Le Temes Ala Oscuridad Novels & Stories

THE DARK TEMPTATIONS THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO PLACES, EVENTS OR REAL PEOPLE ARE ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL. AUTHOR:- Pranjal Yadav Pen name:- Cream puff ~So what? Don't stop and worry youself, it's good for nothing. Let go. Although there is no answer yet, you can start the fight. ~

She said that the angel became her light when her life turned dark, just like how the moon would do in a starless sky. Linus realized that this must be the time when he was being exiled. The woman he loved suffered alone, thinking that she’s the reason of his adversity. “I-it wasn’t your fault, it never is.” He answered even though he knows that he wouldn’t be heard. The scene stayed for a while, just Sunny crying, apologizing for the love she deserved in the first place, and Linus doing the same. The exiled wanted to end the stream of memories, the memories that stayed deep inside the soul of Joaqin who’s Sunny in the past, but he simply can’t put himself to stop. He still wanted to see her

I barter. Strangely there's no door to this room. It's mostly empty aside from some furniture which is covered in red sand and clearly doesn't belong here. This must be where all intruders are brought to be interrogated. "No promises from me, I'm afraid," she exclaims. "Luckily for you, Ziah and I make collective decisions, so I'm going to need his opinion on this." Ziah. That is the name of the other Demon. Relm either lied to me when he said he trusts the Demon Keo has been hunting for, or he truly does trust one of them.

It’s a shadow I can’t escape, no matter how fast I walk, no matter how far I go. And as I walk down the sidewalk, I feel the undeniable weight of something dark pressing against me. The kind of dark that doesn’t just disappear. It lingers. Watches. Waits. And I know, with a certainty I can't shake, that whatever this is—whatever has started—it’s only just begun. Alessandro's POV

“We will not give in to the darkness!” The light pulsed around them, pushing back against the shadows. But just as they felt the warmth of victory, a final surge of darkness threatened to overwhelm them. “Embrace the truth!” Jessica screamed, her voice echoing with despair. “You will never escape me!”

- she added, a bit embarrassed. - Miyuki...- Aoi turned to her with a rather serious face.- You know, you shouldn't be afraid of the dark so much. I know that darkness is thought to be scary and that it is in the dark that there are monsters hidden, but this is not always the case. Sometimes there are people in the dark who cannot fully appear in the daylight.- he said quite mysteriously.- In any case, darkness is not always scary. It can also be exciting and beautiful. You know what? One day I will take you for a longer walk to places that will make you fall in love with the darkness, because they look much more wonderful in the dark than during the day.- he added promisingly, sending her a

She wanted her to feel to the last moments of her life, just as she did when was on the surface with Miguel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Maria and Juan arrived at Miguel's home where the ritual was to take place. They prepared everything they needed and sat down in a circle. Following the instructions in the book, Maria drew an inverted pentagram on the floor with chalk and in the center she wrote the names of the Lords of the Underworld: Samael and Lilith. In the very center of the pentagram she placed Lilith's amulet and a black feather as a symbol of Samael. Then Mary lit three black candles and passed one to each of those present, and lit incense from her candle. Then she began reciting a Latin fo

He turned around and got into his car, I was left with a frown, I don't like puns, I don't like having to decipher what other people are saying, it feels like a damn maze where it's hard to escape, I inhaled and exhaled, and continued. When I was about to cross, I didn't know about me, everything went black, everything ceased to exist...but what the fuck just happened to me? AZAEL BLACKWELL. The plan came out much more hurriedly than I had planned, my anxiety shot from a ten to a thousand, and I couldn't stand the pressure of having her away from my arms, and now that I see her there unconscious on the plane seat, it all seems so damn crazy.

The one she remembers. The Heartmirror ignited. Flames twisted, bursting white-hot. The divine lights flickered. He was gone. But not truly. A part of him remained. Still watching. --- I stared into the broken pool. The thread still pulsed. But something else stirred beneath it. Not just him. Not just her. Something darker. Deeper. Far below Solara, beneath the divine city— The Temple of Forgotten Thrones groaned open. A place where nameless gods were sealed. Where curses were locked away behind divine fire.

A thin smile touched her lips, sad and knowing. "…the river is remembering you back." A loud crash snapped through the chamber. The temple doors burst open. Cold wind tore through the room, snuffing every candle in a violent sweep. The darkness swallowed everything again. Alessia froze—because this darkness felt different. Heavier...hungrier A hand brushed her shoulder—cold as water. "LUCA—!" she gasped. He seized her instantly, pulling her behind him, his body a shield of heat and fury. Then—