In A Dark Dark Wood Novels & Stories

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

But the anger and heartbreak stabbed so deep that I couldn't bring myself to turn away. Enduring the torture and turmoil, I forced myself to walk toward the observatory doors. They were slightly ajar. I held my breath to press close and listen through the gap. Serena's cloying and clingy voice came from inside. She teased coyly, "Professor Thorne, you seem to especially like seeing me in red." Lucas' voice followed, low and tinged with slight exasperation. "Keep it down... Someone might stumble upon us." "What's there to be afraid of?" Serena drawled, her tone deliberately sulky. "It's so late. No one's around."

I said. Immediately, one of the men yanked my hair back and punched me across the face. Blood dripped from my lips. “I’ve been watching you from the shadows, Ethan. You have no idea what kind of game you’re trying to play with the Blackwoods. Watch your back while you still can,” Caspian warned calmly. The calmness in his voice made my stomach churn. It confirmed what I already suspected—the Blackwoods were far worse than they appeared. “I’m not sleeping with Marlene. If I were, I wouldn’t hide it,” I said. His eyes darkened.

He took us along a pathway which ended on the edge of a forest, turning around to grab Cassia’s unclaimed hand in his before we continued. The trees rose up high and dark above us, blocking out the sky. The hair on my arms rose up and a familiar shiver ran down my spine. I felt as if thousands of eyes were watching me from the darkness, but I was too scared to let go of Cassia’s hand to return to where we had come from. Instead, I put my faith in Dareios once again. “These are called the Nightmare woods. It’s technically part of the Darklands, but there’s a shortcut through it to the succubae village.” Dareios whispered, as if he could sense my fear and sought to calm me down.

I was going to paint the damn sky red. Dark Woods was more than just my house, my home. It was a safe haven for my boys. My twins. It was where we all went to hide when the problems of this life became unbearable. And he fuckin’ knew it that it would drive us crazy. Just thinking about it blinded me with so much rage.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

I found him in the attic sitting on one of the seats that the room provided. I sank into the seat next to his and relaxed in it. The attic had glass walls, the lights were off. The moon lit up the room dimly but it was enough for now. He turned when I sat next to him and looked at me with intense eyes. He looked at me like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time, like I was a reward handed to him on a silver platter.

Fuck Marcus. I spend the rest of the drive masking my worry with thoughts of the life we’ll build together. When I finally reach Dark Wood lands, I round a bend and spot a group of warriors blocking the road to Blood Moon. I stop. What else can I do? I can’t run my own men over.

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

This time he’s closer, close enough that I can smell the faint scent of paint thinner that always seems to cling to him. “So,” he says, settling back against the cushions. “What’s your favorite movie?” The question is so unexpected that I actually laugh. “My favorite movie? That’s what you want to know?” “We’ve been living together for over a week and I realized I don’t know basic things about you. So yeah. Favorite movie?” “The Princess Bride.” He grins “Classic choice.” “What about you?” I ask “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.” I click my tongue “Of course you like the melancholy indie film.”