Every Lie My Darkest Days Novels & Stories

I can try my best to relax or to even go back to sleep , but my mind will always be lurking – it will always be searching for that source of pain in the dark. Some days , I can even hear his laughter amidst the darkest. I can hear the mockery in his laughter. It take me back to that day – when his laughter was that I heard while he took me on his bed while I cried. It is only then when the darkness becomes too much for me.

I let darkness control my heart. But now... I'm broken. My parents are dying because of me. I've lost everything. I have no power, no pride, no future. All I want now is for my parents to be healed. They don't deserve to die this way, not for my mistakes. Please, believe me when I say I regret what I did. I thought I was strong, but I was only foolish. Please, if there's even a small part of you that can show mercy, let it be for them-not me.

King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son.” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?” King Ekmond asked with an expecting gaze. “Well Father,” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have great news.” “Go on.” “I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.” “Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.” “He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, a so-called leader of the Purifiers Creed, King Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”

She looked up as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “River, I need to tell you something—” “Too late, don’t you think? I am not interested in listening to your lies.” She scoffed. “I can’t believe I just fell in love with you that I thought you were the most wonderful man I knew, but the truth is, I know nothing about you at all. You’re just as dark as the dark you feared about.” I gasped as she finally admitted her feelings, but then it broke my heart that everything was too late to fix it up. And it was all in the past tense.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

’’, she told me,tears were pooling around her eye lids. ‘’Aliyah, baby, please listen to me, we can make this work.’’I pleaded but she walked on me. I went to the club downtown and drowned my sorrow in alcohol. Reaching home, I went up to my room, but it wasn't mine, it was my future wife and the reason I broke up. I picked her up and brought her to my bed and I fell asleep soon after. The next morning I woke up with a headache and blurry memories of last night.

He muttered, "I see." Zoey was expecting relief to wash over her, but the weight on her heart seemed to have doubled. Most, if not all, lies would come to light one day, just like how paper would never contain fire. Is there a lie that can remain hidden forever? There would inadvertently come a moment that would expose the lie, one way or another. "Okay, if you say so. I'll just have to believe you. You won't be able to go back on your word in the future."

I had fallen for him, heart and soul, believing in his transformation. And it had all been a lie. I sat perched on the edge of my bed, my sobs resonating through the otherwise silent room. Loneliness, the most profound of my companions, enveloped me. I couldn't bear the thought of being separated from my daughters, and the knowledge that they were irrevocably tethered to this world of deceit and darkness weighed on me like an unmovable anchor, dragging me ever deeper into a pit of desolation.

What is better than sleep to remove all the bad thoughts? I blow out all the candles except one and then lay on my bed to sleep. Complete darkness scares me. I hate being in the dark, that's why I always leave one candle. I hope deep sleep soon engulfs me so that I am away from this world at least for some time. I can be free from this life. I wish to dream about the happy life I once had. ERIC’S POV

"I knew that you didn't trust me and it was the only way to convince you that I was on your side. If it's one thing I hated more than anything was confrontations. Velvet probably thinks that she was one step ahead of me when she called the dark tide to come to the pack house but little did she know that I was a step ahead of her. They only played along to remove all suspicion from me. "Was last night an act too? Oh why did I even bother to ask you? I mean you looked disgusted when your wolf marked me." I shoved both of my hands in my pocket and walked towards her. "I'm sorry I was doing my job...the dark tide took me in when my family was killed in cold blood and I could never betray them ev