Los Ojos De La Oscuridad Novels & Stories

He tugged harder,a high pitched scream left my mouth and I clawed at the hand that caused so much pain to me. "Bastard!" I swore furiously under my breath, spitting out bloodied saliva. Then something hard hit me by the side of my head. I heard a curse of 'bullshit! " A wave of dizziness came flooding in,overwhelming all my senses. Then blackness. *** My eyes fluttered open, then I blinked consciously for a few seconds trying to focus my vision on something, anything.

' He sang. 'Your eyes, golden, the fiery flame, which destroys. Burning alight, behind them, the pit of gore and darkness. You are darkness.' Aurora whispered, and she could see the hell flame in his eyes. In those beautiful eyes. Sweet, but a poison, you slip way past all the hurdles and attacks human mind.' She continued, the words from somewhere deep inside, somewhere long forgotten. Her voice was weak, but she found strength from the words she whispered, a secret between him and her.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

But the darkness was relentless, and I was losing. Tears burned in my eyes as I let out a guttural scream, the sound raw and primal. My nails scraped against the wooden floor, leaving marks as I fought against the inevitable. Zephyr was winning “Olivia,” I whispered again, my voice barely audible. “I’m sorry.” My body convulsed, the pain and pressure overwhelming. The last thing I saw before the darkness claimed me completely was my own reflection in the mirror, the golden glow of my eyes the only light in the suffocating void.

From the shadows, black smoke-like tendrils waft into view, shifting and taking shape, like a work of sorcery. Sulfur-golden eyes burn through the mist, and a chill that has nothing to do with the night's breeze rattles my bones. We've found the Lycan.

Gods, I tried. But the darkness was pulling me under. And the last thing I saw— Was his golden eyes, burning with fury and heartbreak. And then— Nothing.

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 feel the darkness approaching, slowly at first, and then, suddenly, with so much force that there is nothing I can do to stop it. And just as suddenly as it started, it pushes my feet from underneath me, and the last thing I see before my eyes flutter close are those dark brown eyes. The same ones that seem to haunt my vision in the darkness I am trapped in. I don't know how long I am out for, but the next time I open my eyes, it is to the insistent thrum of something beside me. It pierces into the silence of my unconsciousness, and I pull my eyes open.

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############

But something kept pushing those images away, everytime I could start to feel them stirring in my mind. The cold would become painful, making me cry out as it reeked havoc on my eyes and mind. " Oh my dear Sarah, I need you to open those beautiful eyes of yours. I need you to watch, as I suck the life out of your precious mate," it screeched in my ears, causing me to flinch, as it had every other time. But, this time it's words had changed at the end, as if on instinct I cried out " Nooooo!" my eyes ripped open and I looked into the most haunting pair of eyes I have ever seen. Redder then blood and darker then the shadows that cast through the night, it stared back into mine. Seething with a