Flicker In The Dark Summary Novels & Stories

"You’re still you." The simple certainty in his voice hit harder than anything else had tonight. Before I could answer, the lights above us flickered once. Then again. Everyone froze immediately. "Tell me that’s normal," Mark said. "No," Sean replied. The flickering spread farther down the hallway in quick bursts. One section after another blinked rapidly before going dark completely. The darkness was moving toward us. Fast. Laura stepped back immediately. "We need to go. Right now."

He tugged at my arm. My eyes adjusted as much as they could. My vision wiggled and my body swayed, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. I was frozen. It was hard to tell if it was from terror or curiosity. My fingers grasp Mila's arms as I watched the darkness come. I knew it was over. Deep down I knew it had me. The inky blackness rolled over Mila, enveloping her other side. She started to move away from me. My heart jumped. At first I thought she was still alive, but quickly realized it was the darkness. It was taking her.

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

Their footsteps trailed off. I lay there, my gaze fixed on the ceiling as the pain grew and my sanity started to crumble. I wanted to scream, to beg him for the drugs, to go back to that stupid, numb peace I once knew. However, I could not. The door swung open. Francis walked in, the small silver bottle glinting in his hand. He looked worn out: dark circles under his eyes and a rough stubble on his chin. He sat down beside me, watching as I writhed in agony.

Nisha. I remain silent in the darkness of the room, it's been hours since Griffin left here, no one has come back in, I stopped crying a long time ago, there's no point in doing it, I need to find out what he wants from me. However at that moment I remember Dark's words, "he set his eyes on you, there is no way or way you won't end up in his clutches... when a mobster wants something he doesn't stop until he gets it" his eyes on me, he wants say you like it? But what need does he have to kidnap me, who doesn't know how to ask for things like a normal person? I sigh at how ridiculous my thought sounds, it's a mobster who says they're normal.

I have watched the light in you begin to flicker. It started on your thirtieth birthday. You didn't run as hard. You stumbled on the third step, catching yourself with a hand that felt brittle. The light of the house seemed dimmer that night, or perhaps it was just your eyes, clouded by the whiskey and the crushing weight of everything you hadn't accomplished. I surged forward. My fingers—long, ink-black claws—grazed the back of your neck. You didn't turn, but you gasped, a sound of genuine, existential dread. You knew, didn't you? Somewhere deep in the lizard brain, you knew that the darkness wasn't chasing you anymore. It was catching up.

Which meant she knew something I didn't. The realization made me uneasy. Very uneasy. Finally exhaustion began pulling me under. My eyes grew heavy. My thoughts became blurry. And eventually... Sleep claimed me. --- I found myself standing in darkness. Cold darkness. The kind that swallowed sound. For a moment, I couldn't see anything. Then fire appeared. A single flame. Floating in the air before me. Tiny. Beautiful. Dangerous. I stared at it. The flame flickered. Then another appeared. And another. And another.

Unsettling. Like someone was watching her. Her steps slowed. Her fingers curled slightly at her side. Don’t panic. She glanced around casually. No one close. No one staring. But the feeling didn’t leave. Her heart started to beat faster. She turned toward the exit. Time to go. Now. She walked faster this time, her calm slipping just slightly. The door was only a few steps away. Just a few more— The lights flickered. Her breath caught. Then everything went dark.

Then, without warning, the lights flickered and went out, plunging us into darkness. I gasped, startled. “Stay close,” Travis murmured, his hand finding mine in the blackness. His touch sent a jolt through me, igniting something I thought had died. As the emergency lights hummed on, casting a dim red glow, I realized that the night was far from over—and that the secrets we both kept were about to unravel in ways neither of us expected. The dim red emergency lights cast eerie shadows on the walls, flickering faintly as if reluctant to fully awaken the room. The sudden blackout was more than just a power failure—it felt like the universe forcing us to confront everything that had been buried b

Damian whipped around, dragging me tighter against him as dust exploded around us— And the lights in the building flickered and then went out completely. All we had left was darkness, blood, a hidden sniper closing in