Pretty Words With Dark Meanings Novels & Stories

“…Even it seems like killing someone is fine for me.” Morana said calmly. Daniel didn't really respond to Morana's words, according to him those words were the same as someone saying; I'd rather die than have to be his partner or if you leave my life, then I will die and so on. Hyperbolic words that have no meaning, seriousness and sincerity in them. Daniel actually focused more on Morana's answer, saying that she had never done this with Quirino.

he says in a threatening tone, which just amuses me, so I stand up from the chair, take out my gun and place it on the table, smile sideways and slide it towards him. “Here... try it...” I say sarcastically, Griffin looks at the gun and smiles sideways, then leans over and comments amused “I'm not stupid Dark… do you think I don't know why you have your men outside? That possibly at this moment that blonde slut has my head in her sights and this lapdog of yours can at any moment pierce me with his queer knives?... I know how you think and how you move... I would never do something as stupid as attacking the head of Darkness in his own territory alone…” he finishes, he smiled broadly because

"Do you remember the bedtime stories she used to tell us?" I nodded. How could I not remember them? The stories were always the same, the big bad wolf used to terrorize innocent people until the brave huntress killed him. I used to get upset about the stories. "They were our first lesson." "How were they our lesson?" Faith sighed passing me the ice cream again. I sat on the bed more comfortably waiting for her to continue. "They wanted us to know about the evil lurking in the dark. But you used to cry like a hyena after hearing the story," Faith snorted while laughing.

CHAPTER 18 Darkness! Feared by all. Darkness! the most intense kind of emotion. Darkness! The most malicious and most vile feelings. Darkness! Mortal enemy of light. This was Mavis was facing now; darkness. The brighter day of Mavis instantly covered by such darkness. It brought anger, hate, grief, and most of all death. Darkness, took the spirit and trampled the hope of Mavis people. Darkness chained the precious soul of Mavis. Darkness shook Mavis will.

"What's up?" She calmly asked. Habit is both scary and funny, she has long since ceased to be afraid of his darkness, even though she is curious about him, always feeling that behind that black cover is a Shadow Demon Completely different night. “Next time, if I ever see you and Pfauen together again, I will kill you.” If this word is said from another person's mouth, it is a threat, but if it is said from the mouth of the Dark Devil, it is a statement, a statement about what will happen.

"Many think it's a play on the name Extinguisher. That one who snuffs out a light, should not fear the dark which they create, but that's not it at all." "What then?" I never thought to question his knowledge; he'd already proved how knowledgeable he was. "It refers to the Courts," he said. "Saying that you have no fear of the Dark can also imply that you have never even considered being afraid of the Light. So, if, as a human, you can conquer your fear of both courts, then you should have no trouble with it as a fairy." "Well, after seeing you burn Uisdean's blood tonight, I may have a little less fear." I grinned.

What the hell is happening on his eyes? "That's the sweetest word I’ve ever heard, Yveon. Thanks for that. Go to sleep. Rest well. We'll go to school tomorrow." He smiled at me without the joy in his eyes. I hate that his eyes are so much expressive. He was about to close the door when he spoke, "Even if you dislike me. I'll do everything for you to like me. Trust me." He stared at me and I would swear to God that his pupils are color brown with a highlight of green.

Then we were going to have fancy cocktails and pull some levers, as she said. She was a vision with bright red lipstick, that I knew would probably be all over me by the end of the night, but I didn’t care. “What do you think, my princess?” She grinned, “I feel like Pretty Woman, but without the getting paid for sex part.” I smiled, not fully understanding since I’d never seen the movie.

I should have thrown it somewhere. The letter wrote something about my parents. It was a trap indeed. I look for a way to escape but there is nothing. I am already feeling week. Metal doors are infront of me but I know that I will not be able to open them. I am not a superhero who can break metal doors. The window present in room is too small and high. I am feeling scared and lonely. This darkness is creeping me out. Help me God. I don’t want to die. Suddenly door burst open and my eyes close on its own because of too much light.

The intensity of his words as he spoke had her cowering all over again, depreciating her self-esteem as seconds went by. I don't have a say? What am I? a puppet? "You have said nothing, so I am convinced you now have a clear picture of what I mean." His words had her completely silent, she couldn't muster up the strength to, she just couldn't speak anymore. He knows her in and out; he has done a thorough background check and her and even knows most last she had forgotten—that is how powerful he is. In other words, her words are meaningless to him, if he had already decided her fate within this short period, then the future for her would be very brutal.