Every Lie My Darkest Days Novels & Stories

I have only been the head of Darkness for 8 years and I must say that although it was hard for me to get here, I won it on my own merit and my men, those who are in the mansion at least are loyal to me, to the point of offering their lives for me , which I have never asked them to do but they simply feel they have to do it. We are the best on the whole fucking planet at what we do, we are the masters of the mafias, of the terrorist organizations, we are way above all of them, we have ears everywhere, we have people everywhere, but the best are in that mansion, they will not find anyone better than Max for long-distance missions, they will not be able to get information from someone quickly a

I’d sooner sleep under a bridge for the rest of my life! Brilliant dark eyes raked over her impassively. “Alrighty then... Go now, I have nothing more to say to you.” “Oh, but I do! I’m not finished yet,” Lara asserted with venom. “Three years ago, you came into my life like a dark shadow and you tried to destroy it. There is no human being alive whom I hate more than you! And why did you set out to wreck my life? Out of nothing more than arrogant vanity, selfishness, and lust. It didn’t matter to you that I was engaged to another man or that I loved that man. It didn’t matter that you might hurt him as much as you hurt me.”

I didn't notice when the trembling finally stopped and I just sat there waiting for someone to come. I imagined myself falling into that bottomless pit I always dreamed about, tumbling through darkness with no end in sight. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the universe always found a way to prove me wrong. It was like some cruel game, seeing how much pain one person could take before they finally broke completely. "What exactly can break Jude Laurent the most? How low can she get?" I mumbled to the empty room, my voice echoing off the destroyed walls.

“If I want him to keep paying for Reina’s treatment. If I want those men to stay off your back.” His eyes filled with tears. “The Blackwoods have everything,” I went on. “Money. Power. Prestige. Marlene has never had to fight for anything. Do you know what it’s like to bury your dreams because no one will help you?” He stayed silent. “In the end,” I said, “someone has to get hurt.” “And you’re willing to make it Marlene?” he asked. I couldn’t answer—but it was the truth. The next morning, my locker was destroyed, smeared with dried blood.

A love untouched by dirty interests or the poison of hatred that ran between my parents. --- Night again. And as much as I adore the night, I hate it just as much. Those who fear daylight love the night because it keeps them company. But those who fear the dark greet the morning exhausted. Eyes swollen. Dark circles beneath them. Voices worn out. Breaths heavy as if death waits just one step away. Bodies glued to the bed, refusing to rise. Either you stand tall, or you do not exist at all. The music started. My first dance of the night. My body swayed slowly with the rhythm.

Darkness crashes in. And I feel nothing at all.

and a million dollar smile played on his lips. ''I'll will search you Miss. Cindrella if my feelings are pure and genuine...we'll find the ''Darkest Shade of Love''.Life has given me another chance to restart my life.To cherish every moment I live and I want you beside me as my love.I am going to hunt you Cinderella.You are here around me.My heart can feel your presence."He murmured to himself. ****************************

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

"Do you not see what lies before you? The death that is Saltos. The redemption that is my right hand. I am all that saves you from the darkness." "You are the darkness!!" I cried. "They lie to you. They tell you I bring death and pain, but they lie. That is all they do." "I do not care, just get out of your mind." "I already have you, even though you do not know it. Saltos already owns this world." "You will not take my mind…you will not take any more person I care about."

To protect us. Day three hundred. "Damon asked me today if I ever get tired of explaining myself. I lied. Said no. Said I'm used to it. Said it's fine. Truth: I'm exhausted. Soul-exhausted. Explaining-myself-exhausted. Starting-over-exhausted. But I can't tell him that. Can't burden him with my suffering when midnight erases it anyway. Can't make him feel guilty for something he won't remember. So I lie. I smile. I say I'm fine. Day three hundred of lying. Day three hundred of not-fine."