In Darkness She Is All I See Novels & Stories

He laughs at her taunting me , chuckles at her insults . I watch the darkness go to her , she doesn't even flinch . I see them swirl around her , caressing her golden skin as though she is their favourite toy . I watch the pampered princess , she's trying hard not to look affected by the darkness . She flinches as I do when they get too close , I admire her at least trying, it's hard not to flinch .

She had been with him for more than a year and she had never seen him in this way. She was well aware of his childhood experiences now so she knew where he was coming from. She opened the door of the BDSM room and saw that everywhere was deep black. "Mr. Ragnar... Mr. Ragnar," she called as she stretched her hands forth as a guide lest she uses her head to hit an hard object. Everywhere was as quiet as graveyard. She could only heart her heartbeat and of course, her footstep. She kept moving aimlessly, wondering why he would turn off the light here and make it this dark. The darkness was so scary that it gives one the illusion that one may actually be blind.

“I can’t see.” The place is too dark. The kind of darkness that grabs you and won’t let go. The kind of darkness she only experienced once before: in the in-between. “Aster!” Declan screams. “Find me. Come to me.” “I can’t see anything,” she sobs into the darkness. “Why can’t you come to me?” “I’m stuck. Please. Find me.”

In the darkness, he won't see how flat as a board I am. In the darkness, he doesn't have to see my snoozefest of a face... In the darkness, he won't be disgusted... In the darkness, he won't see my tears...

The last thing she saw before the darkness closed was her reflection stepping through the cracked wall — eyes black, smile serene. Freedom costs everything. Lights flickeres, then everything went still.

~Merina Pov~ All I see is darkness and even when I try waking up, I just seem to be trapped without a way out. I looked for a source of light but it seemed far away from me, and when I walked towards it no matter how far it was, something kept stopping me. “What would I meet when I see the light? My battered body? Maybe the cold body of mine? Or the disgust on people's faces as they look at me, or Sofia's disgusting face that makes me tremble with anger.

I moved instinctually towards her but her head shot up and the wary look she gave me kept me in my place. Instead she sadly lifted her hands a little and pulled. She shone like a dazzling full moon as darkness, shadows, leapt up from all around and rushed into her. She was absorbing the darkness in everyone we’d killed. Wind whipped around violently as more and more flew into her, amplifying her brightness. Her sad eyes stared at me without breaking eye contact even while the feeling of pleasure built in her. The feeding of this darkness did that to her. I knew that. Normally she would feast in a dark, twisted delight that echoed the feelings I had when I decimated anyone I set my sights on.

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.

I hear her say, but I can't see her. “Why are you pushing your luck, Max?...” I ask, as I see her come out of the bathroom, she's wearing only a tight shirt and panties, she stops when she sees me and turns her eyes to the gun, smiles sideways and walks to the table she has Near a window, Christmas rests on it, his rifle, completely disassembled, sits on the chair and takes a cloth from the barrel and begins to clean it. “What do you want Dark?...” he asks without looking at me

Since that night my brother died the darkness has never left me and from time to time it slips through and whispers things to me. I couldn’t see him, but the darkness told me he was there. Rage boiled inside me as he stepped out of the shadows, an arrogant smile spread across his chiseled features. Most would look at him and see nothing but his beauty because they were beautiful. Like most predators they used it to lure in their victims.