Dark Sider Novels & Stories

[A/N:- This chapter is exclusively for the Beauty 'DUA' and the BEAST 'ARIN' from another dimension. What happens if they meet before the tragedy or Dua never falls into the Dark World or never gets reborn but simply clashes with ARIN KASHYAP, makes him insane for her, and gets married to him? Let's read now] DUARIN:- Shades Of LOVE 1} (MATURE Content 18+) ARIN KASHYAP's POV:-

For some reason, this scared Kat more than the solid rocks, which were no longer being thrown. Their path was curving downwards now. Kat could see the rolling hills, the concentration of the blue mist, and the valley in which the souls of the Hallows floated aimlessly. Dominating the dark landscape was a large crater with spires around it. Its center was the purification of darkness, a stretch of black so thick and so opaque that it was pulling in the fog overhead and casting it behind a shadow. Sygnus. The void.

He wished he was passing out. High above them, a torn in the skies expanded. Slowly, but surely, it stretched out for miles, invading the world with an unnatural silver color. From all the silver, there was a dark center that Lars originally thought was a black hole. The black hole moved, and a pair of silver eyes on it opened.

The Dark Nebula was not a cluster of stars; it was a cosmic graveyard. The Eclipse slipped smoothly out of slipspace, its obsidian hull reflecting the eerie, ambient glow of the Sanguine Court’s capital planet, Tenebris. There was no sun here. The massive world was illuminated entirely by three fractured, blood-red moons and the sprawling, luminescent gothic megacities that covered its surface like a metallic infection. Towering spires of black iron and crimson glass pierced the upper atmosphere, looking like jagged needles trying to stitch the dark sky together.

Dull shadows started to crawl over the scenes, depleting the dynamic colors of the Crystal Scope. Cassie’s assurance was immovable. “The adjust of colors is in danger.” Birch’s eyes checked the blurring tints, looking for the source of the infringing obscurity. “We must discover the cause and restore the dynamic harmony.” We taken after the path of blurring colors to a cavern covered up underneath the Prism Expanse. There, we gone up against a being known as the Shade caster, a animal of haziness that sought to quench the vibrant tones.

The Beta muttered in disbelief. “Now we are name calling?” Sophia asked with sarcasm in her voice. Sarah on the other hand was deep into carefully studying Sophia’s blood. Her mind was working like a Rubik’s cube as she took notes inside her secret journal. She was not only thinking, she was also performing deep and complex mental mathematics and cataloguing. “This Dark matter is directly from Grimkeeper,” Sarah announced with her face close to the microscope. “Yes, I can feel it calling to me,” Emma replied.

He covered her in bedsheets and grabbed his phone. "I want you to leave some cockroaches and rats in that house... Make sure they are wild" He ordered on his phone. "And don't forget to play scary sounds and create illusions of ghosts... I want to hear terrifying screams in the recording..." He smirked maniacally while disconnecting the call. Aria was going to have the most terrible time of her life. He called someone else. "The name is Aurora Diaz, find out how many interviews she gave after coming out of the college and I need all details of those men..."

Together I woke up with a heavy feeling. It’s like there’s a heavy rock on top of me. And i felt like something is liking my face. I forcely opened my eyes and a light from the window hit my eyes. The thing who's liking my face is a fucking dog. I hate dogs the most! I wanted to pushed away the dog from me but my body is jailed by a demon. The Demon is named Seymour Rios Evans, sleeping peacefully beside me while his arms are hugging my waist and chest tightly.

As Elena’s fingers touch the tracker in Zora’s neck, the baby—still strapped to Dante’s chest across the deck—lets out a high, piercing cry. But the cry isn't white or platinum. It’s Solid Black. The "Obsidian Twin" that was anchored by the Wolf’s sacrifice hasn't disappeared. It has been waiting in the shadow of the "White-Void." Suddenly, the shadows on the Rig begin to move on their own. They crawl up the pylons, extinguishing the platinum lights, turning the morning back into a starless midnight. Elena freezes, her eyes wide with terror. "The Void-Eater... it’s not in Zora. It’s in the child."

“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.