Darkness Reaction Novels & Stories

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

Instead, he scooped me in his arms and brought me to my bed. There was a mix of excitement and fear which instantly crept into my whole being. Excited because my curiosity will be sufficed but fearful because I know this might break me or make me. Again, Pierre Monteblanco is a mystery. A dangerous one. And what a fool am I to throw myself into his dark fate. However, the need to feel this dark persona is heavier than all the things bothering me in my mind. I just need to satisfy this curiosity or else I'll be damned.

It grew stronger and twice the size as before. The Darkness Palace was aptly named for several reasons. One, those who use Divination had trouble looking into them. A fog or blanket of Darkness obscuring everything they do. Only allowing people to see what they wanted to see if they themselves used Divination. Which Ren does because of his Mental Manual.

My ears seemed block with a whistling sound on repeat mode. DARKNESS Darkness can be measured by the absence of light, Things vanish in presence of its sight. It's a feeling of not knowing your surroundings, cannot seeing the color they hold, When your eyes seem dead and senses feel cold. It is frightening when you cannot hear the chirping of insects or tick-tock of a clock, People fear it's presence yet, it holds a place in one's heart. We hide it behind, covering it with light, Even the sun hide behind darkness when it's the night.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

Hordes of zombies, bearing the signs of the plague and bearing the faces of the people of Genbofen, marched to war against the living. With the last vestiges of his conscious mind, Viktor returned the sights, smells and sounds to the unearthly ethereal matter from which they originated and watched them melt and dissolve into a black slime, at the same time drawing the dark power of the essence of death itself that was solidifying within the crypt and concentrating it on a single point, a single thought. He wanted to live. And that simple wish took shape. A bolt of dark energy was released from Viktor like an eruption, in a catastrophic shock wave of lethal power. He collided with Theodria an

- 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

Especially since his whole fantasy was for there to be a shroud of mystery with us meeting. She continued, "I can give him your number and he can call and go over any other specifics with you. I realize it'll be dark but I don't know if there's anything special he wants you to wear or not wear, any special way he wants you to smell, that kind of thing. I think the whole premise of being in the dark is to heighten all of your other senses. He really wants the physical connection with you, without any pretense about who he is or who his family is or all that."

It was as if the darkness forbade the full moon to spread its light and to reveal that which was covered, even protected, by the darkness. Godric stood spellbound on the stage that led to his childhood fears. Another swallow. His throat felt dry, as if the liquid hadn't moisturized his throat in ages. Moments passed, then he was startled, dropped the candle, which rolled down the stairs and came to a stop behind the arch of the cellar entrance. The flame had gone out and only the glow of the moon seemed to give Godric a little light.

This light shines in my eyes and I fall to the ground in the dream, then wake up in a shock. I get out of hiding to find some more firewood, run into a darkness hunter normal I know how to deal with, but the same light shows up. The blue green light shows up and the darkness can't be seen in light of anything form or see the darkness hunter in it form. I was shocked at what I saw and to find out that the darkness hunters have no weakness but the darkness only one weakness that they don't want anyone to know about. Is this what Mr. White found out and why he was killed but when the darkness hunter saw this light come from me, all the darkness hunters shocked me again. The darkness hunter hand