Darkest Pit Novels & Stories

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

"I am. I have like a shadow body, but even shadow bodies need sustenance. I just live on a different plane of existence. I have to sleep and eat there, and I come here for work." "If having charges is just a job, then why don't you quit? Why do you have to make a deal?" "I don't have a choice to quit. Think of it more as enslavement. When I don't do what I am supposed to, the way I am supposed to, I get yanked back to the dark side." "Hell?" "Sure." "Is it all flames and devils?" "More Dante's Inferno meets a corporate world." I nodded. I had to read Dante's Inferno as one of my assignments from Mother. I didn't intake a lot of it, but the simplified notes online made it easier to understand

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.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

his panicked and desperate voice reverberated off the pit walls. I remained silent, my gaze unwavering as he pleaded for mercy, his words falling on deaf ears. I watched him squirm beneath my scrutiny. In the dim light filtering down from above, his features contorted with fear and desperation. It was almost pitiful, this broken shell of a man pleading for his life after just spending two days in the pit.

It took everything from me until I was but the darkness that had swallowed me whole. Lorik Cattanio, the man whom I once looked up to as a father, the one whom I had dreamed of him being my superhero, happened to be my worst nightmare. He was the darkness that took residence in me, snipping every little fiber of my being and replacing it all with maliciousness, remorselessness, the emotionless devil that feasted on the pain and screams of those I had trampled upon.

Elize replied. “It's not just because you're forbidden to say anything, Elize,” Lucian said. East looked down the road. Let's talk about it later. Right now, let's concentrate on the mission first. ” Elize took a deep breath. ********** Dark was standing on top of the cargo crane. He will pick up eight souls here in the port area where those men will die in the incident. According to the record of the eight, they are the employees of a large union and Dark knows the name of the union, Black Wolves Tribe. They will not die at the hands of the police but two Dark Phoenix Secret Service officers.

a place of torment, evoking the quality of sinister wilderness. Where there is no light nor hope. The place engulf people in darkness. It is the “infernal world” of horrors. The place resembles a dungeon burning like a furnace But the flames give on light, or only just enough light to emphasize the darkness—“darkness visible”.

anything. But the darkness yields nothing. It remains stubbornly silent, stubbornly empty. Despair threatens to engulf me again, a cold, suffocating wave that threatens to drown my spirit. But I refuse to succumb. I refuse to let the darkness win. I am Christopher, and I am a survivor. I will not be broken. I will not be defeated. I will find a way out of this hellhole. And when I do, I will make them pay. The darkness may be my prison, but it will not be my grave. I will emerge from this darkness stronger, more determined, more ruthless than ever before.

Curled on his side in the room, he held no futile illusions of someone coming to his rescue. The room being a place his family commonly referred to as ‘the pit’. Cazer had been subjected to this type of punishment countless times prior. However, he felt that this had been by far the longest stint among all of those that had proceeded it. Such an odious room existing to strengthen the heirs to the Krane family name. It trapped the most abhorrent beings it could possibly summon from the depths of the dark realm. Each heir expected to wield dark magic strong enough to dominate them, the pit was a favored technique used to discipline each Krane child.