try to think and then you realise . . . you can't think anything. Your mind is blank , it feels like a foreign place. Imagine being alienated in your own mind. What are you going to do ? Where will you go ? You don't know. Why ? Because you're scared of those

Someone is screaming my name. But I can't see them. I can't hear them. I can't feel anything except the cold. The cold is spreading. The darkness is closing in. And then— Nothing. --- I wake up in a dark place. Not the bunker. Not the wasteland. Somewhere else. Somewhere cold and empty. I try to move or speak,but I can't. I can hear voices. Distant a nd Muffled. Like they're coming from far away. "She's not breathing."

Dark Soldiers’ Base – Med-Bay Observation Deck The sterile white of the medical bay was a stark contrast to the grimy chaos of the warehouse. Through the thick glass, we watched a team of doctors and medical drones work on Amy. She lay on a central table, surrounded by glowing holographic readouts and whirring machines. The two puncture wounds on her neck were covered with a clear bio-gel, but a dark, web-like pattern was already spreading under her skin, creeping toward her jawline.