The Dark Past Novels & Stories

"Fully private, soundproof, and equipped with a biometric lock that only accepts your thumbprint. Not even my master key opens it from the outside." I looked from the keypad back to his face. "You built a panic room inside the master suite?" "I built a sanctuary," Kasimir corrected, his eye narrowing slightly as he looked down at me. "I am a man with a hundred enemies, Vespera. Some wear suits in the Munich financial district. Some sleep in houses bearing my own name. When you walk through those main doors, you play the devoted, obedient Frau Adler. You sit at my right hand, you smile for the press, and you let the world believe I have claimed you completely."

But still…something in the pit of my stomach kept on telling me that we shouldn't have come here. There had been something almost sinister about this place…something that I had failed to notice under the wave of nostalgia clouding my judgment. And it was this very 'something'…that was going to come to haunt me when I had least expected it to. A glimpse of a past so dark…so murky, that it made the blood in my veins freeze to ice…A past…that was soon going to come haunting my future…

I could feel Astari's reluctance in not wanting me to go further. “What is it, Astari?” I said to her, “Velkrin!” She yelled. “Impossible, Astari,” I replied to her. “Velkrins cannot be inside the castle.” Velkrins are ancient and dark beings without form. They are like shadows, consuming the souls of people, turning them into dead skeletons. What was peculiar about them was that they were controlled by vampires, wolves' natural rivals. So, wherever one was found, a vampire was close by.

I demanded, feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in my chest. Whitman sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. “There’s an ancient darkness that was thought to have been defeated years ago. It was a force that once controlled the rogues, bending them to its will.” My heart skipped a beat. “You’re saying it’s back?” Whitman nodded. “Yes. This darkness is seeking revenge, and it has resurfaced with a new leader. The Blackthorns are merely its instruments.” Eli exchanged a worried glance with me. “And what does this have to do with the traitor?”

Auie was staring at Trans, Dark noticed. "Spit it out, Auie," said Dark Auie turned towards Dark. "I just want to ask you one thing, if you don't get mad." Dark never said a word. "What is it, babe?" Trans asked. "Because Zorah has told me something about Dark's past, I just..." said Auie. "Babe, you shouldn't be asking for this anymore," Trans said feebly. "If it is about Karen they have been done for a long time."

Marcel burst, looking bothered by the fact. “Dark has spent years plotting and planning his revenge. At the age of fifteen, he was diagnosed with schizophrenia and put in a facility till they determined he was rehabilitated enough to return to the world at the age of eighteen, but shortly after his release his father was mysteriously killed, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t pin the murder on Dark.” Jasper supplied, it was then that I realised just how deeply he’d dug into Dark’s operation. “You really did your homework on him, huh?”

The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

They did not know if Dark would be the same man they used to follow or someone entirely different. All they knew was that the past had finally awakened inside him, and there was no turning back.

She mocked and made a chuckle. "Who do you come here to see? Your worst nightmare, uh?" She asked as she walked around him sinisterly. "I am your worst nightmare Eden, and I will forever be. No matter how strong you are, you will always blackout before me. I am your past, Eden, and no matter how hard you run, you can't run away from your past," She whispered into his ears. She stood in front of him again and looked into his eyes. "You don't need me reminding you of those memorable nights we had together" She said as her eyes raced down to his manhood.