Darkest Hours Novels & Stories

My body swayed slowly with the rhythm. Then suddenly the lights of the bar went out. Darkness swallowed everything. My body jerked with fear. My phobia of darkness chose this exact moment to wake up. Luckily, I had memorized the path to the dressing room. I rushed toward it with wild breaths. The crowd of bastards began shouting angrily. Their frustration had nothing to do with the lights going out. Nicole followed me, clearly scared. The way the power disappeared had been truly terrifying. "Oh my God. What is happening in the bar tonight? We have never seen anything like this before."

It has been almost fourteen hours since we came here, it was now around four in the morning and yet his father remained still. When Dominic and that other woman left to rescue him, they didn’t find him tortured, they didn’t find him suffering, no. They found him locked in a neglected dungeon, unconscious almost looking lifeless. If it wasn’t for his low, faint beating heart everyone would’ve thought he was dead. Mr Meleros was an exact bigger version of Dimitrius, same black curly hair, same tanned skin, same features, same height. But he looked nothing near that. His face looked pale, very pale almost as if no drop of blood was circulating. His parted lips were chapped and dehydrated as if

and a million dollar smile played on his lips. ''I'll will search you Miss. Cindrella if my feelings are pure and genuine...we'll find the ''Darkest Shade of Love''.Life has given me another chance to restart my life.To cherish every moment I live and I want you beside me as my love.I am going to hunt you Cinderella.You are here around me.My heart can feel your presence."He murmured to himself. ****************************

If she hadn't, he would have tortured her to death, since a simple task had proved too difficult for her to finish. A dark spark flashed in his eyes. Even his assistant shivered in fear. If not for the good pay, there was no way he would work for this devil who wore Prada. "Make an arrangement. The current hostages should be moved. Move them to Dark City." His assistant shivered again and didn't argue. He moved swiftly to carry out the order. Dark City was one of the poorest areas in New York. It was full of slums, had no electricity, and was always damp and dark, as the name suggested.

Vespera The blue glow of the dual monitor screens burned into my eyes, turning the numbers on the screen into blurry, illegible smears. It was 3:40 AM. For five straight hours, Kasimir and I had sat side by side in the second floor library of Alpine Ridge, sifting through thousands of encrypted transaction logs from the Falkenrath Logistics trust accounts. My mind was a tangled knot of terror and exhaustion. Every line of code, every offshore transfer routing number felt like a ghost haunting the room, whispering warnings I couldn't ignore.

DARKEST LOVE (CURSED) CHAPTER SIXTEEN. * * The sun was almost up outside, it infiltrated through the drapes, replacing the lights that the lanterns in the room had provided. She studied his features openly, no doubt he was the most beautiful creature she had ever seen, his voice was also utmost soothing, but sometimes melodically dark and scary, just like it had been last night when he had caught her trying to escape. Everything about him still struck her as familiar.

I could still feel it and it wasn't pleasant at all. It felt like a warning. Like the worst had yet to come. Like a kind of darkness that consumes your emotions. That night was darker than ever. I didn't feel like talking to anyone and went straight to bed. Too much had happened today. Just too much. ============================ Your thoughts on the Dark Prince? 🤔🤔🤔

Hans whispered from beside him. "I don't know," he muttered. "I'm not the kind of man who" Who murders people. Hans met his gaze, a solemn understanding between them. Then Hans held out his hand, and Royce wordlessly passed him the vial. Fuck, he hoped this worked. They wouldn't know if their plan had succeeded for another thirty-six to seventy-two hours while the poison worked its way through Vadym's system. "Which one is he?" Royce asked Dimitri.

“It’s for the best interest of the Territory. I hope you understand.” My eyes squeeze shut as the world shifts around us. He's transporting me away... Once my feet touch the ground, I push away from Dax, looking around. We are in a dark room with no windows and a single light above me. In the middle of the room, there's a metal table and chair. Nothing else. I swallow uncomfortably. Not knowing where I am is not a good thing. This doesn't look like it is in the Noble's manor, which means I could be anywhere....

9 3 Days Later It had been the longest three days I had ever lived. These days were my nightmares, I cried, gave up, stood again, fell down and again held my broken pieces together from falling deeply under my eyes. I had been keenly conscious about my surroundings, more than I should’ve had. Everything that moved with me or every person as far as I could see seemed like a threat. I studied them if they meant to harm or stalking me; even if that was a disable man minding his own business. Wherever I went I felt like being chased along with getting precisely observed by some unseen force which denied to appear in front of me,