Into The Darkest Hour Novels & Stories

The scent of disinfectant fought with the smell of rotting lilies. "The Thirteenth Hour," Dante whispered, his voice a jagged rasp. He looked at the digital clock on the wall—13:00—the numbers bleeding into the air like fresh ink. "It’s not a reset, Ivy. It’s a collapse. The layers are bleeding into each other."

+ Why this location remained unfamiliar to me even it was all dark beyond our endeavor I can sense what road we walk in to,but this seems to be wrong. We've been travelling all night and it appears that darkness has joined us,the longest night without a day at first I was devastated when I knew it myself alone that it would have the possibility that it won't be back in normal again but in every fight I have between in our opponents all I can say is I used to be it. "Gavin,we need to rest we have enough this day we walk as if it is infinite" I softly inquired,his face perplexed by what I had said I know him.

We became a force of nature, an embodiment of hope. With one final, decisive blow, we struck at the heart of the darkness, shattering its hold on our world. The chamber trembled, the very fabric of reality warping and distorting. And in the midst of the chaos, the darkness dissipated, leaving only a lingering echo of its malevolence.

“Didn’t your parents lecture you never to wander alone into the dark human?” Looking around as if noticing for the first time that it was dark, she tried to say something but I held her eyes and impelled her. "You will forget everything that happened this night and you will run home like a good little girl” She nodded her head in understanding and I picked up a sniff of rone. Turning, I returned to my previous location and as predicted, I met it unoccupied with little trails of blood. 2005 I should be afraid of darkness but am not. I find solace in it, and it’s like my safe coven.

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

They could both feel eachother's weight on the door and their heavy heart beats thumping uncontrollablly hard on their chests. "Ronald," She finally gave in and called out to him. "Arya," he replied. "Ronald, this has to be the end for us, lets not chose to be blind to this, lets do the right thing," she said. "The only thing I think we are being blind to, is this burning desires in our heart, it's never gonna quench, Arya if we don't embrace it, its going to keep huanting us," Ronald chirped in.

Some small glow of light piercing the shroud of darkness. In the darkest hours before dawn, I made my choice. I gathered a few sparse provisions, slipping them quietly into a satchel. I waited only until May’s breath slowed into deep slumber, not wanting to worry her with my plans. Then I moved silently through the tomb-like fortress, down past snoring guards who barely glanced up from their late night dice game.

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 64 ****** Oliver had the longest night ever as he couldn't sleep but kept tossing around for the night to be over so he could go to the Dark Shadow Hill. He wasn't going to tell a soul about it, all he needed to do was sneak out of the house as early as he could to the place to discover something. He had water and a little food to sustain him in case things got messy. He was scared of this journey but he tossed aside all of his fears. If he was a Lycan King as they claimed, he should be prepared for anything and not get scared.

When she entered the house, her heart picked up the race. It's dark and she knows that he is inside. The monster who has turned her life dark and snatched the hopes of lights. Nothing stops him, neither the heavy rain nor the locks of her house. He makes his way inside anyway. He owns it, he owns the darkness her house holds. He owns the fear that her heart holds. He owns her life. He owns her soul!

I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this. I fucked up again. I could feel it. That wasn't an apology. ‘’Listen rowan, I don’t give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I’m sure you can.’’