Darkness Devil Novels & Stories

Sometimes Morana was afraid of what she could do, or what she couldn't stop. Even though Morana's life was full of hatred and regret, the face of death was still terrifying. Time passed, and slowly the noise around Morana became only the faint background sound behind her fading consciousness. Morana felt her body getting lighter like cotton, like dry leaves blown by the wind in the dry season. As Morana completely surrendered to the darkness enveloping her body, she felt that emptiness once more. It was as if he no longer stepped on the earth. # # #

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

Exactly what Mark had. Initially, the Darkblood group were groups of Vampires who were always second in command after the Redline Vampires who were mostly birthed as royals and had much built and fierce powers. The Darkblood group shared common traits just like their powers, Mind traveling, Blind linking and Soul traveling which were specifically given to the deserved people of the Darkblood group, other Darkblood Vampires had other uncommon powers but those three were the common ones which the Darkblood Vampires possessed.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this. I fucked up again. I could feel it. That wasn't an apology. ‘’Listen rowan, I don’t give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I’m sure you can.’’

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

I addressed the crowd once more but this time also I also had our message broadcast to all devil’s night fans all over the world. “All of those who have been with us since the beginning, you know we have waited for our time to come. I am the prince of fucking darkness and you are my army. We are a dynasty in the making and we will not stop until this world is ours. So, go out and take it. When this night is over, we will stand victorious! It is our night; Devil’s Night and we will celebrate with the city tonight! This night may have started in Detroit but that does not mean it has to stay here. Everyone, no matter where you are seeing this, go out into your city and celebrate our time. Show

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

Not fifteen minutes had passed when the devil walked in. My eyes met his cold brown ones, and I immediately regretted it when the image of last night came to mind. Neither of us said a word, and I continued my breakfast, pretending he wasn't there. He wore a pair of black jeans that hang loosely around his hips, a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, and a black Adidas. What was this, the national black day? It suited him; though I assure you, his soul was darker still. "You'll get cold in that," He walked toward me and stuffed one of my strawberries into his mouth. A delicious smell consumed my nostrils. His perfume.

No doubt before the next couple of weeks, she would have gone completely insane and a full blown sociopath. She collapses patiently on the wall thinking of all the memories she had with him and all the times they spent making promises only God can keep. She would say damn God for cursing their fate like she had said in past weeks but she has no energy left in her to even let out a whimper. She has no tear left to cry. All that is left in her is a big hollowness clothed with darkness and no hope of light. She hears the sound of footsteps clicking against the hard ground and halts just in front of her.