Shrouded In The Dark Novels & Stories

I murmur, my hand shaking slightly as I trace a finger along a passage of text. For humans, the world shall lose all light. Immersed in the shadows of perpetual dusk, they will struggle to find their way. The supernaturals, with power untold, face a destiny that is yet foretold. The twilight unveils strength and strife. A test that threatens their existence and can end their life.

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

It’s okay since I only have to put a few more stuff. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I was about to finish when the light suddenly went out. I was so nervous and anxious it was completely dark I can’t even see a single light. The last time I check it was still golden hour outside but right now I feel like I was locked up in the room. Didn’t the staff even check that there’s still a person here? “Hello! Hello! There is still someone else here!” “Hello anyone! I’m still here!”

In a dimly lit room shrouded in secrecy, five cloaked figures gathered around a sturdy wooden table. Their faces hidden in the shadows, they spoke in hushed tones, their voices a mere whisper in the air. The flickering candlelight danced upon their faces, casting an eerie glow upon their features.

Blode lick his lower lip. “When I take a closer look, it appears that the ominous presence of death reveals itself in the darkest hours of night. The shadows that night brings seem to be synonymous with death, as if this creature feeds off the darkness and uses it as its cloak of protection. Even when there is light, they still linger in our subconscious minds, waiting for their chance to emerge once again.” “You think so?” I asked. While the others are going over the plan and making their final preparations, Blode and I stand very close to one another.

The ground tilts beneath me, and I lean into gravity's embrace. Hurried footsteps, distant explosions, muffled sound, everything seems to blur together as the darkness beckons to me. It is over.

Behind them, the darkness was closing in, swallowing everything in its path. But there was no escape. Not yet.

But little do I know that darkness lurks in the shadows, waiting to shatter our brief respite. As we venture deeper into the woods, a sense of unease prickles at the back of my neck. I cannot shake the feeling that we are being watched, that unseen eyes follow our every move. The air grows heavy with anticipation, as if nature itself holds its breath, awaiting the impending storm. Suddenly, a deafening silence descends upon the forest. The rustling leaves freeze in place, and an eerie stillness settles around us. My instincts scream danger, but it’s too late. Shadows materialize from the darkness, figures clad in darkness, their eyes burning with malice.

I feel helpless, trapped in a cycle I can't seem to break. The room grows darker as evening approaches, but I make no move to turn on a light. The encroaching darkness seems to mirror my sinking emotions, each shadow deepening the pit of despair I've fallen into. It's as if the darkness is a physical manifestation of the gloom that has taken residence in my mind, creeping into every corner of the room and my psyche alike.

"Boss, what is the play?" Enzo glanced at Sienna for a moment, then back at Luca. "Once it gets dark. We take her to a safe place.” Luca scoffed and folded his arms. "Safe? Do you honestly believe that anywhere is secure when half the city is after her?” Enzo shouted in a threatening voice, "She's under my protection. And no one will touch her as long as she is with me." The heart in Sienna's chest thumped. She couldn't decide whether his remarks were frightening or comforting. "What if they find us?"