Even In Darkness, She Chose To Rise Novels & Stories

CHAPTER FIVE CALEB'S POV I picked up my lighter and pack of cigarettes and moved to the still figure. Her head was tilted down, her hair spreading out and hiding her face from my view. I has been slightly disappointed that the girl had refused to open her eyes and watch me fuck the shit out of Bella. The horrified look on her face when she saw my dick was gratifying and funny as hell. I shuffled my feet on the floor. She didn't even stir. I sighed and pushed her slightly on her shoulders. She still didn't stir a muscle

seduce her. Dark. I enter the room after the conversation with Claus, it is dark and I see Cristal lying on the bed half dressed, she seems to be sleeping, but as soon as I fully enter she turns to see me, she smiles shyly but I ignore her, she stirs uncomfortable and whispers “Are you angry with me?...” I don't answer, it's not about being just angry or not, one of my men just lost his life and it pisses me off.

All she can see is darkness. ‘Darkness again… If he’s really my family, why did he give into darkness? All I want is light from the people who love me, but I want my family to give the brightest light I could ever see in my life. I didn’t know that knowing one of them would just give me the darkest light I’ve ever wanted in my life.’

To protect my village from what lay hidden in the dark woods. Glenn was right. We all did what we must to keep the darkness away. Even if it meant allowing the darkness to swallow up our souls. But I would fight this darkness with the ultimate light—the commitment to not be broken. My strength would rise in cloaked silence. And I would be the fragile rose but with thorns so sharp that I would shred their inner beings without them ever seeing me coming. This would be my silent vow.I pulled my knees to my chest to try to retain some ounce of my dignity and waited to see who would come next. Would they all mount me one by one and take their turn in their claiming? How would I survive such an ac

My cock twitched, just once, as if to remind me of last night and how utterly perfect it had been. Wringing her hands nervously, Blakely turned and began making her way through the crowd, her eyes scanning her surroundings. She was looking for something, that much I could tell. A surge of pride hit me in the chest as she steadied her breathing and lifted her chin, facing the crowd without showing her fear—the way a true goddess would. Following at a distance, I glanced down at my own paper and committed the troublesome words to memory. “Darkness seeks and darkness consumes.

Like the rhythm of an ancient drum summoning forgotten gods. “I didn’t want this,” she breathed. “But you chose it,” the voice purred. “And choice is power.” She remembered the moment when the chains cracked, when her soul opened, when the Darkness didn't take her, but became her. It hadn’t possessed her. It had completed her. A cruel, terrible peace filled her. And with a pulse of shadowlight, she fell. She landed in the mortal world like a comet of silence. The battlefield stopped. Time didn’t. But it felt like it should have.

Her vision swam in absolute darkness. It was too dark. Instinctively, she choked out, "Lights... lights?" She felt herself bound tightly in fabric. Her breath was caught in her throat. Her limbs were restrained as she struggled to move. Panic surged through her, and her voice broke into a sharp cry. "Turn on the light! It's too dark. I need light!" Moments later, a harsh white glow pierced the darkness. It stung her eyes, but she didn't look away. Her gaze locked on the glow, while her hand hastily reached for it.

“The only mistake I made was not seeking Mother’s guidance before she passed. If I had, maybe I’d know how to burn brighter. Maybe my light wouldn’t flicker every time the shadows rise.” She let that settle. “But make no mistake,” she said, voice like iron sliding into a scabbard, “I was never used. I am no victim. I chose to bind my light to his ruin, because I believed—even then—that light does not abandon the lost.” Her blue flame flared higher, casting a glow across the stones, painting her in holy fire. “I stand in the shadow by choice, Dina. You drowned in it.” Dina’s jaw tightened. And Shina’s smile deepened—just a notch. Just enough to sting.

Her Pov: I don't know how long I was in that darkness luring around. No dreams, no nightmare, but only darkness. But this darkness is somehow familiar to me. I want to hide in it and never come out of it. I just want to bury myself deep within the darkness. I don't have the energy to fight with this darkness anymore. I could feel someone touching me. A very light feather like touch, but his touch alone dragged me out of the darkness. The darkness I have been caged in for a long time..

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.