Drowning In The Dark Novel Novels & Stories

## DANTE’S POV A heavy, suffocating darkness held me under. It wasn't a peaceful sleep. It felt like drowning in thick, freezing oil, and every single breath required a massive effort. Somewhere above the surface, voices drifted like muffled echoes underwater, but I couldn’t reach them. I was trapped in the dark, my body just a useless, broken weight. Then came the warmth. It started at my hand, a sharp, trembling pressure, followed by something wet soaking through my sleeve.

Mena’ “Ugh” Why is it baking in here! Waking up from my sleep drenched in sweat. I try to kick the covers off,but can barely move because everything is sticking to me.Making my covers heavier in weight. I can’t even sit up It’s like I’m routed in place It has to be around 100 degrees right now.You would’ve thought It’s a furnace in our room how hot it is.Walls probably peeling get it together Mena starting to hyperventilate but after my panic subsided I try to gather what’s going on I don’t smell any smoke or see flames so it can’t be a fire so what’s happening right now

He stood up and put both gloved hands inside his pocket. Even her knees started to tremble beneath her pants, she tried to stand but she couldn't. Cold fear rushed through her veins making her mind to black out. "And then it will become hard for you to even step a foot. It'll get harder to breath, don't worry you're not going to die, just paralyzed." Dankworth slowly walk towards her. It's like he is doing some countdown before she met her demise. "Then your tongue will become paralyzed. You can't even scream."

I spun wildly in the absolute dark, my limbs striking the jagged iron edges of the internal pipes as the current dragged me deeper into the subterranean labyrinth. I was drowning. My vision began to narrow into a tiny, pinprick point of blackness. Dominic... my mind cried out through the dying ember of our bond, a final, helpless plea before the dark swallowed me whole. Suddenly, a massive, unyielding force slammed into my waist.

Chapter 13 Into The Abyss Fiona's POV The darkness crashed over me like a tidal wave, pulling me under so fast, I couldn't breathe. My senses were overwhelmed—suffocating, thick, cold. It was as if the very air had turned solid, trapping me in an unrelenting void. My wolf, once snarling and defiant, was silent now, retreating into the depths of my mind where even she couldn’t fight against this force. I grasped desperately for something—anything—solid, anything familiar, but all I felt was the pulsing rhythm of the shadows around me. There was no ground beneath me, no air to fill my lungs. Only the pressing weight of dark magic that tightened around my chest like a noose.

The darkness swallowed them whole. ☠️ End of Chapter 16

It was difficult to understand what was it in the dark. The scene changed.I could see the woman's half covered upto her nose . Sinister smile stretched on her lips as she lifted the heart before her. Then suddenly everything went blank. I felt like drowning,like I was suffocating. I wanted to get out of this darkness and misery but was unable to do so . Suddenly light engulfed me, pushing me out of darkness. My body jerked up and I took a deep breath . Sudden movement caused a shock to pass through my head I fell back and closed my . I opened them again to. look around to see where I was.

Chapter Eleven: Awakening Crystal point of view The darkness was suffocating, a heavy weight pressing down on me, pinning me to the ground, making me feel pressured. My mind and body struggled to fight through it, but it felt endless and meaningless—cold, empty, and filled with whispers I couldn’t understand. Somewhere, deep in the void, I could hear voices calling my name, but they were distant, muffled by the shadows swirling around me.

The edges ragged and jagged tears bit into the words. Lloyd peered close, the rips making it a bit harder to read, as well as the uneven script, written by a hand that had been shaking. The sun is bright. But all around us is darkness. I could have all the gold in the world. The hidden locations are wide open. But the cost is crippling. I had much of it tossed over the side. The weeds can conceal it and the drowned men can have use of it. The beast knows I came close to finding some way out. And the consequence was worse. Their souls, my own and the blood of children. It won't be sated until a hundred or maybe more have been slaughtered.

The old foliage of recent years has gathered around its roots and has spread to the bicycle racks that are probably rarely used. I could only see all of this in the faint light of the moon, because Reese was right, it was really pitch black here. There were no lanterns and the windows of the houses facing the courtyard did not emit the slightest ray of light. All were dark. So the perfect conditions for a proles hunt. It really got better and better. "Stared enough?" Came the dark shadow in the middle of the green courtyard. "Come here now."