Darkness Art Novels & Stories

The Darkness called out from its blockade beyond the hills where I sat south. I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms. The Darkness's voice echoed a constant, insidious whisper in my mind. It promised relief, an end to the torment. But I knew better. I had seen the horrors it could unleash, the twisted, broken souls it left in its wake. I had to ignore the Darkness for another twelve hours before the ritual was over as that was how long the first one was, and the Darkness had lost. I had to do this for my twins and to ruin some version of the Cult's plan to kill them and change the realm.

“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

Does that mean, a bad weather is approaching? "It's sad." Ariz said in an almost inaudible voice. "This calm and peaceful world is slowly losing its radiance. Soon darkness will prevail." Looking at the white line above, Nobel heave a deep sigh. He can't understand a thing about Ariz was trying to say. Surely this is just a dream generated by his own subconscious. There's nothing in the real world that resembles this place at all, yet somehow, it felt like it was someone's home. "I want to ask a little question." Ariz put her hands behind her back as she turned to him, glint of curiosity flashing in her eyes. "What will you do if ever I lose my memory and forget about you?"

I needed to stop her, but I didn't know how. She sighed. "I'm almost sad I've taken this path instead of just destroying you years ago." She stood up straight. "If you don't collect all of the pieces, it'll be of no matter to me. The darkness will consume you as well as those you love, along with the rest of the world, and I will win anyway." An oily grin spread across her face. "I don't know if you've noticed yet, but the darkness is more than just a lack of light. I've infused it with sadness, with depression, pain, torment, and gloom. Those who come in contact with it have their personal pains and sorrows intensified until they become unbearable. By the time all realms are covered, there

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

Celeste pushed harder, her light clashing against the dark force within. Back in the village, Malcom’s expression turned grim. He could feel the artifact’s tether weakening. His connection to the shadows was slipping, and with it, his grip on power. “You don’t understand,” Malcom hissed, stepping closer to Clara and Ethan. “If you destroy the artifact, you unleash something far worse.” Clara raised her chin defiantly. “We’re done listening to your lies, Malcom. This ends now.” Malcom’s laugh was bitter. “You’re all so naïve. Do you think light can exist without darkness? You’re only delaying the inevitable.”

I'd love to make their life worse than hell. Aurora is mine and only I have a right to touch her, hurt her, make her cry and own her smile, although I doubt that she will ever smile because of me or for me until I force it out of her. She has awakened the monster which I never knew existed in me, her innocence makes me want to consume her soul and I will. I am no light but the darkness itself, and she will be consumed by darkness. "We need you tonight..." Mikhail declared, crashing my thoughts to see my Angel tonight.

"Light always needs a source of energy, darkness does not need a source of energy. Therefore, darkness will always beat the light. One day when light disappears the darkness will prevail." --Smash Hits MELODY POV "What role will I play in taking down the bad boy trafficker?" Jordan asked before throwing another small pebble into the water. We watched in silence as the tiny stone fractured the surface of the water, creating big waves as it skated on the moonlit surface before settling with a tiny pop. The blackness under the sparkling surface swallowed it whole without mercy, stealing it from our sight and dragging it to the world of the unknown that lay beneath the pitch blackness. The waves

We knew that this was a crucial moment—a chance to uncover the true extent of the enemy's plans and put an end to their reign of darkness. But before we could make our move, a low, chilling laughter filled the chamber. The figure that emerged from the shadows sent shivers down our spines. It was none other than the mastermind behind the encroaching darkness—the one who had orchestrated our suffering all along. With a voice dripping with malice, the figure revealed their true intentions. They had not only sought to eradicate our kind but to harness the power of the artifact for their own nefarious purposes. The artifact, it seemed, held the key to unleashing a darkness that could consume the

She pulled. She channeled the entirety of her artificial consciousness”the cold, digital clarity she had stolen from the nursery”into the glass. The mirror groaned, the silver backing cracking into a spiderweb of obsidian lines. The reflection screamed, a sound of high-pitched, metallic despair, as the darkness within the glass began to pour into her, rather than dragging her out. The Council chamber shuddered. The walls began to weep ink, and the candles”thousands of them, burning with a flickering, sickly green flame”snuffed out simultaneously, leaving the room in a pitch-black, suffocating void.