I Choose Darkness Jenny Lawson 소설 & 이야기

Something unexpected has gone down and this time it pierced Lucas’ soul. “We need to uncover the dark art placed on this crime scene.” Lucas extended his hand over the grave. He shuts his eyes and focuses his mind. All he could see was total darkness. When he tried to haul the darkness away in his mind, he was zapped to his ass—the same thing that happened to Jane. Jane rushed to help him to his feet. “We need to get your mother involved,” she suggested. “I can’t,” Lucas declined hastily.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

Chapter seventy two(darkness) Anonymous’ Point Of View: I sat on the armchair, my elbow resting on the armrest with my cheek on my fist. I stared at my subjects who stood before me with their heads lowered and their hands at their backs in respect. I chuckled, my voice echoing in the dark warehouse. “So he's been busted huh?" I soliloquized. "Yes, darkness,” one of my men responded. "And she isn't the heir huh? But Landon had made her believe he wanted the heir while we only wanted her.”.

Darkness paused. “He thinks too highly of himself, and that will be his downfall.” Darkness took out the moon shaped necklace he had taken from Vanilla, examining it as he spoke with nonchalance. “My time comes with a heavy price.” He carressed the necklace. “Ask him if he can bear the price.” The sound of a to ringing phone pierced the air, Darren quickly took out his phone and picked the call. “Tell him to come to me, I have a very nice gift for him.” Darkness heard Alpha Derrick's sultry voice, filed with glee.

I can feel the hellish sensation like I was being burned and tortured. "Next morning, it will be reported that one of their most trusted police officers is corrupt and a drug addict. That is what the heroic individuals who battled against the boss have been blessed with." "Would she die?" I heard another voice, but I was coughing so hard that I could feel my blood oozing from my mouth. "She will. She'll die being overdosed. She will not survive." "Why don't we just shoot it to be sure?" "It would be better if they will think that she took drugs and overdosed herself. She won't live. Let's go. Someone might come and we'll be caught." I heard their footsteps, and I can't do anything to save my

Each step on the polished marble floor was a declaration. The elevator doors opened, a silent invitation. As I stepped inside, the mirrored walls showed me a woman I barely recognized. Her face was pale, her eyes were shadowed with a pain so deep it was almost black, but there was a fire in their depths that had not been there before. The old Jenny Walsh, the loving wife, the hopeful mother, was dying in that apartment upstairs. But Jennifer Walsh, the lawyer, the adversary, was just being born. And she was going to burn his world to the ground.

I ordered and the guard bowed. I turned to leave but that order didn't seem complete so I changed course and moved towards the guards whispering in his ear. "Tell him: one scratch on her, and he'll pay for it." And I walked to the warehouse smiling; my prey was waiting. I am the don of the Draevyn family. A terror by night, and famous for my unforgiving spirit. I am the Life Reaper. I am Rowan Draevyn. Finding my second mate didn't make me weak - I would prove I was stronger than the seven before me.

A recklessness that lived in my hands and wouldn't let them stop. Tomorrow I'd call Cassie. Ask her to pack up whatever I'd left behind and ship it once I have an address. I slung the bag over my shoulder and reached for the door. The hallway was dark. I moved quickly, avoiding the floorboard that squeaked near the bathroom. My duffel bags bumped against my hip with each step, heavier than they should've been, but I didn't stop to adjust them. Downstairs, the TV still blared. The blue light flickered across the living room wall as I passed, but I didn't look. Didn't need to see her sprawled on the couch again or need that image burned any deeper into my memory.

Ina had been born. The club lived. A universe of light and darkness, where sin ran rampant, and secrets were exchanged under bass beats. Music thudded off walls like a pulse, neon illuminating a dangerous sheen on bodies in motion to the rhythm of the night. Ina came, the heel of her shoe clicking against marble, and eyes following involuntarily without so much as a thought. Power. Freedom. Danger. She breathed it all. Tonight, she was not Lily. Tonight, she was better. She was unbeatable.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE