Dark Sans Novels & Stories

Mason smirked reading Danica's thoughts again. Nodding Danica let it go as she followed quickly behind Mason who had begun to move. Above thunder had begun to rumble as lightening flashed. Squinting Danica looked up just in time to see what looked like ash begin to fall from the sky. Holding out a hand she allowed a piece to fall on her skin to find that it was freezing cold. "What is this?" Danica asked Mason as more began to fall. "Darklands version of snow." Mason explained. "There is so much smoke and miasma in the air the water vapor is black as it collects in the clouds and thus when it falls it is black whether it be as rain, sleet, hail, or snow."

He deliberated He continued to drift not knowing what exactly to expect and everywhere was so dark but he did not know if it was because his eyes were closed or there was just no light but he felt tranquil and smiled to himself Duncan was a man unlike any other. While most people found solace in the warm embrace of sunlight, he found his comfort in the depths of darkness. The mysterious allure of the dark and the secrets it held seemed to beckon to him, whispering tales of adventure and excitement. As darkness settled , Duncan's heart would quicken with anticipation. He would don his trusted cloak, woven from the finest shadows, and venture out into the forest that came alive after sunset. W

DARK DESIRES TRAPPED WITH THE MAFIA BOSS EPISODE FIFTEEN ALESSIA POV Dressed in a black short gown, Revealing my cleavages, I walked out of the room and met Hayden waiting there for me. He's dressed in his normal dressing code, A ripped jean, Expensive top and jacket on it with a cross bag too, He looks quite hot tonight. His eyes scanned my body immediately I got to where he's and smiled at me.

“What a commotion you created out there, sweetie. The men are in a frenzy, paying as much money as they can just for a night with you.“ Stacie slid up her denim pants, which were stylishly ripped at the knees. “Gee...what a pity you're gonna have to return it all.“ The smile on Madam Rosanna's face vanished. “Again? Come on, you need to stop wasting opportunities. Those men out there are willing to pay whatever just for a night. One night, that's all they ask.“ Madam Rosanna was a 42-years old but younger-looking woman who ran El-sol. She was Spanish, red-haired, and a beauty.

I hate being in a rush We have six bathrooms , two on each floor but I swear it’s not enough I’m Mena’ by the way I just turned 18 today so it’s my birthday and I got my wolf a month ago right around the time my dreams stopped .Alpha and Beta pups get their wolves before their 18th birthday they can manifest as early as 15 but omegas have to wait until 18 and mated so Yay Me I couldn’t wait to get my wolf her name is Seaia. I love having my wolf she is magnificent all my senses are heightened now I can run faster and I have more energy than ever before I’m much stronger than I was before as well .Did I mention that she is also beautiful Light grey with a white under belly and a white streak

He just winked at her and gave a teasing smile. “You, demon,” Cassandra muttered angrily. “Come on, hon, he doesn’t understand,” Dark whispered, laughing softly. “What? If she got hit by a train, why isn’t she bleeding?” Zuhair asked, unconvinced by Dark’s story. “She’s bleeding, but it’s white. And that white is in my mo*th, little boss,” Dark replied with a teasing grin. “I don’t understand you, Tatay,” Zuhair said, frowning. Dark just laughed and went into the room, while Zuhair closed the door, still frowning.

The heavy wooden door opened slowly, revealing a sliver of darkness that widened into the mansion's vast entry hall. My heart hammered against my ribs. Caden stood there, looking impossibly calm. He wore dark pants and a loose white shirt, sleeves rolled up, showing strong forearms. His eyes, dark and sharp, met mine, and a slow, unsettling smile spread across his face. "Right on time, Maeve," he said, his voice a low rumble that filled the huge, echoing space. "Come in. Don't be shy."

I could feel Astari's reluctance in not wanting me to go further. “What is it, Astari?” I said to her, “Velkrin!” She yelled. “Impossible, Astari,” I replied to her. “Velkrins cannot be inside the castle.” Velkrins are ancient and dark beings without form. They are like shadows, consuming the souls of people, turning them into dead skeletons. What was peculiar about them was that they were controlled by vampires, wolves' natural rivals. So, wherever one was found, a vampire was close by.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

The man even her father called a monster. Adrian Lykas. Estelle forced her eyes open again and stared in his direction. He stood six feet away, snow to his shins, the wind tearing at his dark, furry cloak. He stood there alone, staring down at her. His eyes the color of a frozen lake — pale, depthless, and almost listless, even. Estelle's frostbit lips curved into a weak smirk. That action alone caused the skin on her lips to crack. The wound froze not long after.