Essence Of The Darkness 소설 & 이야기

It was overwhelming. It was as if his darkness was pouring into me and being filtered, seeping through my skin and filling every crevice of my being. It was heavy, like a weight pressing down on my chest, suffocating me with its dense presence. The coldness spread through my veins like an icy current, sending shivers down my spine. The darkness itself seemed to have a physical form, swirling around me in a menacing dance, taunting and threatening me with its unknown intentions. And underneath it all was a deep sense of malice, a malevolent force that filled the air with a visible sense of danger.

He stood still looking at her, he flabbergasted, thinking she should be in the lab, trying to control her shift but here she was laughing like nothing was happening to her. "Eddie, is everything alright? " Ella's voice brought him back to reality. "Huh, yes I'm fine," he said looking at Mrs Smith who acted as if nothing was wrong. Darkness, the absence of light. Take it literally or the other way, it basically means one thing, the inability to find your way. In this life, getting lost in the dark is inevitable. It’s up to us to overpower the gloom with a flicker of courage, hope, and faith. Because no matter how vast the darkness is, how much it renders us blind and lost, even the tiniest gl

With a cruel smile, Tennebris pressed against the hole, hitting and pulling his hand, as if he wanted to unclog the bottom of the well that he opened to hell. Before the sin of Wrath rose fully, before the meteors in the heavens reached the atmosphere of earth, the darkness coming from the kingdoms of Wrath rose over us. It was nothing like the night. It was pure ink. A black dye that nothing in the world was able to contain. And those shadows rose against us, enveloping us with that characteristic and terrible odor of Wrath. Even if Miguel was holding my hand, I couldn't see him and know if he was really there. The darkness covered everything and disappeared so quickly that the smell almost

Darkness crashes in. And I feel nothing at all.

Yet, in the next breath, the darkness crept up her legs like a relentless plague, swallowing her skin inch by inch, merging her essence with its inky depths. Celeste fought with every ounce of strength, striving to rid herself of the adhesive grip of the darkness. Like a repugnant, viscous toxin, it clung to her momentarily before cunningly resurfacing, as if driven by its own consciousness. Celeste's screams echoed through the abyss, but the more she cried out, the tighter the darkness sealed her mouth and nose, choking off her breath. She thrashed and flailed, her arms a blur of desperation, but all she felt was the darkness constricting around her limbs, piercing her skin with searing, fi

It was a truth whispered in hushed tones, for it carried both privilege and sacrifice. In the realm of the supernatural, the concept of a destined mate was deeply ingrained, an age-old belief that transcended time and species. Each supernatural being, whether it was a demon, vampire, werewolf, or other mystical creature, was believed to possess a singular, fated counterpart – the other half of their soul. This union was considered the most profound and sacred connection in their existence.

This stranger made him look like a mere schoolboy. He seems to absorb all the darkness in the room and extradite it in the form of pulsing power. The kind that promised to go deep within your mind and expel your darkest secrets. The same power that threatened to rip the skin off your bones if you get too close. And as I stare at him, all the breath leaves me.

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. # # #

Why me? He is a man of darkness, there are no feelings in his world, no will, no consent, no love, no respect and no kindness. He would use me, ruin me the way he wants, play with me as he desires and I can't do anything. I can't do anything at all. Once he is done with me then he will discard me like trash. I can't be saved from his wicked tortures and games. He is a psycho and everyone knows that. My world shattered!

Two souls come together, combining as one. Bringing forth a prophecy that can’t be undone. They move together with forceful thrusts, brimming with hate and lust. As their bodies begin to slowly entwine, their darkness comes forth just in time. To encase the world in darkness, to bring about the end of times. And when it is finished, there will be hell to pay. [Chanel’s POV] I stare in disbelief at the unmoving man on the ground in front of me.