Darker Novels & Stories

“Walk straight ahead. There’s a door right in front of you.” Zoe’s heart leapt to her throat, an eerie sense of unease falling over her. She glanced over her shoulder, realizing an attempt to escape would be futile. The dark was too thick, completely consuming her surroundings. George kept his grip tight on her wrist, marching forward into the pitch black. A crunch echoed in the silence, George’s free hand pushing on a door she couldn’t see, liberating a flush of bright, white light into the dark expanse. Zoe could do nothing but blink, teary eyes striving to adjust.

Chapter 14 Kylie Brown smirk, "You think I don't know, you dare to stay out at night and don't come back so I already guessed it you must get some help for your so-called lover to cancel your adoption. That's why you become this bold. But this doesn't last long, what I say to make you in my foot again." Hahaha!!

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

"Consider yourself a martyr to a better cause. You know Hemlock ain't goin' to do shit. He doesn't care about anyone...his thoughts are dark...empty." "No...he cares," Lloyd shook his head. "If you think that, you're an idiot. Or a liar. Or both." Most likely both; one was a bitter fool, the other an evil fabricator. "I might not have known him long...but I know better than you." Blake laughed. The low pitch became higher until it reached an unearthly pitch that almost tore the eardrums. The light in his eyes brightened until no trace of a pupil could be seen. There was nothing but an inferno.

"She likes you, fucking smile," Azu said under his breath while maintaining a smile for the women. Kachi lifted his lips slightly before turning away from the slim dancer he'd been watching earlier. He couldn't see much of her face, but her eyes seemed to be accentuated by the red of her mask. Her brown eyes were like pools of molten chocolate and he'd felt uncomfortable looking into their depths. "You can do better." Chike knocked their legs together and Kachi scowled at his friend.

Anna really didn't want to leave the apartment, especially with the two people inside, coupled with Morana's condition like this. "I do not want you to be here Anna." This time Morana's words were louder and more decisive. Anna then met Morana's eyes and she found herself averting her gaze. The current Morana looked different. She was unsure what made her different, but it was like something changed in an instant inside her. Morana was now like a room where the light had just been turned on. The gloomy room was suddenly exposed to a bright and dazzling light. Her somber self these past few days seemed to just disappear.

This man shows so much momentum and character that it is difficult for me to keep my sanity when my eyes connect with his eyes. -Here is your order sir .... -Blackwell -He answered with a sideways smile- My name is Azael Blackwell, it's a pleasure, Miss Amanda. Holy Christ, I bit my lips, I don't know what was wrong with me, my jaw seemed to be trembling. And the thing is, I've seen a lot of handsome men in my life, but, this man, he seems to be wrapped in an enigmatic air of mystery and power, and that, I can turn the face of any female, even, man.

I think I’m losing the battle because the darkness is getting bigger and bigger. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦

She shrugged slowly, leaving her words unfinished. “Dominic,” Xander murmured under his breath, "do you remember his face?” Grace looked as confused as I was with his question, but she answered still. “Very tall, dark-skinned with bright eyes. Green maybe and uh-he had this tattoo I think on his face, I’m not sure.” Xander suddenly let out a humorous small chuckle, shaking his head somewhat, “I knew that son of a bitch was still alive.” Again with the vocabulary. “The bartender told me they hire prostitutes, but I don’t think she knew about this”

It brought out it’s claws and let out a growl with the black werewolf responding with a growl of it’s own. For minutes that seemed like hours,the tension in the atmosphere become more intense as the two beasts stared at each other. Neon green eyes clashing with Ocean blue in a heated staredown. The black wolf uttered a menancing growl but his brown counterpart seemed unfazed. If anything,it seemed angrier. The noises from the nocturnal creatures stopped abruptly. It was as if everything was set in place for the clash of the werewolves...