One Dark Window Novels & Stories

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

" Her father's disappointed voice came through. They successfully freed her from Connor and made their way toward the exit. "Watch your back you bitch!!!" She glared at Nancy who stood beside Nadia. Nancy didn't pay attention but Nadia returned the glare on her behalf. ...... Once Diane and her parents were out of sight, Connor undid the first three buttons of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves to the elbow, ignored the stares he got by members of the family, and went over to the bar area in the living room and poured himself a drink, ignoring the people around him.

I agreed and fell asleep quickly. It seemed like I wasn’t asleep for more than a few minutes when I was suddenly back in that room with my sister and now, two brothers. They were all shackled to the floor. I did notice that the window was no longer tall, but wide. One of them had turned the window sideways, and I know why. During the era of the Salem Witch Trials, the houses in the affected areas started being built with one window at an odd angle or sideways. It was called a Witch’s Window because a witch wouldn’t be able to fly through it on her broom. It was a human attempt to deter witches from entering their homes.

I smirked as I used my free hand to turn the water on. “But… the windows. People can see in.” Her eyes watched the three windows that looked out over the driveway and front of the villa. “No one can look in. One-way glass. We can look out, but no one can see in.” I assured her, pressing her naked body against the glass.

"come in if you would like? he asked. Elsa didn't know if it was an illusion or not, and the voice was not that cold. she opened the door and sneaked in, but found there was no light inside. Raymond was standing beside the window, leaning against the bar. his eyes were still Cold and cruel, but there was no jeweled hardness in there depths. she walked in and had no idea what to do in the dark. his hand lifted to touch the side of her neck, a hint of color washed her pale cheeks. surrounded by silence, she could almost hear his breathing and her slightly disturbing heartbeat. "tell me," he said.

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

A paper coffee cup rolling across the concrete. And the window. And in the window — his own reflection. Faint. Off. He looked at himself. And for one brief, breathless second — it looked like he wasn’t alone. Like the glass was crowded. Then he turned away. Fast. Walked back down the corridor without breathing properly until he reached the end. He didn’t look back. ************** The dorm room was still. Too still. Noah didn’t bother turning the lights on. The only illumination came from the desk lamp — a small circle of yellow-white light in the darkness, just enough to see the page in front of him.

' She spun her head to look at her window, the blinds were barely open, it was dark outside but with her light on someone could definitely see inside if they wanted to. She stood up, going over to her window, about to pull her curtain down when she saw eyes looking at her, yellow, bright eyes. She gasped as a nail tapped her window, then her phone went off again. "Open it quietly Davina, don't make a scene." Looking back to her window she walked away from it, over to her bedroom door where her light switch was, she flipped it off, her room becoming dark, the only thing she could see were the eyes watching her every move 'Damn wolves and their night vision' she slowly walked back to her windo

The city pulsed beneath the night sky, lights flickering like nerves firing in a sleepless mind. From the penthouse windows of the Draven estate, Brooklyn looked deceptively peaceful. But inside, everything was braced for impact. Damon stood near the window, shoulders tense, his gaze fixed on nothing and everything at once. The silence behind him was broken only by the faint hum of security monitors and the occasional click of a keyboard.

Slowly I start to work at one of the windows, but as I pull it open, it starts to make a loud crack. I stand in complete haunting silence as I wait for someone to rush in from outside. Yet. Nothing. I slowly push myself up and slip my legs one by one out the open window. It is completely pitch dark; there is no way of knowing if there is someone out here until I am on top of them. But after a save few steps, I start to feel that I have made it. But then… As I am trying to disappear into the darkness, my foot hooks on something, and I fall flat on my face. I gasp as I swallow my screams and wait for someone to come rip me from the ground. But, still, nothing.