Los Ojos De La Oscuridad Novels & Stories

I love you baby, please believe me…’ I could hear Joshua’s voice tremble, heavy with emotions. ‘Aren’t you full of surprises?’ I felt my blood freeze at the voice. ‘Darkness often feels the safest. But predators often lurk in the same darkness. Open your eyes, my sweet belladonna.’ The pain of my heart being ripped off my body paralyzed me for a few seconds before I slumped on the cold metal. I opened my eyes, gasping as I clung on to whatever air my lungs could manage to take in.

Then the darkness moved and the ground trembled. And a voice rolled across the dreamscape, ancient and terrifying. The girls lifted their heads. The others will follow. The horizon split open and a pair of massive silver eyes appeared in the dark. And just before I woke, I heard one final sentence. One that stole every

Unable to blink, the lord of hell sat rigid and tense, his brother slowly injecting the slimy substance directly into his eye. He snarled again, Hades actions catching his off guard and vulnerable, strengthening his anger and annoyance. The slimy black substance appeared cold at first as it entered his eye, only reminding him once more of tar; the feeling much too similar. Wincing, Darkous squinted one eye, the black liquid beginning to scorch and boil his eyes as it mixed with the other substances; the pain like nothing he had ever felt before.

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

"It's just that you really don't have to tell me anything, because I'm not really asking you to tell me anything now, I know that this is shocking for you, and, to tell the truth, for me too, you are so beautiful, and so many things fall on you, but I'm willing to fight against whatever it takes to be by your side, of course only if you want me to" "Alexander, this is happening very fast, I am very confused, besides everything that is happening with you, inside me very strange things are happening, I have had many visions, where I have seen myself being as if I were a sorceress, I do not know if it is me, or another woman who looks a lot like me, I only know that I am in a terrible state emo

I don't know how many times he drew orgasms from me because it made me so exhausted that I was slumping in and out of the darkness. He hauled my body up as his rock hard body slammed against my back with the roughness. I gave up when he emptied himself inside me with the curse and pulled out, letting me fall on the bed like a lifeless doll. I thought it was over from tonight but he turned me around and hovered over me. My tired eyes fluttered open but it's hard to see him in the dark. He always comes in the darkness. My nightmare, Rafael Delgado!

The forest around us seemed to hold its breath, the usual rustling of leaves and chirping of crickets eerily absent. And then, through the shadows, I saw it. Two glowing eyes, glaring at us from the darkness. They were unlike anything I’d ever seen before—sharp, unblinking, and filled with malice. “Vikram,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “Run.”

This time, with tears streaming down her face, she slipped it on as she emotionally whimpered, "My Yocelyn..." It was the last piece of me I had left behind. Clutching the tiny box, my mother ran into Samuel in the hallway, his face etched with worry. He cradled Amelia like she was the most precious thing in the world. He barked out, "Where's the doctor? Hurry up! Something's wrong with her eyes—what's happening?" Amelia's face seemed fine, but her eyes were hollow, gazing into nothingness with a look of sheer panic. "What do we do, Samuel? Why can't I see anything again?" she cried out.

I see it in his eyes. The exhaustion and the desperation. The shadow surges violently. It floods through him like a breaking dam, consuming everything in its path. His body jerks. A strangled sound tears from his throat. And for one final moment He’s there, fully and completely himself. His eyes lift and they find me. I know it’s impossible. I know he can’t see me. But it feels like he does. Like somehow, In that last second of clarity he knows I’m here. The anguish in his gaze is unbearable.

My world was on fire. My body, rising from the shadows of my grave, felt torn. My heart pumped no blood, My lungs breathed no air. I was still, like a thief in the night. I stumbled out of the hole in the ground and looked at my surroundings. Only darkness, no one in sight. As I stood there waiting for this nightmare to end Waiting for this nightmare to make sense, memories started to flood my mind. A man with beautiful blue eyes and hair as dark as his soul.