Darker Than Black November 11 Novels & Stories

But this time I dreaded it more than the first. My eyes shot wide. There he was standing in all black , with a hoodie over his face. I peered closer, the only thing I could make out was the sinister smile that reached up the shadow hiding the rest of his face. My gaze drifted to the opposite side of the road and I spotted Andrew's BMW-I8 parked there. Could it actually be his? No, no! Colour drained from my face and I looked on in horror. A shrill scream left my lips as I cowered to the floor both hands covering my ears.

“In their castle beyond night Gather the Gods in Darkness, With darkness to pattern man’s fate. The colors of darkness are no monotonous hue- For the blackness of Evil knows various shades, Full many as Evil has names.” Karl Edward Wagner

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 eyes were staring at Eve and it widens at the sight in front of him. His sweet Eve, the pure and gentle Eve is now, slowly changing into something that bask in darkness. Her golden curls were turning black and her eyes that was staring into his is no more the bright blue that it was. It is now crimson red. It wasn’t the blacken spear in his body that causes his tears to fall, but the empty smile on her face, looking up to him as if he was nothing. She had put herself to sleep and calls out the most powerful, dark creature the world had once seen. She had called her Vaisya. Her dark twins. The dark Zhatier. Now they all will suffer. Blood spurted from his mouth and sound of heels running

Damien’s expression darkened with both lust and concern. “Then tomorrow night, they’re taking you to the Black Vault,” he said. “The deepest level. Where the real Masters play.” I smiled softly against his chest. “I can’t wait.” It was now evident that the blackmail no longer controlled me, the pleasure did, and I was willingly walking straight into the darkest parts of the Midnight Club, craving every moment of my own destruction.

’’ I yelled as I ran towards the ice, then the jumbotron, which had been showing a 1-1 score, changed with a violent burst of static. The festive green and red colors changed, replaced by a cold, abyssal black. In Bold, white letters were the words: 15 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS, 15 DAYS TO SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR FAMILY. My eyes widened in shock, knowing who had sent that message. It was the Black Spot. It was them, and they had come back o fufil their purpose. Just when I decided to have a moment of happiness with Aurora, with my family, they came to ruin everything.

He delivered three words that shattered the morning silence like a gunshot: "Hawthorne's inside us." The hook hit the line with a cold, paralyzing weight. On the other end of the encrypted loop, inside the dark bedroom of the unlisted corporate apartment, Damien Blackwood sat up instantly. His silver-gray eyes went wide through the gloom, narrowing into a dangerous, lethal focus as the full scale of the catastrophe crystallized in his mind. The morning light was barely a gray smudge against the heavy drapes, but the atmosphere in the room changed instantly, freezing solid.

Among the crowd that surrounded her, Morana saw Daniel who was charging forward while pushing several people in front of her while saying something that Morana couldn't catch. Every sound around her was ringing painfully and all Morana felt was a numb feeling. The last thing Morana remembered was looking into Daniel's eyes. One word that can describe the man right now is; Fright. For a moment Morana was happy to see the fear in his eyes, that means he still cares right? But then, when Morana blinked, the darkness that covered her made her stay there. Cold and silent darkness. A familiar place for her. # # # It was half past ten in the evening, but in the silent office one could still hear th

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

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.