Darkness Inside Novels & Stories

"I think it meant that the darkness is not just outside. It is inside. In all of us. The fear. The anger. The hate. The Dark Wolf feeds on those things." "And you think it will come back?" I turn to him. "I think it never truly leaves. It just waits. For the right moment. The right weakness." Kael pulls me into his arms. "Then we will be ready. We will watch for the darkness. In ourselves. In each other. And we will fight it, always." I lean into him. "Together." "Together." The moon shines down on us. The darkness is gone. But the shadow remains. TO BE CONTINUED...

The darkness split open. And something inside it opened its eyes.

The intensity of his emotions threatened to consume him, but he refused to succumb. Entering the room, Haider was met with a scene that mirrored the depths of his despair. The darkness and dirt seemed to reflect his own inner turmoil, amplifying his sense of hopelessness. His heart pounded in his chest, its rhythm matching the erratic flickering of the lone lightbulb above. The weight of the past sins committed within those walls bore down on him, suffocating his spirit.

I'm met with emptiness even though my eyes stray to the darkness in the corner of the room where the moonlight streaks fail to reach. I don't see him, however, something says he is in there, in the shadows watching me. I mean, that's the only time apex predators are out for the kill; in the dark. “Theodore!” I yell towards the door with a frantic voice. It's not helping matters that my ankle is cuffed against my wish. Oh, God! “Theodore isn't here to save you. You are with me now.” The voice is deeper, darker, promising dangers more than his words speak.

It was as if he had conjured up the dark side of her character and it was insidiously taking her over. Her skin heated, disturbing recollections of an hour past filling her conscious mind, and so real were those images that Lara could feel the touch of his hands on her flesh, feel the hot, hungry onslaught of his mouth on hers. With a trembling hand, Lara poured herself another coffee, mortified by her own lack of mental discipline. It was time she got herself back under control... but just how easy was that going to be with him calling all the shots? Perspiration dampened her eyebrow.

His face was red and was turning purple with every second. Seeing him in this state, made his wolf go mad and he let the wolf take control of him as he shifted right there and suddenly there was darkness in the cave as if someone just turned off the lights. A growl and a scream could be heard from inside the cave but nobody knew what was happening. "Zadkiel..." Irvin's weak voice spoke and then a fit of coughs could be heard which were mixed with the low squeaks of a woman. Just like that, the lights came back and everything was visible. Irvin was leaning against the wall, massaging his neck and coughing. Two wolves and a guy was tied together with an invisible string while a woman's lifeles

Summer's POV Bright blinding light pushed through the dreamless darkness that Summer was enjoying, beckoning her to wake up and embrace the new day where all her troubles were still very much existent. Sighing she allowed her eyes to open taking in the man that still slept soundly beside her.

Willow directed them to her previous board where she was staying before shuffling around Reagan's other hideouts. Thankfully, it is still intact and no one came sniffing around. Willow took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower and get rid of the blood on her body. She feels dirty. It's as if the blood has absorbed into her pores. With each passing day, she is committing new sins. She is walking far from what she is. Before also she used to murder, kill. But then it was swift and not playing around. Now, she is torturing people with a cool precision that makes her shiver. She never knew she was dark inside. And this darkness is seeping out of her, pouring out with each pass

Demons corrupt humans by tapping into their minds, finding their deepest desires and translate it into sinful acts. Tears continued to flow on the human’s face. Damien grinned, Chris’ miserable state proves him how worth his five years of wait. Chris watched how the demon’s appearance changed before his eyes. The black fog that always surrounds the demon is as if being absorbed back to its body. Chris is too pre-occupied to be even amazed but he must admit to himself that he is curious with what is happening. It continued until the black fog finally reveals a man with strong features. Chris first noticed the demon’s eyes which are very dark, much like the fog that previously surrounds him.