Light Dark Net Novels & Stories

“Bingo.” I set my eyes on it and walk right through, emerging into a narrow hall. The blue light glows above me, reflecting off the metal bars of an old-fashioned jail cell. Something glows from within, and I have to move a few steps closer before I realize it’s a UV heat lamp, much like one you’d put in a reptile cage. “Dina,” I say, seeing her outline huddled against the back of the cell, shielding her face from the UV light. She looks up and the skin on her cheeks chars.

“I don’t want an impression of this website anywhere on my clipboard. Because I shouldn’t know about it, and neither should you. So find a place to put this where no one is going to find it.” He handed me a piece of paper with a website address on it. “This is a gateway to the dark web, and on it, you will find access to any and everyone who opposes the government of Packhaven and the Alpha King. But make sure that you don’t access it from any device that has any ties at all to the government or that they can find and check.” His face tightened into a grimace tainted with fear. “The handful of residents who have been caught using this website have simply disappeared. I’ve never heard anythin

“What club?” “There’s a club over on Chestnut. It's called Dark Seasons,” waving his hand as though he had to think about the name, he continued. “Or it’s something like that. I am sure you will find it. It opened up a few nights ago, you will find it down near the old Fowler Building, I think. You could go there and check it out. Or just have fun… It’s all up to you.” “Perhaps, I will go. What type of club is it?” She asked nonchalantly, although, she was interested in doing anything but sit in the apartment another night.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

The woman also warned them to be careful, because by wanting to contact a particular demon, something completely different could connect to them all or to one person, and that could end up in being haunted or even possessed. After that Maria and Juan went to the esoteric shop, where they bought the necessary items for the ritual - Lilith amulet, black candle, incense and a few other things. The shop owner looked at them strangely and warned that using dark magic was very dangerous. - I know, but we have to use it, our friend's life depends on it. We know that we have to be careful and we will definitely be.- Maria replied shortly. Juan was silent the whole time, just paid for everything and

Darius who was the leader of their organization started to raise his voice. “Sorry for calling you all of a sudden. However, as members of the Starlight organization, we must fulfill our obligations to fulfill our duty to protect our citizens. I hope you can carry out your duties as professionals well.” It turned out that Lux and other friends were one of the Starlight organizations that were very rarely known by others. Their job is to protect others and help them. The organization comes from the government, the job is almost similar to the police. However, Starlight is an organization that has a special task. The Starlight members consist of professional members who have been rigorously tr

"I'm listening." "PhantomByte has reached plateau. Good reputation, steady income, but still middle tier. Breaking into elite requires different approach." Ines pulled up new screens. "The deep web. Where real players operate." Elena studied the differences. If the regular darknet was a bazaar, the deep web was an exclusive club. Entry required invitations, recommendations, proven worth. Jobs here didn't list prices—if you had to ask, you couldn't afford to play. "How do I get in?"

Is it him? it would make far more sense than Uriel? I hadn’t expected this … for more than one suspect. I pull up the files on the Nightfire Pack. Fuck me, is it bad. They are in insurmountable debt that Alex has been using the dark web and black market to start selling some of his pack members to cover his costs. Less pack, fewer mouths to feed. My stomach tightens as I feel my insides ready to dispel. Alex is worse than I could imagine. He’s evil.

That's why he began preparing for such a day. Lydia still lives at home with them, meaning they had plenty of chances to make their move Father Hart made a fairly new friend 6 months ago. The psychotic fellow worked on secret human experiments, developing and testing many of his strange poisons. Father Hart and Lydia's old bodyguards trafficked victims and sold victims to the mad doctor. He was a dangerous man, wanted in the country and abroad. On the dark web, he was known as 'The Doctor.' The dark web was a hidden site primarily used by assassins, killers, hunters, and many influential people who just wanted a certain job done in the shadows.

While David was planning his next move in his room, inside a luxurious manor in Capital City, Zachary was busy typing in a special web address on the computer in his room. He wasted a lot of effort to get that address. Moreover, he could only use it for one day, after which, this address would be invalid. After entering the website, he posted a message. “A 500 million bounty to assassinate a peak Tiger Ranker. Location: Capital City in Somerland.” After he posted that, Zachary waited quietly. The special website he entered was on the dark web, an underground side of the Internet. There were all kinds of shameful transactions going on here. They were all sorts of assassinations or kidnappings