The Dark Forest Novels & Stories

Summer paced back and forth in front of the Wilson's secret hideout. The sun outside had begun to set sending an eery red glow across the entire area, fitting given that there was a chance that blood would be spilt this evening. It was almost like a vivid premonition of what was to come. Reggie, Taylor, Vincent, and Theresa had needed to prepare themselves for Asher's rescue mission, leaving Summer all alone waiting. Even though she was anxious to get Asher back, Summer just couldn't stop the feeling of foreboding that she was feeling.

This definitely meant the sun would be out in a few hours. “Well well well, boys. look what we have here.” A creepy voice came from the darkness of the forest, making the group almost jump in fright. Jake and Tomiwa quickly huddled and stood by Annabelle and Tisha while they held their weapons in alert. “SHOW YOURSELF!!” Tisha cried out in anger as she glanced around. For a while nothing could be heard.Then all of a sudden, 8 pairs of red eyes glowed in the darkness surrounding the four people. Tomiwa shrieked in fright as she saw the eyes and stayed close to Jake who was trying to compose him self.

My darkness is the chain that binds you My seduction is the mist that hides you. Mortality and death combine And we will come to thee and thine. Nathaniel was silent as they made their way across the barren ground, interspersed by flurries of lush green and copses of trees that had once been mighty forests. There was still quite a lot of green; to most people, the woods would be large. But by the standards of old, they were small and a lot of the ancient trees were long gone to firewood.

The dark forest was filled with thick smoke with a mixture of thick fog, squeezing her eyes, Lina continued to get closer Funny, she wants to get scared because the scene reminds her of the horror scene where the serial killer will appear with a knife in his hand… but she can handle those kinds of situations. She can’t be satisfied in the eerie field, imagining the sounds of crows, cracking branch,es and the sound of the wind Her desire to hear take her to the world of imagination “Eeek!” she jumped in horror when a bloody hand appeared on her shoulder, it’s a large hand with long fingers

I said. Immediately, one of the men yanked my hair back and punched me across the face. Blood dripped from my lips. “I’ve been watching you from the shadows, Ethan. You have no idea what kind of game you’re trying to play with the Blackwoods. Watch your back while you still can,” Caspian warned calmly. The calmness in his voice made my stomach churn. It confirmed what I already suspected—the Blackwoods were far worse than they appeared. “I’m not sleeping with Marlene. If I were, I wouldn’t hide it,” I said. His eyes darkened.

Armed with an extra blanket that she found from the cabinet near the bathroom, Morana wrapped her body with the blanket. Even though it's not as warm and comfortable as when she sleeps on the bed, but at least it's good enough to get through this night. Before going to sleep, Morana turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim moonlight on the night sky to illuminate this room, because of the pouring rain. Morana loved this kind of dark atmosphere, making her feel like she could hide in the dim night, as if her existence had no meaning so nothing could hurt her anymore.

I caught my balance and stepped back. I looked around. We were standing a dark forest, but it wasn't completely dark. The leaves glowed a teal green, not like the neon yellow of glow-in-the-dark. It was as if the leaves themselves were lit by an outside source, but there was none. It created this fascinating contrast of light and dark in the forest. The tree bark was outlined with a similar brown glow, making the whole forest visible, yet completely shrouded in night. I felt as if this was what a cat saw with their night vision. And all of it, I mean all of it, felt incredibly familiar. Chirps, screeches, and croaks of various animals filled the air. The loudest of them all was the shake of

In the trenches of the wildlands rest the young and old dark elves that stave the darkness at bay. Creatures of all sorts have been more active ever since the war ushered by King Malakai. It is as if the forest itself wages the war against the dark elves. The giant tranches separate the land between the dark elves both Lorn and Jakalorn from the plague that runs ramped throughout the forest. The trench system stretches for what seems like endlessly and is crafted in a zig-zag formation so that the enemy cannot attack one end since there could be many ends at play. The maze-like fortification is about two miles in depth to accommodate the size of the soldiers. Inside the walls are multiple ho

Natalie stood in the shadows of the forest, her heart pounding with anticipation as she led her parents, Miguel and Cielo, down the narrow, twisted path. The towering trees above seemed to close in on them, creating an eerie silence that hung in the air like a heavy fog.

He is not yours to look at. He is danger incarnate. Soren is an enemy. Yet when those silver eyes finally lifted and locked onto mine across the length of the throne room, something inside me cracked open. A dark hunger I had no right to feel. I swallowed hard, forcing my gaze down to the marble floor, but the image of him burned behind my eyelids like a brand. Soren Masuda had come home. And I was building walls so carefully around my heart, suddenly but they still felt paper-thin and ready to collapse at the slightest touch.