In A Dark Dark Wood Novels & Stories

In a village in the interior of the Darkwood forest, the residents flocked to close all the doors and windows of their houses as tightly as possible once the night fog fell. They extinguished the oil lamps and candles. No light, no sound. Everyone was silent and closed their eyes. Two little girls of a farmer's daughter lay on the bed terrified. They continue to attach the body to the mother. The little girl's hands gripped the hem of her mother's clothes tightly. "I'm afraid of the dark," whispered one of the little girls.

Morana’s POV The Darkwood bends for me. The trees shrink back. The earth shivers. The shadows dance in delight as I walk through them, their whispers brushing across my skin like cold fingers. “Failed…” “Escaped…” “Awakened…” “She rises…” I grit my teeth, nails digging into my palm hard enough to draw black blood. “Silence.” The shadows obey instantly. The forest stills. Only the faint hum of power vibrates beneath my feet — the earth’s heartbeat, trembling in response to my fury.

All persons laughing out loud for his future victory and praised Kylie for her plan. "Mom, you are great I also want to see that bastard miserable condition at that time when she was on the bed of that fatty old man 'Bobby Jane' and doing that disgusting thing with him". Hahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! "Such a memorable scene," Alina Brown said.

Sometimes, it hurts everyone’s eyes. However, the wood they were in looked so plain. Wan started to doubt everything. “We are in the Dark Forest,” Shadow answered because only she knew about this. The Dark Forest was within the Dark Woodland which only had one person's access. No one could enter unless she told them so. So yeah, this forest was her by right. “Be careful, though. The wood is full of dangerous species.” “That’s what I thought,” Wan murmured alone and rubbed his itchy hand from touching anything.

She told everyone that Kira had to make up imaginary friends while she was in the woods just so she could cope with the loneliness. She had managed to convince every one with this story, except of course for Kira. She has been almost twelve years old when her mum had left her in-front of the church that night. The memory was so clear that it hurt, but mother had promised her that it was for the best, and even now in as much as it was different being here, she was sure now that her mother had been right all those years ago. And for that she missed her even more .

Far from Rockshore Bay, in the shadows of a crumbling estate deep within the woods, a figure watched a burning fire. The flames crackled and hissed, casting eerie, flickering light across the stone walls, which were streaked with the grime of neglect. The air inside was thick with the acrid scent of burning wood and the faint metallic tang of blood, remnants of Malrik's latest hunt. Shadows danced wildly, giving the illusion of movement where none existed.

~Nyra~ [THE EVE OF THE 2ND TRIAL] DARK WOODS “Thank you,” I said, nodding at the guards as they let me through. I took a deep breath and stepped into the vast dark woods that stretched all around the lycan pack.

Blair felt her heart race, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through her veins. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows—a massive wolf with fur as dark as night, its eyes glowing with an unnatural light. It stood at the edge of the clearing, its presence radiating menace. Blair felt her breath catch in her throat. “The dark force,” she whispered, recognizing the embodiment of their fears standing before them. The dark wolf let out a chilling laugh that echoed through the forest. “Ah, the Keeper and her little band of misfits. How quaint. You think you can stand against me?”

Time doesn’t feel real anymore. All I know is the darkness, the cold, and the oppressive silence of the woods. Until it isn’t silent anymore. A rustling sound breaks through the quiet. My sobs catch in my throat, cutting off like a switch has been flipped. My head snaps up, my heart racing as I search the shadows. The woods are impenetrable, the darkness broken only by faint silver slivers of moonlight filtering through the branches. “Who’s there?” (Spoiler: never ask that. The darkness doesn’t owe me answers.)

As we walked slowly toward her car with the other young woman, my eyes met his. He stood in the woods, his wicked eyes watching every move I made, every breath I took. I couldn't see his facial expression since he stood in the darkness, hiding amongst the shadows, alone in the wood but I couldn't care less. I glared at him through my silent tears, pursing my lips together. He walked a step backward, this time hiding completely amid the darkness yet I could still feel his gaze on me as I got inside the passenger seat. Something about his aura screamed danger and fear and I prayed from the depth of my heart that I would never see him again.