Dark Room Novel Novels & Stories

** The door opened, and soon, her body was thrown to the floor as she spattered on the bare cold floor, she gazed up tiredly at Lucas who casted her a guilty look at her, and then he left, shutting the door close behind her. She tried to crawl, but the darkness enveloped her into a world of her own, dizziness overtook her and soon her eye lids fluttered close. The room was bleak, cold and completely dark. It was quiet and somber in there and Nicole felt a chill as the darkness engulfed me. It was the most piercing darkness ever-it was not merely the darkness that came out of absence of light, it was much more sinister.

Getting up the stairs I trudged through dark hallway and stepped over a sleeping man to get to the upper floor. I got to door 419 and plucked my key ring from my purse. Inserting the key I turned it and heard it click. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Stepping into the apartment it was stuffy, airless and dark. I let Morgan off his leash and went over to window and drew the dark, heavy curtains back. Bright light flooded the room illuminating the dust flecks doing crazy pirouettes in the air. I heard a groan from the couch and turned, placing my hand on my hip and preparing to bite out my words in reply.

Harlow tried fighting against the men dragging her, but she didn't have enough strength. Eventually, they stopped at a white door with a small window that allowed someone to peer inside. One of the men opened it and shoved her inside without a second thought. Instantly, she crumbled to the ground, moaning at the pain in her head. The door slammed closed, followed by the sound of it locking. Hesitantly, she lifted her head, glancing at the strange room in fear. The walls were white, along with the floors. There weren't any windows, though two single beds pressed against the farthest wall. Her gasp caught in her throat when her eyes landed on someone familiar lounging on one of the beds, tossi

Demitri's tone was lethal. "Um, he is huge... black, his eyes were dark amber... I think closer to crimson red. That's all I can remember." "Was there anyone around the place aside from you?" "No. I was alone, I guess..." "All right. Rest first. I'll be back shortly," he said and before I could react, he was already out of the chamber. Contrary to what I said earlier that I can manage myself, I actually feel very weak. So intead of sneaking out, I just sat on the bed and recalled every detail of what happened.

- a man holds an envelope in the hands of a librarian - A familiar name, and I have already heard a surname somewhere. Duk picks up the package and rips it open thoughtfully. The paper wrapper falls to the floor. Duk holds a book, reads the title - Living in Darkness. He looks at her for a couple of seconds and breaks into a sly smile.

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

I found him in the attic sitting on one of the seats that the room provided. I sank into the seat next to his and relaxed in it. The attic had glass walls, the lights were off. The moon lit up the room dimly but it was enough for now. He turned when I sat next to him and looked at me with intense eyes. He looked at me like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time, like I was a reward handed to him on a silver platter.

“How are we supposed to play in here when the room is very dark and the neon lights are the only thing that made me interested. In fact, I can’t even see where the freak are we gonna play as all I see is darkness and a spacious room and these goddamn neon lights!” She could feel Denver’s warm laugh by her ears. He hasn’t yet let go of her arm. “This room is not really a game room, sweetie. The golf is not the main show here. It’s the darkness and the light. That’s why I call it as ‘The Neon Room’, not the golf room…” Wisdom faced him and caressed his stubble. “Is this some kind of your erotic room where you only tend to bring your women and gaze them for as along as you want and the ‘golf’ t

Chapter 9: "New Era of Malevolence," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── As I lay in my dorm room, my mind slowly drifts into a realm of darkness. The unfamiliar walls surrounding me create a sense of uncertainty, leaving me lost in thought. I ponder the mysteries that linger around the shadows of the night, searching for answers to the questions that haunt my mind.

She had been with him for more than a year and she had never seen him in this way. She was well aware of his childhood experiences now so she knew where he was coming from. She opened the door of the BDSM room and saw that everywhere was deep black. "Mr. Ragnar... Mr. Ragnar," she called as she stretched her hands forth as a guide lest she uses her head to hit an hard object. Everywhere was as quiet as graveyard. She could only heart her heartbeat and of course, her footstep. She kept moving aimlessly, wondering why he would turn off the light here and make it this dark. The darkness was so scary that it gives one the illusion that one may actually be blind.