Fade To Black Book Novels & Stories

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

terrifying face. I realized it wasn't a dream. He looked intently at my waist. I was in so much pain that I fainted and didn't wake up until the next day. He threatened me, saying if I dared to tell anyone, my other kidney would suffer the same fate as this one. No wonder there were all kinds of people who couldn't move but no one ever spoke up. "Nina..." James called my name, and I stared blankly at him. I spat out a mouthful of blood.

I mumbled before everything went black. itsclarixass

And everything becomes nothing, fading away to blackness. To Be Continued....

The brothers were quick to comfort her, dabbing at her tears with tissues. Seeing how much they cared for her, I did not feel like arguing anymore. I went back to my room in silence, took down the drawing of the four of us that the brothers had made, and cut it up. Then, I found a lighter and watched as the picture turned to ash. Years of feelings disappeared with the flames. … I lay in bed, put in my earplugs, and blocked out the happy noise from outside. I soon drifted off into a deep sleep. It was the first time in a long while that I did not dream about the brothers.

Nobody breathed. Because that voice didn’t feel like the Dreamer’s. It didn’t feel like the Witness’s. It didn’t feel like anything that belonged to reality. 💀 ⸻ It felt… Outside. ⸻ 🌙 The Name Appears The black book trembled violently. 📖🖤 The glowing page continued writing itself. Slowly. Letter by letter. ⸻ AUTHOR ⸻ The final symbol appeared. ⚡ ⸻ Then every light inside the library died.

The sky above the City of Forgotten Authors split open. Black pages began falling like snow. Wherever they touched the ground... roads disappeared. Buildings crumbled into blank paper. Entire streets were erased from existence. The dark Adrian extended one hand. "Come." "You've spent your whole life searching for the truth." "So have I." "It's time..." "...for us to become one again." The White Book suddenly turned to its final page. For the first time... there were no words. Only a single question. WHICH ADRIAN IS THE REAL AUTHOR?

Then black. Nothing.

Aaron’s body jerks, a strangled growl tearing from his throat as the black fades from his eyes. Then he falls.

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.