Her Eyes She's On The Dark Side Novels & Stories

Getting hold of Gabriella’s wrist which she had cut with the legendary knife, she dug into the spot with her sharp nails and Gabriella's screams filled the room. Meanwhile, Amera had nothing but thrill in her voice as she laughed. Gabriella’s scream grew in volume and its intensity rippled across the room breaking the little things left and even the force trapping her into place. Breaking the force, Gabriella fell to the ground and Amera fell butt flat on the floor with a gasp. “What the hell have you become?” Shannon asked in confusion. “I should be asking you that” Gabriella uttered in the company of an electrifying voice. Her eyes have gone completely dark and seems her dark side has take

She gasped for air, her face turning from pale to the gray of the grave. Her head slowly dipped beneath the lake's surface. Desperate, I reached for her arm, but my hands just kept slipping through her, powerless to save her. My mother's struggle ceased. Her eyes snapped open, locking onto mine. Tears streamed down as she whispered, "Yocelyn, did you come for me?" She could... see me. My eyes widened in shock as I cried out, "Mom—" "Mrs. Carden!" Just then, Samuel's voice cut through the silence like a knife.

The silk that wraps around her body glistens with every move, and her face—Selena can hardly believe it—her face almost mirrors Selena’s. And then, she is standing in front of her. She is tall, a bit taller than Selena, but not anything older than 20-years old by Selena’s guess, with an air of grace that seems too perfect. Nevertheless, what strikes Selena the most is the girl’s eyes colors—dark, like the void, with an impossible ring of light blue that glows faintly—dark irises encircled by a sublime ring of pale blue light. It’s the same eerie glow as Selena’s… a reflection of Selena’s own the night she tore Charmaine apart—the night the bloodlust consumed her entirely, when she ripped Cha

But I held his gaze, a quiet fire burning in me. "For now," he said, a new, speculative glint in his dark eyes. "But remember, Maeve. Our arrangement has just begun. There will be… further discussions. And you will always be ready." I gave him a slight, almost imperceptible nod. "Understood." Then I turned and walked away, my uniform rustling softly. Each step was a defiance, a silent vow. He might own my choices, but he wouldn't own my spirit. I walked out of the library, not broken, but burning with a cold, quiet fury. He had the power, yes. But he didn't have me. Not completely.

she asked not taking those chocolate brown eyes off of me. “I do not know what you are talking about, sweetheart but come and lay with me. I need some TLC from my beautiful sexy goddess.” I licked my lips as my eyes ran all over her body. She looked so good in that brown dress that stopped at her thighs and showed off her long tanned legs. “You have been drinking again and do not even think about trying to deny it. I've seen the evidence for myself.” she fumed and wagged a finger at me as if I were a naughty child.

“What?” “The suffocating Darkness that lives inside me, some call it their ‘Darkside’ but what can I call mine when it’s taken form? When it has become my second identity? What do I even call it?” Dina said with a smile as she looked toward Mrs. Katelyn, both eyes obscured by her palms. “Geraldina… please… just…” “Look closely, am only ever gonna show you once and for just a few minutes or she’ll take control, look closely…into my left eye,” Dina muttered as she closed in on Mrs. Katelyn, her breath fanning across her face.

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

The room was starting to spin. "Anna," she whispered. "I need Anna." But her voice was too weak. The drug was working fast, spreading through her system like poison. Bianca's vision blurred. She tried to reach for her phone but her hand would not move properly. Everything felt heavy, sluggish. The last thing she saw before darkness took her was the guards standing in their positions, watching her with cold, emotionless faces. Then nothing. When Bianca woke up, everything was dark. Completely dark. She could not see her own hand in front of her face.

“Which way to go?” Eka onyx stares into Roy’s grey pupils. “The closer one” he replied indifferently * * * In the meantime… Rina felt a tumultuous pain in her chest, the next thing she knew was darkness engulfed her vision. She is awakened in the barren desert where she meets her twin once more, Lydia the seducer of men. Lydia is used to the vulgar nickname Rina gives her, her host was never into her anyway.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.