In A Dark Dark Room The Teeth Novels & Stories

Now that I look carefully, it’s now even my own room! The room was simple and had a dark nature to it. Dark teal walls contrasted with black marble tiles and grey furniture dominated the entire room. There was no light inside the room except for the sunlight peeking behind the light cream sheer curtains. If the circumstances were different, I would’ve gone on and on about the room’s perfection but I was tied to a bed with real cold metal handcuffs. Now was definitely not the time to preach fucking praises.

~~third realm~~ Darkness covered the room, a woman can be heard mumuring incoherent words. Sweat dripping off her face on the mini bed she laid on. Her hands gripped the sheets and her dark hair laid splattered on the pillow. " Don't leave me" the words left her mouth. Tears streaming down her face. She snapped her eyes opened and quickly sat up on the bed. She lit the candle by her bedside with shaking hands and a scream left her mouth when a little mouse ran over her legs.

“Enter “ said Beta Connor, bringing me out of my thoughts, opening the door and pushing me inside a large dark room. There was a mini bar with exotic looking bottles neatly arranged by the far end of the room , then various kinds of ropes and chains adorned both sides of the wall. Everything was in red and black , before my eyes could adjust to the dim red light and figure what this place is , certainly not a dungeon. “Haa…Ugh…Aahhhh”

“That Michael twerp will regret ever messing with my grand daughter.” ‘Wait for me by baby granddaughter, I will help you soon.’ With determined eyes, he unlocked the door of the room. But what he saw inside was more than enough to shake whole of his world. The room was dark with almost all the lights off except the one in the middle of the room that gave off dim and orange light. In that pale soft light, he saw bodies; naked bodies entangled and intertwoned with each other like a scene out of X rated movie.

I screamed in fear as elongated teeth came into view, and my magic snuffed out in my hand, enveloping the room in total darkness. The pressure on the back of my head disappeared, and I dropped to the cold tiled floor with a hard thump. My heart beating fast as I scrambled back against the door, and reached again for my magic, but as it began to spark in my hand; the sound of electricity buzzed and the overhead lights flickered back to life, filling the small dirty bathroom yellow tinted brightness. There was no white skin, or long claws, just dingy tile and a rusted sink. As if it had never been there in the first place

I stepped into a pitch black room. Not a sound to be heard. If Dagon wasn't by my side, I would have guessed I had died. "Can you see?" I whispered to Dagon. My own whisper even seemed loud. "No. I can't see a thing." Dagon whispered back. "Weird, actually. I imagine this is what it's like for humans in dark rooms. It... unsettling." Dagon whispered next. We grabbed each other's hands and both took one step forward.

It is not the first time this is happening but the terror that creeps up my spine is just as potent as the previous times. I resist the urge to spin around and tug at the handle, I already know the doors will not budge. Unlike the dim lighting the other times, the room is completely dark, every semblance of light banished. My eyes still struggle to adjust when a low growl from deeper within the room greets me. Panic rises up my throat like bile and I distantly wonder if Silver Tech would turn on the lights if I asked, or if Tech's toys did not function here. Soon, my eyes adjust to the darkness and only then do I see it. Tendrils of shadows coil across the floor, creeping up the walls and we

Chapter 62: Jarrel’s Darkness The vast, opulent room was shrouded in shadows, the flickering candlelight casting eerie shapes on the walls. Jarrel lay alone on his king-sized bed of a grand oak, his posture rigid, as if the weight of his own darkness had crystallized into a physical burden. The cool night breeze whispered through the slightly ajar window, bringing with it the distant, mournful cries of the night creatures. Yet, the room was still, save for the rhythmic ticking of a clock on the wall—a cruel reminder of the passage of time and the heavy price he had paid for it.

I almost lost my voice from screaming inside the dark room. I’m terrified of the pitch-black place, I feel dizzy, and I can’t breathe anymore. I can hear Jenifer shouting outside because she knows I lose consciousness when the surroundings are too dark. “Fck you btch!! Let her out of that dark room or I’ll destroy this place!!” she shouted angrily. “Shut up!! You have no manners!!” I heard Mayora say to her. “Where are you going!” Mayora shouted again.

Caden’s Adam’s apple bobbed, a flicker of movement in his throat before his expression hardened again. “Damn…” Aiden groaned, the sound deep and guttural, rumbling from his chest. His golden eyes flared, flecks of light sparking like fire in them as he stared at my breast. The air in the room thickened instantly, heavy and charged, crackling like a storm about to break. ““King Caden,” a soft, feminine voice called from the doorway. “The dark room is ready.” Dark room… as in wow, these men were truly something.