Darkest Hours Novels & Stories

Almost all of the food was washed away and only a few were left, leaving the citizens of Thalia weak with starvation. The king decided to divide the remaining food to the citizens. Unfortunately, with the little of what they have and the large population of his kingdom, the food wasn't even enough to last for 2 days. Hunger led to desperation and greed. The people started to sin. They started to steal and kill. So many lives were lost and so much blood was shed. The war lasted for 3 days, it was declared as the Dark Hours, the day where the people were driven mad because of hunger and the blackened sand that was caused by the dried blood and ashes of its citizens.

Scared that my darkness would try to take Chelsea as well. What was she even doing in my nightmare? The darkness inside me was getting out of control and I couldn't hold it back anymore. It was going to destroy anything in its path and I couldn't let that happen especially to the people close to me. My demons were seeking revenge and they wouldn't rest until they got what they wanted. This nightmare was definitely a warning that I should stay away from Chelsea. I could still picture her fear stricken face. She wanted to help me but I know that no one would ever get through to me the darkness was a part of me I just had to accept it's torture and suffering.

Well nobody won the bet about when Helen would call Derek, she waited until Monday afternoon, and nobody thought she’d hold out that long. We all decided we had to head back in the morning, and that the takeover would have to be next week. Helen would already be squirming and if she tried to reach out to Edwin, she would get nowhere. He was off in the Caribbean, celebrating his freedom.

"If the world abandons me, I shall accompany thee. Where the storms reside, my heart lies. There was no grace to the angst that many have no heart to see. Amidst the downpour and thunder, the lonely path I shall walk. As the phases of the moon change, so does my nature. Like the four seasons alternate, my heart camouflaged. If not for how the world went, to its command, I bent. Now walking a lonely path, the storm I embrace. " She recited her favorite words. Two hours flew by quite fast as she roamed around the city. It was finally time for her mission. Her bright eyes turned cold as she blended into the darkness heading for a specific place. In one of the city's highest skyscrapers sat a ma

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER ONE JOHN PAUL'S POV ________________________________________________ The sun was extremely at it brightest today and the chirping of the birds could be heard, not too far away . It was just like another day in the life of the famous John paul cooper . I had wristwatches worth millions, a private jet to whatever island or country i want to travel to and most importantly chains of businesses around the globe . My phone was buzzing and i had to see who was calling and that was my secretary Penelope.

She turned her head, nuzzling against mine. “Go to sleep then, Angel,” I cooed, pulling the sheets up higher around her to keep her warm. She drifted in and out of sleep for a few hours. They gave her some more pain meds, but she said she was OK. After a couple of hours they let her get out of the bed to go to the bathroom as long as she was accompanied by two nurses - which she didn't appreciate at all. At nine o’clock the nurse came in, smiling sadly at me. “I’m sorry but visiting hours are over now. I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” she said apologetically as she settled Amber back into her bed.

She understood this, but she wasn't sure how to stop it. Minnow pushed all these anxieties down and set herself on autopilot. Her beloved matching grey tracksuit hung on the desk chair, and she eagerly put on the soft, stretchy material before crawling into the downy bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow, drowning out the ongoing party downstairs. Her sleep was dreamless until she entered the wolf's hour, inviting her deepest fears back into her mind—the hour between night and dawn when most people die, sleep is the most profound, and nightmares are the most real.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

' Anna replied sharply. This memory lived with her longest, this was the fight they had one week before she lost her mom. Now here she was alone, moving to Romania to escape a life of shattered glass and hope here in Maine. As she settled into the box of pictures, his face flashed in her mind. Piercing green eyes with a grey streak almost like lighting to them. Dark chocolate hair falling to the top of his shoulders, and a seductive smile. Strong jaw, and god-like features. Yes, her imagination was really a crime sometimes.

It happened so fast the world came to a halt. The bloody cops exist and they dominated the deepest of darkness. While the Negin all just waiting, and for what and whom, only the time have ever known. The passage of time is a weird one and is taking the darkness to a next level. The scheme is well-keep and no one ever realize the bottom of it. The coldest war is fought, and the warmest embrace implemented with deadliest of might.