Dark Science Fiction Novels & Stories

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

~Derek's Point of View~ My best friend was the only one outside of Eve and Haven that knew about my night in the dark. I walked out of the hotel a little after 5 am and drove home, ready to bang on the apartment door below mine and wake his ass up. Heath of course thought I was nuts, that I could have easily just met a girl on a dating site for this fantasy and not had to pay $10k for it. We had both been single a very long time, both played the field, but both always came up with superficial women.

He didn’t want another comedy audience. “Yeah.” Daniel replied. “it just happened all of a sudden. One minute, we are watching a movie and before we know it, time has passed away. The movie was awesome.” “Which one?” Jake asked. “The ghost and the darkness..” Daniel began. “Seriously? That movie is old school.” Jake interrupted “ You haven’t watched it before?” “ No.” Daniel lied. Truth be told, he had watched it a long time ago but he needed that lie to make his other lie look convincing. He sighed inwardly as he remembered that saying. If you tell a lie, you’ll need another lie to cover that one up.

“Something wrong?“ Richard narrowed his eyes on him. He arched a brow, urging him to spill. Austin hesitated. He knew Richard could be trusted with any problems he encountered. He was just tired of discussing Ursula's insanity with him. Richard Tyson was his partner and friend. The two men had such striking resemblance. Black, wavy hair which danced to the nape. Chiseled good looks. Twenty-nine years old. Billionaires. Their differences were insignificant. Arthur towered above Richard with a few inches. Richard had exquisite blue eyes. Arthur's dark eyes were intense and seemed to have a striking deepness in them. The duo could pass up as brothers. “Ursula.“ Arthur breathed out. His face was

Turning the light switch on, her eyes caught sight of an abnormality in the huge crack May made on the wall. It was as if there was smoke going through it. Suddenly Stacey felt an uneasy chilly feeling in her spine. Fortunately, she used a notebook she found on May's desk and poked it in the crack. She felt as if fear jumped out of her brain and shook her body down to her feet when the book faded from her hands. **" The sands are actually dark matter. It's a form of matter that holds all molecules of visible matter together but I don't know how it got so much that if it makes contact with visible matter, it will disintegrate it."**

Else. Something. Darker.

'' He whispered. ''No, don't stop...'' I whispered back drowsy with sleep. I have gotten used to cold and dark that I almost love it now. ''Goodnight Sky'' Shit! What was I doing? This wasn't going to end well at all.

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

There was an inkpot with a quill and a few parchments scattered here and there with a few books. I brought the torch near the desk. The names of the books read as: Celestial rules of stars and planets. Cosmic biology of wormholes and black holes. Composition and types of dark matter. Components of darkness and light. The bookmarks were scattered here and there and it seemed as if someone had stopped noting down some points in a hurry and left and never returned. I ran my fingers over the books and a series of memories started flashing in my head. The last time Derek used those books was right before he went on to face my father, ultima Damen. That made sense because after that my father kill

I should have thrown it somewhere. The letter wrote something about my parents. It was a trap indeed. I look for a way to escape but there is nothing. I am already feeling week. Metal doors are infront of me but I know that I will not be able to open them. I am not a superhero who can break metal doors. The window present in room is too small and high. I am feeling scared and lonely. This darkness is creeping me out. Help me God. I don’t want to die. Suddenly door burst open and my eyes close on its own because of too much light.