Darkness At Noon Synopsis Novels & Stories

Bjorn held the lamp like a club, ready to bash whoever, or whatever, came through the front door. But he noticed that the light in the room was growing. It was finally sunrise, and he had survived the night! Or at least, he was close to surviving it. He stood anxiously waiting and watching the door, breathing hard but starting to ease with each second that ticked by. The sun was coming up. The pounding on the door had abruptly stopped in time with the growing dawn. He heard a scuttling of footsteps on the patio, then the creaky wooden stairs jostled mightily as several bodies pounded down them and into the early morning light.

I swallowed and sweat a bit more; with shifty eyes, I replied, "S-sure. Don't mention it." Finally, Cass got back with both her thumbs in the air; I guess it meant mission success. Not long after, Ms. Reina arrived and started homeroom. Cass passed me a note saying, "Ms. Reina said she'll join us for lunch and that we should wait for her at the mystic brook. xoxo - Cass" After I read the note I passed it on to Noah who read it and passed it to Ross. After reading Cass's note, Ross folded it into a swan. That was pretty cool. I never knew Ross knew origami. Come to think of it, I don't know that much about Ross or the others at that. This is the first time I actually had interest in other peo

Sunny is doing her usual routine, her face is serious as she skillfully strokes paint on the canvas. Linus felt his chest tightening. He wanted to call her, to embrace her, but he knew it was impossible. What he is seeing are only fragments of the past he cannot go back no matter how he wished to. The woman continued painting even though her hands are already shivering. Tears started streaming on her face until she fully breaks down. The paint brush eventually fell from her hands. She covered her face as she cries. “Sorry. I’m so sorry Linus, my moon…” He felt warm tears trickling down his cheeks. Sunny used to call Linus his moon. She said that the angel became her light when her life turne

Miguel loved this girl too much to do something like that, so he finished his drink and left the party at around 8pm. Nadir had managed to feed off the energy of two men within two hours - an athletic bully who had so much of it that if she took all of his energy and life with it, would have enough for a week. However, Nadir could not do this if she did not want to attract the attention of not only humans, leaving a corpse trail behind her, but also "messengers of Heaven", otherwise known as angels, who easily detected the activity of demons on Earth, if they were not careful enough. The other man was a nearly forty-year-old military man, but still full of vigor. Nadir was haunting them whil

- I replied, indignant. - It doesn't matter what time it is.- my mother interjected.- You are not allowed to walk in this forest after dark. Even during the day, it's not completely safe there, a vampire hangs around this woods. And don't even tell me you didn't feel it when you wandered there.- she added, to my surprise, although I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother was more powerful than me and was able to sense all kinds of creatures from a great distance. - I felt it only once, late in the evening, at the end of the previous year.- I confessed, quite truthfully.- I never felt it during the day, and today I returned home after dark for the first time in a long while.- I reminded

This stranger made him look like a mere schoolboy. He seems to absorb all the darkness in the room and extradite it in the form of pulsing power. The kind that promised to go deep within your mind and expel your darkest secrets. The same power that threatened to rip the skin off your bones if you get too close. And as I stare at him, all the breath leaves me.

Unknown As Flameheart stood in the dimly lit room, shadows flickered ominously against the walls, swirling like dark tendrils. Outside, dark clouds began to gather, casting a heavy gloom over Sunshine City. The air crackled with an unsettling energy, and one by one, the people around him fell into a deep slumber, the weight of the impending storm claiming them as its own. Only Flameheart remained awake, his heart racing, sensing that something momentous was about to unfold.

Down once more to the dungeons of my black despair Down we plunge to the prison of my mind Down that path into darkness deep as hell! Daphnie was laughing but immediately stopped and looked pissed when Madame Giry was shown selling out the Phantom. She looked at the television with hatred in her eyes as Patrick Wilson was swimming for his life. We both wanted him to die. It's funny how one can watch a movie repeatedly yet still hope that the ending somehow changes. Finally, it was Daphnie's turn to sing: Have you gorged yourself at last

We just cuddle her and help her through the pain. When the light goes away, the beast smiles. "This is it. The world has reset. I can set you down where I found you, or you can choose where you want to be set down." All of us look at him and say in unison, "Put us with what's left of our loved ones." He nods, letting the light fade completely as we are plunged into darkness. The world is so dark, but I don't think it's night. I feel like it's noon. The world has been put into a very harsh state and I don't know how we are going to fix it.

Redberg Village Camellana's Villa In the heart of the oasis of Camellana's little chapel, an assembly of dark forces took place beneath the lanterns and otherworldly spells that concealed the dwellers inside. The pitch blackness was perfect, a sort of visual lull that gave a venerable fear. With human eyes closed there was the thoroughness of fear that gives one's heart a bitterness of existing, of being, of breathing, and how those moments extended with such gloom until the dawn chose to bring back the colors.