Darkness Art Novels & Stories

I am different things, I am my demons, I am my sister's killer, I am darkness, I am broken, but never am I light, never am I happy, never am I smiling truly and it's all because I can never be this things. I am darkness. I am broken. I am unbelievably damaged. I am a broken artist who has lost his muse. I am the devil's child. I am darkness, the sooner everyone sees that, the better for them. I saw it a long time ago and God knows I had no choice but to accept it.

Read at your own risk, and may your journey through the shadows lead you to the light of your deepest desires. ***** In the shadowed corners of our deepest desires lies a world few dare to explore, a realm where the lines between pleasure and pain, love and obsession, power and submission blur into a mesmerizing dance. Welcome to The Art of Seduction, a series crafted to lead you through the labyrinth of human passion, where every turn reveals another facet of our darkest fantasies and most forbidden dreams.

she yelled, harnessing the power of the artifact. Damon didn't hesitate as he combined his own power with the artifact's light. Together, they launched a powerful assault that hit the remaining darkness with relentless strength. The creature emitted a last, pained cry as it was surrounded by the light, its shape disappearing completely. The woods grew quiet as the darkness disappeared, the heavy atmosphere vanishing. Kyra and Damon put down their weapons, breathing heavily from exhaustion. "Everything is finished," Damon declared with a voice expressing relief.

The figure lingered over him, its voice a whisper in his ear. “You cannot escape your destiny, Ethan. You are the darkness, and the darkness is you.” Just as Ethan felt himself slipping into the abyss, a surge of light filled the chamber, pushing back the obscurity. The figure drawn back, its frame glinting and mutilating as the light developed more grounded. Ethan looked up, his vision clearing just in time to see Miriam standing at the edge of the chamber, her face filled with assurance. She held a shining artifact in her hands, the source of the light, and as she ventured forward, the dull figure shouted in seethe, its frame dissolving into shadow. But the light was blurring, and Ethan kn

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

he smirked. "Akenos half brother Kha. Now I see why you are the destructor." Lesi said. "Why is that?" he was fascinated at this point. "Kha the God of darkness, creatures of the night, the sky. Does destruction not lead to darkness?" Lesi asked. "Or power. Kha is not driven for the greater. He is too busy with Selene watching over his creatures of the night." Akenos said. "Power is fleeting. Creation is forever." Lesi said.

The darkness closed in around him, its power overwhelming and absolute. When the ritual was finished, Ryder was changed. He was no longer the same man, but a shadow of his former self, bound to the will of the silver-haired woman. His eyes now mirrored the eerie glow of hers, a testament to the dark force that had claimed him. The weight of his new destiny pressed heavily upon him, as he stood in the ruins of the ancient church, forever linked to the legacy of darkness.

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

Before us there is a wall of picture windows, the night is too dark for us to see anything but the own disturbing reflection of four seemingly young people in the presence of an unconscious man being carried towards a set of ominous looking stairs. “This way,” Arthur turns on the light as he leads us down. “If there are any more lights, please turn them on as well. We need as much light as possible. We need to dispel as much shadow as we can.” Arthur nods in understanding. I am guessing he has seen enough of the shadows himself to know that what I am asking is necessary. It's hard to forget the shadows when they have reached into your mind, trying to tear away your soul. Dramatic, I know, bu

My eyes focused on Olivia; she was still admiring the portal, analyzing the symbols that turned from one side to the other. All this was new to her; like a human without knowledge about magic, she had no idea that this was dark or infernal magic. The portals created by Inccubus and Succubus were made for teleportation to harvest people’s life energy, so they could come and go from hell without bothering anyone and hide from the hunters and many others who hunted them.