Darkened Heart Novels & Stories

The astonishing beauty of the darkness was his sole comfort. Obscurity was his safe place, it felt serene and quiet like nothing’s ever coming to his way to seek his damaged self. It wasn’t the dark that strangled him, but the slightest light does. The little hope that he’s been holding on was slowly and gently drifting away from him. After all these years he carried that small faith within him with utmost care, but why won’t it cherish him as much as he does? His throat went numb at the thirst and inevitable temptation while looking at the bottle on top of the coffee table in front of him. His shattered and mended heart needed it more as to temporarily put it itself to rest.

He said and then he slowly turned his gaze back to Landon. “Your heart did the work,” his voice was calm— filled with hurt and defeat, but calm. “The love in your heart did.” He added and that word seemed to make Landon and me tense a little. My confusion was inclined even more now but then the Dark One kept adding to it by speaking more of these words. “You love the girl so much that the love in your heart didn’t let the darkness prevail. Your feelings overcame the darkness because you couldn’t watch her die.” He muttered.

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

The exhaustion from the day's troubles was too much for his hypoglycemic system. Jason fiddled away with the envelope which slipped off his quivering hands. Losing his balance, Jason dropped to the marble floor with a loud thud, and everything blacked out. *** Song: Anna of the north (Lovers) 💔💔 You told me I would never see you walk away. Said you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark I guess there are just some promises we shouldn't make Shoulda knew from the start I'm in the dark Show a little loving

It's like that bullet penetrated my heart after tearing his flesh. If this is the end, then I don't want to see it. I stop fighting the darkness invading my eyes. As I start my way to the floor, everything turns dark, and my mind blocks every other noise except that of silence.

Although I was still upset at Raphael, the hatred I was feeling before was completely gone. The Darkness's influence lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it had manipulated my emotions, amplifying every negative sentiment until it became almost unbearable. Anger, grief, despair, and fury… all these feelings had been magnified, distorted, and twisted to serve The Darkness's sinister purposes. Its presence had been a constant catalyst, fueling my pain and nudging me toward destructive choices. And it worked, exploiting my vulnerabilities with devastating precision.

Biting his lower lip, Travis threw the phone on the bed, where he sharply sat down with a huff. DARK! The walls around suddenly seemed to press closer with every huff and puff Travis made. The room was shrinking around him, and out of the blue, he felt his heart break into pieces that he dared not pick. Air felt heavy in his lungs as he imagined the dancing shadows in his room wrap their fingers with long, crooked nails around his neck, stifling air from his soul. There, he sank into the mattress of his bed as he gave up his soul to fright and melancholy. The darkness, as if mocking him, pooled in all corners of the room and wrapped him in its cold embrace.

The reason my heart beats, the reason I can breathe, the only thing that keeps the darkness from swallowing me whole. The only force strong enough to keep me from becoming the monster the world has made me.

But we could also be your completion. The choice hung in the void like a blade made of truth. --- The Heart’s Cry The newborn Heart awoke fully for the first time. Its light burst outward, illuminating the shadow—but instead of driving it away, it revealed it. Within the vast darkness were shapes, forms—souls made of broken songs and silenced prayers. They weren’t evil. They were simply unfinished. The Heart’s light pulsed weakly, flickering in distress. Lunara rushed forward and pressed both hands against its radiant surface. “Shh… It’s all right. You’re not alone.”

Corin let out a loud, terrifying growl that shook the walls of the cell. Darcy watched in horror as his beautiful brown eyes turned pitch black once again, filled with nothing but hate. Darcy sobbed harder and rested her head on his chest, holding onto his shirt. She didn't know why the darkness wasn't harming her, probably because her own heart was also dark and lifeless, making her feel like part of the shadows.