Darkest Disney Theories Novels & Stories

The times I talked myself off the ledge of becoming another wasted junkie, fucking her life away. He has the darkest stupid fantasies of a little girl praying for a brave hero on a big fierce dragon to come and burn down the world to save her from her prison. He has it all. It’s like having a massive microscope and blazing light shone on your deepest darkest depths and exposing them to the world. It doesn’t feel good at all.

August waited for a full minute to craft an answer before revealing an appropriate one, “It’s a working theory on my part, and you know how that goes.” “More than anyone.” “This one I have might have been one of the most out there...ever.” “More than that theory you have about the escape artist being a vampire?” “Okay, this is the second most out there of the theories I had. And this one has a higher probability to be true,” August pointed out.

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.

Says the way he felt when he entered the room drove his wolf crazy. dark magic I couldn't help but think it could be used to identify mates even before they knew they were fated. It was only Addanc who could perform such. This was indeed a confirmation that Addanc was the mastermind of those papers, with Pete as the associate and Theo as the inside man. But why did Pete result to such evil measures? Even go as far as black mailing his own son?

"Then I believe we will be facing an army of intelligent rogues. And these rogues are made. That means anyone can be turned rogue. No one is safe. And it is limitless." "Fuck! Who do you think is behind this? A witch? Mage? Fae?" "We don't know. That's why I need the intel. It might be possible any of them or all" "Are you saying there might be more than one?" "Yes. At least a magical being- a witch or fae or mage. And someone who holds power in their hands. Because the kings wouldn't have let this matter escalate to these heights if they are aware of it." "Perhaps, they are using this as an excuse to eliminate the unwanted ones?"

“After what happened with the Gordons, every door is closing in our fucking faces. The Blackwood Group is falling apart right in front of us. Every day, we lose more contracts. More investors pull out. We’re bleeding money faster than we can replace it. I’ve been trying to hold everything together, but I can’t do miracles. To me, it seems obvious that if we don’t do something drastic—and soon—, we’ll be bankrupt by the end of the year. So no, this isn’t what I want. But it might be the only choice we have left.” She’s right. But I still can’t believe she’s actually considering this. The Dark Knights isn’t just a formal event. It’s a marketplace where powerful people get access to technology,

"Your family was the visible beneficiary. Dray's family was the primary one." The common room held this conclusion in the specific silence of people who have just understood that the thing they dismantled tonight was larger than the version they dismantled. Dami spoke from the window, where he'd moved at some point during the last ten minutes and was looking out at the pre-dawn city with the reflective quality of someone thinking at his own pace and arriving at his own conclusions. "The man who called," he said. "Eleven years of documentation. He's been building this case since before half of us were paying attention to anything." He turned from the window. "Who watches a civic councillor co

I almost jumped on my seat not at all expecting 'demons' as my mother's murderers. " Lemme explain first, calm down your ass." She exclaimed and gently took my hands in hers, patting it softly. " Their main motive was to attack me, so that they could suck out the 'potus' crystal from my chest. But unfortunately as they mistook her for me, there wasn't any potus crystal in there 'cause she was a normal human." (Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are

Do something! I wasn't just going to hand the king my granddaughter. Alice was young and practically human. She was so naïve. She knew nothing about this world. The king sending for her and I meant that they hadn't found Zoladie - they never would, no one was a crafty as her. And if I knew the king well, I knew that he was going to use any means necessary to drag her out of whatever hole she was hiding in. There was a reason they said that his kind were born from the dark side of the moon. They had a darkness in them. Energy stone!

“I want you to drown in me even more. I want you to shatter the world for my sake, and I’ll enjoy watching you burn anyone who comes near me with bad intentions, just like you did today.” I opened my eyes and looked at his handsome face while he stared deeply into my relaxed features. He spoke the moment he felt me secretly watching him. “I’d burn the universe for your sake.” His raven-black eyes suddenly flared with anger. “You still haven’t realized that you are my honor. I kill for my honor, Aurora. That bastard was lucky I didn’t lose control with him.” His words caught me by surprise. I didn’t know what to say, so I settled for a smile and a curious question.