Dark Science Fiction Novels & Stories

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.

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

Both Astro “Star and the associates of the Dark- Dragon remembered very well what they had said and done, but they did not know how he came to recover, nor how they found out about Dick, even though he was also part of the resistance, some memories were vivid and mixed with the fact that they couldn't control themselves and be controlled. Dark-Dragon programmed each nanorobot to send signals from those who were reprogrammed and redirect systems and when he translated some data and tried to learn about the language it boiled down to squeals and their shrill screams. In which were also some communications and data from your civilization and some sound wave information damaged the movements and

It feels like I live in a prison where I can never be happy or see the light beyond the darkness around me. I never had friends or a girlfriend because my father doesn't let anyone get close to me. Sometimes I feel a lot of pain in my body and this always happens during the full moon, so I take some horrible medicine that my father gives me. He says it's for my good, because if I don't take it I'll get sick, I know it's not that, but I don't have my grandfather to tell me what's wrong with me! These nightmares that don't leave me alone and are always the same turn me into a horrible wolf where I'm in a war of leadership, that's it and the same dreams or nightmares every day.

The moment the pill melted on my tongue, I knew something was off. Instead of the usual bitter taste, there was a sharp, metallic flavor, like chewing on a mouthful of coins and dirt. I gulped it down and glanced at Francis Davis, the Don of the Davis mafia family. He was standing by the window, his back to me, looking all stiff and serious. "This pill's not right," I said. He spun around, and streaks of sunlight from the blinds sliced across his face, making him look like he was part of a black-and-white movie. "What's wrong with it?" he asked.

Chris appeared in the doorway then, like my thoughts had dragged him there. Yes, it's him-the Chris from my dreams. In my fantasy, I beg him to fuck me while screaming 'Daddy.’ But in reality, he's just my cold, distant iceberg of a roommate. Chris had a tall, lean build. He came in hoodie up. Earbuds in. Expression blank as a fresh install of Windows. He was a Computer science major. The guy I’d been stupidly in love with since the day he moved in. A very cold and aloof person. He was as tall as Ethan but had a leaner build

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

Both of them travel to their first destination, a breakpoint that has a white blood-covered tent. This selected breakpoint is home to the one called Butcher. Both a name was given to him and an occupation that the dark elf is a master in. Inside this tent is a worn and torn table right in the middle and behind him are metal racks of shelves. In these storage spaces are glass jars that have organs inside them. These are wolf parts. There are countless jars on the rack with hearts, lungs, and other vital parts to make the mammal tick and live. A dark elf stumbles his way inside the tent. He wears the uniform armor that most of Malakai’s army has on, the scout metal suit though he does not have

"I can't do this. I'm only get like every other word. This is so convoluted." Remi squeezed my shoulder. "It's okay. Let's just try to put it into context based on what we know. You said "darkness" right? Well we definitely found some darkness yesterday. It sounds like a prediction that is warning that if the darkness interrupts this ritual, then the balance between light and dark will be tipped." I wrinkled my nose. "I guess. If you can even trust what I have translated." "I think you translation is fine. It's just not complete. Now the first one. It looks like you have to combine the fractured soul. That's something. We just need to figure out what she is trying to combine you with."

my legs shook it's felt like I should just die right now I hope Damon doesn't know what happened to me cause I just can't comprehend how he's gonna felt about me. Nikita that bitch I trusted her but I don't know she's a fucking betrayer I feel like I was stabbed by someone dear to me. She's a devil I can't believe she can do this to me, If anyone told me she's going to do something this terrible to me am gonna deny it's and fought with the person that's she can't hurt a snail but now I believed you don't have to trust people. The look is sometimes deceptive I think have believed so much in her. I feel so fucked up I don't know who touch me I feel like a fool right now. Someone touched me I f