Dark Village Novels & Stories

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But the anger and heartbreak stabbed so deep that I couldn't bring myself to turn away. Enduring the torture and turmoil, I forced myself to walk toward the observatory doors. They were slightly ajar. I held my breath to press close and listen through the gap. Serena's cloying and clingy voice came from inside. She teased coyly, "Professor Thorne, you seem to especially like seeing me in red." Lucas' voice followed, low and tinged with slight exasperation. "Keep it down... Someone might stumble upon us." "What's there to be afraid of?" Serena drawled, her tone deliberately sulky. "It's so late. No one's around."

The fortal that Laska had seen earlier turned out to be a gateway between the worlds that limits the world of vampires and the world of humans. They all end up into a different world dimension. Dimension of the Vampire World. The environment around him changed drastically. A tense atmosphere of darkness felt a moment after entering that world. There were only trees that grew tall to the sky. The trees grew big, lush as if they were surrounding them. The sky is dark, accompanied by a reddish light between the sky that covers its entire surface. The wind was quite strong to welcome them to the place. Not long after that came another very shocking thing. Even Andros immediately withdrew while s

His face contorted into one of discomfort. "Small world." David murmured. Small world, too small for Asher's liking. He had found the girl he missed for so long, but it seemed like she was still miles away from him and forever out of his reach. At that moment all he could think was, fate was truly a cruel and heartless bitch.

Every single promise made on their short-lived honeymoon was long gone and forgotten. “I think I’ll go to bed, Lara,” Francine mumbled when they reached the opulent house and surrounding estate outside Athens which had once been Demis’s permanent home. Meghan had made it into Christophe’s car. Lara watched from the window as Demis’s widow was helped out, the very picture of feminine fragility. Lara’s teeth gritted. ‘Maybe I should practice sobbing and throwing hysterics!’ she said to herself. ‘Childish… You’re being childish,’ a little voice replied to her. ‘She is his father’s widow and he takes that tie too seriously to ignore her apparent distress.’

Though, kept my distance to him, careful to not notice my presence. He turned his way. Wait a minute. I know that way. It's way through the place where father went before. The place was entitled below the rock bottom. It is a small village, full of trees, farmers, simple people, and even gangs. All I know was those gangs could make fun of you, especially if you are new at that dark village. Raven was nowhere to be found at this dim light way. I grip my hands on the steering wheel and slowed down my car. How long is this road?

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.

His father knowing his son used to be scared of darkness, dry and vacant places. That’s how his father decided to punish that little boy, wherever he wished something from his father, he used to lock him over in a room which he named it ‘a darkroom’, he scared him way too much that whenever somebody asked him if his father is treating him badly, he could only think of his own shouts and plead to his father. Never dared to tell anyone about a single abuse. Brandon knew if he opened his mouth and his father got to listen to complaints against himself, he would be a dead man by the next day.

They passed through sleepy villages and dense forests, their hearts pounding with each step. Days turned into weeks, and the elders grew weary from their journey. They encountered many dangers along the way - wild beasts, treacherous terrain, and hostile bandits. But they pressed on, their determination driving them forward. Finally, they arrived at Darkhaven, a small village hidden deep within the forest. The air was thick with the scent of pine trees and the sounds of nocturnal creatures. As they made their way through the village, they were greeted by wary stares from the villagers, who knew all too well the power of the vampire they sought.

So his mother should be about the same. “About Absolute Darkness…” Hildegarde went to the topic she was most curious about. She had barely began her statement when Mane interrupted her with an “I don’t know,” although she didn’t seem to be buying it. Feeling her gaze boring into his temple Mane shrugged his shoulders and said, “I really don’t know. It may be because we are in Dark Valley, a place deeply baptized in darkness that it had such a reaction. That’s the only thing I can think about.”