Slaves To Darkness Book Novels & Stories

But in the end it was no use because no matter how fast i'd been running, no matter how hard i tried desperately to stay in the light, it still came for me. It took me in and swarmed around me like quick sand so it was even harder to breathe. I was drowning in the ink of darkness around me with no one around to save me and all i could do was scream, to week to fight. I screamed and screamed and screamed so loud until my lungs went sore but yet there was nothing. There was no one, and there was no light anymore. Just a pleading soul and the sinking darkness. So i let it. I gave in and let the darkness take me, too strained to keep screaming knowing very well that no one was coming for me. My

So I opened the first door on my left, ran inside, and closed the door behind me. It was dark, but I didn’t dare switch on the light. Darkness became my friend the moment I realized it no longer held the power to hurt me but rather the ability to liberate me. There was nothing to fear in the dark. Nico showed me that for people like us, darkness turned into our playground. A place where we could acknowledge our deepest, most sordid desires and embrace the shadows that cling to our souls. I’d learned to love the dark. Footsteps came down the hall. It was him. My master.

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.

I took one last look – Maximus was already being drowned away by the crowd. “Finally…” My hand was already on my chest, panting as I was finally away from him. I looked to my right as the darkness hovered over me – the familiar feeling of malicious intent was too strong to ignore. There stood several men, all donning a familiar smirk on their faces. The loan sharks that sold me off… they’re here. Hiding under the darkness of the slums, they were still doing the same old work – forcing unfortunate slaves to borrow a mere speck of gold. And in return, knowing slaves wouldn’t stand the chance to pay it back, they sell the people off.

I was cursed with a darkness that brought nothing but pain due to a prophecy proclaimed on the day I was born. And the only way to end this ridiculous curse was to fill my darkness into a weak human vessel. The slave girl was chosen to contain the evil inside me and once she absorbs the darkness, she will be slaughtered and sacrificed to the moon goddess. My eyes flickered to her side, watching every slow movement she made without sight. She crawled on her fours, feeling the air for an obstacle. It was thrilling to see her do as she pleased knowing well that I could kill her at any time.

The nightmare was the old one. Not specific the old ones never were. Just the quality of the slave house in the dark, the sounds of it, the feeling of the cell floor, the particular helplessness of a body that had been made to understand it was not its own. Four years of accumulated darkness distilled into something that moved through me while I slept with all the logic of dreams, which was no logic, which was just sensation and terror and the specific suffocating weight of being held down. I woke up swinging.

Xander had probably turned it off when I drifted off to sleep. The more I walked, the sharper the pain felt. I could feel my feet getting bloody, my hand moved and opened the door causing my heart to beat faster with fear. It was as if I were possessed. I wanted to scream, to let somebody know that I had no control and needed help but my lips refused to part. When I opened the door, darkness surrounded me. I had never felt so terrified before. Darkness was my weakness, and now I was swimming in it. My body walked downstairs, my feet burning with every step, I felt like crying but I couldn't even move my lip.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

Damon immediately panicked - after all, if he was submerged in these waters, would forget how he loved her and maybe even would be able to complete his mission. - Finally you visited us.- Alistair greeted Damon, came closer and hugged him gently.- Johhan was following you, on Salvadore's orders, and discovered that you fell victim to the charm of the sorceress. Fortunately, he and his brother informed me about it in time. Now, according to our rite, you will be submerged in the black waters of the Lake of Darkness.- he announced, giving a sign to the guards. The two tallest of them grabbed Damon by the arms, took off his jacket, blouse and pants, and then plunged him into the dark abyss. Pen

Every man and woman shall become a slave and the world will be rebuilt in turmoil. Again Elaina read the passage knowing that it wouldn’t change, but hoping that something would be said about a way to stop this from happening. She looked up and caught Chase’s eye. Letting out her breath she slammed the book shut throwing it angrily against the wall. The dark would end up coming out victorious, nothing could be done about it. Her world would soon cease to exist.