Darkness Inside Novels & Stories

Work is the only way I would be able to divert my mind from this thoughts. I was working so focused to divert my mind that I didn't realize what time it was... Then suddenly I looked at the watch ...it was over 2 hours than the office closing time...oh my god...how can I be so careless..... I stood up from my seat and looked outside in the corridors... All lights were off...oh my god...everyone has left already.... I am scared of darkness... So I can't even go there...why this happens to me only.

Its gates creak open as if beckoning me inside, and with a deep breath, I enter its dark embrace. Within the fortress, I find myself in a labyrinth of twisting corridors, each one darker and more treacherous than the last. Shadows dance along the stone walls, whispering secrets that send a chill down my spine. As I navigate the maze, a sense of unease settles in the pit of my stomach, warning me of the dangers lurking in the shadows. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the darkness ahead, their eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. It is the god of darkness, a being of immense power and malevolence. Their presence fills the corridor, suffocating me with a sense of dread.

Darkness crashes in. And I feel nothing at all.

I always thought of becoming punctual but my light again fades and mingles with darkness There's darkness still inside me and I don't know I will ever get rid of it because it is a part of my soul. You could protect yourself from others but how could you protect yourself from you. What If danger lies inside you!! I haven't found a way to conquer my that part. My faith is still uncomplete.And I knew it but I haven't find my light not yet. I don't know a part of me still wants to just mess in darkness and wrongness and dwell in nothingness.

I feel helpless, trapped in a cycle I can't seem to break. The room grows darker as evening approaches, but I make no move to turn on a light. The encroaching darkness seems to mirror my sinking emotions, each shadow deepening the pit of despair I've fallen into. It's as if the darkness is a physical manifestation of the gloom that has taken residence in my mind, creeping into every corner of the room and my psyche alike.

"But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it had looked within itself and, by heavens I tell you, it had gone mad." ― Joseph Conrad, ~ Darkness. It could be Wickedness or evil, or Unhappiness or gloom, or the basic meaning, the partial or total absence of light (Dictionary).

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

People have hope in their lives but all I can see is darkness. Darkness that first attracts you,then calls for you and finally drowns you. And right now it is calling for me, making me mentally sick and playing games with me. I sometimes feel things crawling on my body, voices whispering in my ears. Silence talking to me and my demons struggling to let out and survive. But I can't allow them. If I do, not only I will destroy myself but also the little thing growing inside of me. The little heart which is growing and is dependent on me for its beat.

Parking slot of an old house Alexandra found she was tied up in a dark room. Her eyes could see only dark, not sure if she was blindfolded or it was really nothing but darkness. Actually she was feeling numb all over her body, almost like an unconscious person. She didn't know what was going on. But one thing she knew for sure, she was drugged.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant