Lover In The Dark の小説・ストーリー

Daylight began to disappear behind them the deeper they went until the last chink of light faded and they were engulfed in absolute darkness. Lover stopped and pulled out a thick black rope from his pocket, it was as if he came prepared for anything, he then proceeds to wrap the fabric around his wrist, and once it was tightly secured in place, he passed it on to Jason who stood behind him. "Wrap it around your wrists." He instructed. "Why?" He asked.

My heart felt like it was about to stop, and my whole body was shaking in fear. I begged Nolan to stop, but he only leaned close and coaxed me softly, "It's our wedding night. Try something new with me, okay?" I had told him before that I was terrified of the dark and of being tied up. Years ago, Irene had hired a group of men to kidnap me and lock me inside an abandoned warehouse for three whole days after I scored higher than Irene on my college entrance exams. Nolan knew all of that. He knew every scar she left behind, yet he still followed Irene's instructions and humiliated me in the cruelest way possible on our wedding night.

he replied “I don’t know that,” I muttered. He stepped even closer now with his hand hovering near mine. “Close your eyes, Helena,” he whispered, and my eyes stayed on his for a long second. Then, against every logical instinct I had— I did. The world went dark right after, and suddenly, everything felt… sharper. The night air brushed against my skin more clearly now and the sound of our footsteps became louder. Then, when his hand finally wrapped around mine— I felt it everywhere.

Under the setting sun, her smile shone brightly against the approaching darkness of the night. Instantly, he fell in love with her. He attempted to cross her path multiple times since then, but she would always change her route upon spotting him. One evening, he spotted her sitting by a lake, mesmerized by her appearance in her wet clothes. This sight ignited another dark desire within his heart. He longed to run to her, to embrace her, and to express his love for her in countless ways. However, before he could act upon his desires, Lincoln appeared out of nowhere and swept Genevieve into his arms, passionately kissing her. This sight pained the dark one deeply.

“Then embrace it, my love,” he murmured, his voice a dark lullaby. “Let the darkness take hold, let it fill you with power.” I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations flooding my body. I could feel the shadows whispering to me, wrapping around my soul, urging me to give in completely. This was my twisted reunion with The Watcher—a bond forged in darkness, a love born from chaos. As the night wore on, I knew I was stepping further away from the light, deeper into the shadows where I could truly belong.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

I walked towards her slowly. {Leilani’s POV} I've spent an hour thinking maybe I should jump here. Or maybe I should take poison and die in my sleep. I never knew he'd find me. “Vincenzo… I'm sorry. But we are already defeated, I can't keep on loving you in secret.” I explained. “We are not defeated. I can love you in the dark. Amore nel buio.” He said. {Love In The Dark} So I remembered all those times we spent together. That I didn't notice he was just a few centimetres away from me.

The seconds were mere now… “I am aware that you two were once lovers so I will be very satisfied to witness him being the one to kill you. Whatever residual feelings that might be left won’t matter as he’s filled with darkness now and doesn’t have a will of his own.” The Dark One dwelled on the topic of love and another trail of tears poured out of my eyes as an evidence of the melancholy bubbling within me. “So..” The Dark One continued but trailed off again as he coughed out more blood.