Dark Room Feu Novels & Stories

The scent of paper and cedar cologne seeped through every corner like a slow poison - calm, domineering and ruthless. The project team sat in their seats, hands trembling with cold sweat dripping down their backs. They each bit their lips, heads deeply bowed - not daring to peek a sight of the man before them. Matthew picked another file, flipping through the first five pages with pure disinterest. After a while, his lips twisted in a low sneer, his long fingers reaching for a gold rimmed lighter. He flipped open the cap, and with one flick, he watched countless, sleepless nights turn to nothing but ash and fumes.

She always did. When we stepped out into the corridor, Eve and Marie were waiting with Felda’s maids. They bowed deeply. I gave them a nod, and we kept moving fast toward the Moonlight Chamber. The moment the door opened, the scent of blood and herbs filled the air. The room was dim, lit by blue flames flickering in silver bowls. Daze lay on a long stone bed, his skin pale and glistening with sweat. Classara was on another bed across the room, her breathing shallow.

“Unfortunately for us, that was all I could translate.” “I still don't understand how she is involved in this,” I said, tracking my eyes all over the marbled floors, attempting to see if I could translate one, but whatever these were, they were older than time itself. “The sun's setting,” Fenrik said. “We should return to the Inn. Whatever they were looking for, was somewhere along the walls of Vargthorn.” We turned and headed back to the Inn. All I could think about was Maera. The way her skin had glowed under the moonlight in Fenrik’s arms, her pink nipples glistening under her wet fabric.

The high, arched rafters of the Bloodmoon war room groaned as a freezing mountain gust rattled the reinforced iron shutters. Down below, on the heavy oak tactical table, the flickering light of a dozen tallow candles danced across frayed parchment maps, casting long, monstrous shadows against the stone walls. The air inside the chamber still tasted faintly of ash and the toxic, metallic sting of scorched silver, but it was heavily dominated by something far more potent—the thick, intoxicating musk of our freshly sealed bond.

The heavy iron door swung open with a smooth, silent ease. Aria froze. Confusion warred with a sudden, desperate surge of hope. Had Ethan’s hackers compromised the system from afar? Had fate finally decided to give her a clean win? She stepped eagerly into the pitch-black room. "Father?" she whispered. Instantly, the heavy iron door slammed shut behind her. The sound was deafening, accompanied by the heavy, automated click of magnetic deadbolts locking into place. The darkness vanished. Blinding, overhead fluorescent lights hummed violently to life, buzzing with a high-pitched, electric frequency that made Aria’s ears bleed. She shielded her eyes, her pupils contracting against the sudden gl

Mena’ “Ugh” Why is it baking in here! Waking up from my sleep drenched in sweat. I try to kick the covers off,but can barely move because everything is sticking to me.Making my covers heavier in weight. I can’t even sit up It’s like I’m routed in place It has to be around 100 degrees right now.You would’ve thought It’s a furnace in our room how hot it is.Walls probably peeling get it together Mena starting to hyperventilate but after my panic subsided I try to gather what’s going on I don’t smell any smoke or see flames so it can’t be a fire so what’s happening right now

Damon hissed. "Buckle up. Boys were in for one hell of a fight," Imelda said, the corner of her lips tipping up. A fire in her emerald eyes. Another tremor shook the earth. A loud crack of thunder ripped through the sky. The familiar heaviness of dark magic bled into the sky as it mixed with the magic of the Fae realm. Damon barked some orders to his men. Everyone braced for impact. A portal made of shadows and lightning opened up above us.

- I replied, indignant. - It doesn't matter what time it is.- my mother interjected.- You are not allowed to walk in this forest after dark. Even during the day, it's not completely safe there, a vampire hangs around this woods. And don't even tell me you didn't feel it when you wandered there.- she added, to my surprise, although I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother was more powerful than me and was able to sense all kinds of creatures from a great distance. - I felt it only once, late in the evening, at the end of the previous year.- I confessed, quite truthfully.- I never felt it during the day, and today I returned home after dark for the first time in a long while.- I reminded

The scorching fire engulfed the mansion’s entirety. Their neighbors gather in front of Tamara’s mansion, spectating several cars broke into Tamara’s mansion. This is beyond reckless, Eka is infused with chaos and deep-seethed hatred for him to even act uncontrollably like this. The security around Tamara’s mansion is injured, bloody from the fight.

I bang on the heavy metal door with enough force to break bones but no one comes back. I slump against the door. My screams echo off the cold metal and begin to taper off as the darkness closes in around me. It won't be such a bad idea to meet Babë now, will it?