Novel & Cerita One Dark Window Book 2

“Let’s see each other, during the blood moon.” Slowly closing the door as her words mark the calendar of the blood howl, they are taking in preparation. Her footsteps echo to the hallway as it faded leaving Carol to keep and secure the pandora's box and Bianca taking her seat unto the corner as she flips and reads the book of dark whispering. “This game is getting complicated by each time, now, what will you choose?” Calling upon the person that thoughts and very heart is wavered by her existence and the book’s presence. She smiles contently as Carol opens the glass window letting the cold wind blew their way as she stares outside and once more blankly, yet not towards the direction where th

But nothing comes out and I suddenly realise the dark isn't where I want to be anymore. I hear them leave the room, and a sense of loneliness consumes me, reminding me that I need to fight for what I want. And what I want is to hold my baby in my arms and kiss the man who helped save us alongside his cousin. --- Aydems POV. The sun's wonderful dazzling light has dipped beyond the horizon, enveloping us in a blanket of twilight. I cast my gaze towards the window where Sandro's cot is stationed. The soft light from the moon rising illuminates the room and I take another sip from my crystal glass that is filled with a rich amber tone bourbon.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This story contains dark romantic themes, emotional trauma, themes of abandonment and separation, coercion, ritualized harm, and intense psychological distress. Reader discretion is advised. --- Prologue The Thread Between Us The city outside the window breathed in neon and sirens, a restless animal that never slept. Inside the apartment, the lights were low, curtains drawn against the noise of it. The world had been reduced to the soft circle of lamplight on the floor and the quiet space between two bodies.

He walked over to the large window and gazed out into the dark night, his mind racing with new dangers and hidden truths. END OF CHAPTER 160.

Tory I tell her I’ll be okay going with her but she can’t leave me alone with his friend and we hang up I almost forgot where I was for a second until I turned around to see our guest and now I’m thinking maybe she wants to have the last say so I tie him back up to the table instead of the chair this time give him a little water after he is secure I cut off all lights and head home thinking to myself maybe I need a night out n a few drinks I also need to start looking for the creeps that hurt me I have two names but that’s it all roads lead me to nothing more on them Now that I’m home I look for something to wear for the double date I haven’t been out with a guy since Milo so I might as well

Centuries have passed and that girl, even when it's tough for me to concede, is probably dead. Thus, another girl, a grown-up lady is always appearing. This dilemma has been present for ever since year 2018 started, goddamn it! I paved my way through the Italian bar. The entrance was covered with beautiful and pink flowers with the neon letters La Fleur. You wouldn't expect that inside it was a bar full of monsters doing drugs, sex, and feeding on people. I saw a familiar man coming out of the counter and making his way to me. I grinned at him and nodded, letting my red pupil show – a way to greet your co-vampires. He did the same too.

It felt like being watched. From the walls. From the glass. From something too old to fit inside a room. The first window shattered. Not all at once. A hairline crack raced across the tall pane overlooking the city, then another, then another, until the reinforced glass groaned and split in great jagged fractures. Wind knifed in, cold and sharp, dragging curtains outward. The noise brought footsteps. Voices. Doors opening. “Althea!” Hiraya’s voice, somewhere down the hall.

Nora I take Flavius by the hand leading him the rest of the way out of the mountain. I breathe a sigh of relief when we reach the exit. That was certainly stressful, I am just glad they agreed to help. "We have to hurry back now," I sigh out. I watch as Flavius's eyes glance over the darkening sky. As the sun slips behind the horizon the land is cast in a violet hue. The moon hangs faintly in the sky waiting for the sun's retreat.

They both guessed it could turn bad, but weren’t completely sure. Fiona spent the better part of the evening pouring through her books in search of information to help her understand the consequences of his actions. As she flipped through the pages of the musty, leather bound book he noticed had a peculiar group of interlocking circles on its cover, she expelled an enormous sigh combined with a groan and rested her elbows on the table top with her face buried in the palm of her hands. The room was quiet enough to hear a squirrel scurrying across the porch outside the open window. After an excruciating and interminable silence, Fiona pulled her hands away from her face and sat back, straighte

She relived the piercing pain of re-entering her body and bolted up in bed, trembling as she gasped for air. The room was abnormally dark, and she could barely see her hand in front of her. Eva, thinking Tara needed as much undisturbed rest as possible, took great pains to tightly secure the drapes over the windows to prevent any evening air from coming in through the cracks and help muffle outside noises.