Darker Than Black November 11 Novels & Stories

What would happen now after Louis woke up? “I will not surrender without a fight! If I go under, I'll take the world with me! Thanks to your awakening, enough energy flows into our gate. Just look ~ “, Decus were provocative words and he pointed to the sky, which you could now see thanks to the missing ceiling. The sky was bathed in black light. The lightning flashed through the clouds When Decus looked up, Amon, Lucifer and Godric followed his gaze. Next to the black, a purple tone mingled with the clouds. Amon's grip on the staff tightened. He knew what that meant. At the holy tower, the Gehenna Gate, as it was called, was about to be opened. "Yes! So it is “The Gehenna Gate will be opened

LUNA'S POV He wanted to know if I wanted more. Did I want more? Of course, I wanted more! I opened my mouth to talk but no sound came out. The orgasm I felt was like no other. This wasn't my first time having orgasms but nothing prepared me for the one that assaulted my nerves. My body was still tingling but I wanted to continue. I doubt I would see Asher after this night which was a good thing because I didn't want to be caught up with a man like h-

Seconds later the nurse who was taking care of her father came out of the house a little agitated while shaking her head from side to side, she was looking for Noah, since he was not in the room, Charlotte was characterized by being very analytical and was watching everything that was happening at the party. * Noah Ramirez was about to reach the alley of the place, he knew that it was already past eleven o'clock and this was the time he had planned to meet with the gangsters, but he was still struggling with the medicines to walk faster, When he reached the end of the street he crossed it to enter the alley of the street and when he did so he saw how at the end of this alley there was a blac

He walked through the dark night, his hands in his pockets, moving like a night owl. His mind was crowded with thoughts, but he was trying to fight them off. After walking for about 15 minutes, he sat down near the footpath. Eventually, he went into a nearby bar where everyone was dancing. He entered, found a table, and draped his black coat over the chair. He wanted to talk to someone and even took out his phone but then put it away. Although he had never drunk before, tonight he felt the urge to. He signaled the waiter and asked for a glass. When the waiter brought it, he downed it in one gulp.

Black medium sized bed with black satin sheets and a purple comforter. A flat screen TV....A black coffin walk-in closet, black makeup table that I replaced with books and reading lamp Black coffee table, black suede couch, a mini fridge, a coffin shaped bookshelf, red candles on the coffee table held up by a black candelabra, and a black crystal chandelier. Woahhhh..... I just acknowledged it looked so creepy, but I liked it that way. "Sorry to say, but this looks so fetish to me. How can a room be this dark and..... and...."

Rodin and Varick follow henceforth on their mission even with Varick lacking behind his mentor. A few moments pass before Rodin reaches the end of the metal breadcrumbs and enters a campsite. The scene is horrifying; the once teal grass is now red with blood, and body parts, limbs, and chunks of flesh are scattered across the forest grounds. The air pulses like a breathing animal which in return forces the four tents that make up the circumference of the site to wobble in place. The insignia on the dark green tinted shelters are covered in blood but still the black sun ripples with the draft. The fire pit in the middle smolders a black fainted smoke, but on top of the fire is a handful of st

These jokers surely had to come soon, they only gave us enough food for a couple days. We were deep in a game of Bull Shit, one of my favorite card games when we heard someone. We both clung to each other and waited. After several locks and a bunch of noise, the door opened and there stood three guys, all in black with ski masks on. Sorry asses, can’t even show their faces. “You!” The guy pointed at Eve. We held each other tight. He walked toward her with a newspaper, shit he was going to do a ransom video or something, I’ve seen these on TV.

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV In a brilliant explosion of light, the darkness shattered, and the Black Faes were thrown back into the shadows from whence they came. Baddy's shrieks of fury echoed in the air as he was forced to retreat, his power diminished and his malevolent presence momentarily vanquished. The battlefield, once chaotic and filled with the sounds of clashing steel and desperate cries, fell silent. The oppressive weight of the darkness lifted, replaced by the faint glow of the moonlight breaking through the clouds.

I didn't try to write. I shoved the shard into my own chest, right over my heart. **[WARNING: MANUAL DATA INJECTION DETECTED]** **[SYSTEM OVERLOAD: REALITY LEAK]** The world didn't turn violet. It turned **Black**. A wave of absolute darkness erupted from my body. It wasn't the "Darkness" of the night; it was the "Nothingness" of a deleted file. It hit the Reaped, and their silver suits began to tarnish and peel. It hit the beam of light from the moon, and the light flickered and died.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"