Heart Of Darkness Joseph Conrad Novels & Stories

“Those people are crazy. They could do anything to get what they want. The business is so dirty…” “When I told you you’re mine,” he said, “I wasn’t speaking a language you didn’t understand. I was speaking your language.” His words gave me comfort I didn’t know I needed. I didn’t know if I could trust him. I didn’t know if he was genuine. But somehow, I had fallen for him so fast, and it scared me. It scared me because he was here to find his father’s killer. He had a mission to destroy the Blackwoods—and I had Blackwood blood running through my veins.

He didn’t say anything, and my mom nodded, and I caught my breath. She looked at him again, her voice steady. “What about your family?” she asked. I turned to him. But his eyes were already on me. And there was something strange in them. “I’m an orphan,” he said. “I don’t have any family.” His voice didn’t break. I blinked. He had a family. He had a whole empire built in blood and darkness. But the way he said it… It felt too real. And I couldn’t tell anymore who was lying for whom. I couldn’t risk it. Not when I’d seen what he was capable of.

The darkness has now finally covered the sunset. The darkness wins against the Sun now. Of course, this time will come. There's a time that the Sun will beat the Darkness and on this point of time, Darkness beat the Sun. I ran while my heart is beating erratically, the beat of my heart is like a thunderbolt ranging the whole place. I did not stop from running until I saw the place where I could hide. I hide inside of a small compartment in this ship. The smokes are covering the whole place and the loud shots of guns didn't stop even earlier. It all started maybe a half hours ago and until now, it's not yet done.

Hell, a dinosaur could stomp in front of me and I wouldn't notice because of the dark. My legs stopped only after a few final strides. I stopped walking and just stood. The cold air was making my body shiver badly. My head looked at the ground, and I felt a wet pool of thick liquid surrounding my foot. I saw blood, a lot of blood. On the grass, on my hands, on my clothes, and all-around despite the darkness as if a sudden light exposed those parts. The blood made me scream on the inside but my body didn't react. My eyes followed the trail of blood on their own and stopped suddenly. It took me a second to make out the body on the ground and flames suddenly appeared, burning the lifeless corps

"Oh? You don't agree with how Conrad conducts himself?" Jose scoffed dismissively. "What kind of bullshit conduct is that? There's only one true path to strength: facing your own heart. But like you said, he's numbed himself, living off a false sense of hatred. So when he kills Andrew, what does he actually gain? Honor? Applause? Status?" Guillermo replied calmly, "That's exactly why humans are such amusing creatures. Controlling the human heart is even more entertaining." Jose sneered. "If I were Andrew, I'd rip Conrad's heart out and let him watch it beat before sending him straight to hell."

The man who has snatched the light from my life, it feels like he is here or maybe I am so paranoid that my mind creates an illusion. He always makes me feel that he is not present but I know he is present in the darkness of the house. He owns it, darkness is his slave and he conquers everything with it. I entered the room and quickly switched on the lights. I can hear my own heartbeats as I gulped in fear and my hands started shaking making the water in my bottle tremble with the movements. Never in my life have I thought that I'll be this terrified to enter my own room. It feels tragic.

Impenetrable darkness ahead of the tunnel, enveloping the roar of the wind in your ears, diluted with the sounds of ragged breathing and the sound of feet hitting the dusty floor. Blurred veil before the eyes, sometimes changing to clear fixed images. He runs through narrow tunnels, constantly changing their direction, the maximum speed of movement, weakened by growing fatigue. He can't stop, something terrible is chasing him. Breathes into his back with a ferocious roar. A second of delay, a moment of weakness, and it would overtake him. Panic and nothing else. For a moment, the veil covered Conrod's eyes as he ran, then immediately disappeared. Everything seems to be the same, the same spe

His raven black short hair shines at the light of the small chandelier, although his bangs cover his eyes as he looked down, Ariz knew how beautiful his emerald green eyes are. Nobel Damian Lewis is his full name. At the age of 23, he is already a well-known parapsychologist, professor/researcher in British Society for Psychic Research that studied paranormal activities both those blamed to be cause by entities, and those believed to be cause by the mysterious ability of human mind. Aside from his genius mind, Nobel is also popular because of his handsome looks. With the height of 5’11, a lean body, and his pale white skin, people once asked her if her boss is a real living vampire.

He would ruin my mood. After dinner, I went to my cabin to rest but I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep again so I just decided to go up on the top deck and get some fresh air. I hold onto the railings and stared at the dark sea in front. Even with the moonlight, the sea is still so dark. It looks so calm on the surface but who knows what are the dangers awaiting beneath it. Even if it's dangerous, I couldn't help but adore it. I wonder how Helion will kill me? Because if I will make the choice, I rather be drowned in such a wonderful sea. Dying under waters is everyone's horror, but for me I think it's a lot more noble. After all, dying in the place you love is better.

I start to laugh out loud and it echoes in the room as I approach him, I take out my gun and point it at the head “listen to me very well you filthy rat, neither you nor any of the other sons of bitches put me where I am, I am the head of Darkness because I am the same darkness, I am the fucking god of death and nobody can tell me what to do, its you you they would have said no when it was put to a vote, I would have put a bullet in each one's head, I thought you had been smart enough to realize that all those rats around you were just looking out for their lives, that vote, it was a simple protocol... so if I were you I would immediately put down that glass and go away, only if you want to