The Dark Past Novels & Stories

Everything has been left behind in the past and everyone moved on. But some people are still chasing what past had brought in their present and they tend to change their future by breaking the one who put them in a hell hole that became their home for years. And now, he's hunting. He's picking the trails to those people who dragged him down the ditch. He's coming back to bring his hell to them and spread darkness in their fine life. ~ Fourth of number, crossed paths have had happened, too many times and they all start running out of nines.

I said quietly. “She chased men with money,” she snapped back. “And now you’re doing the same thing. Don’t think I don’t see it.” I stared at her. “What are you even talking about?” “Oh don’t act innocent.” She waved her hand like I was annoying her. “Girls from broken homes don’t get into Blackthorn University without giving something in return.” That hit harder than I wanted it to, not because I believed it. Because I was tired of hearing versions of it from everyone.

of this world. As for the people of my past, who were rotting in the mire, they would be left to slowly decay and sink into a dark abyss of hatred and resentment until they disappeared completely.

She had to use her hand to cover the sun from hitting her eyes. Just as what she expected. A tall and wide establishment named after Kai. Ellis Inc. "Let's go inside," Liana nodded and followed Raven to walk inside. They are greeted by the armed security guard as they step inside. A gray and black theme permeates the entire ground floor area. Near the front desk, a chandelier is hanging. The floor is tiled with gray marble. There is a white couch set nearby, and some men in tuxedos are sitting on it. There were other people going around doing their own thing, dressed typically for work.

He has a steady head on his shoulders, always thinking ahead when my mind drifts too far into the past. Rogues keep circling our borders. I lose count of how many times we have to fight them off. They grow bolder, more organized, like they’re being guided by something dark. Their hideout stays hidden, masked by black magic tied to old sins and unfinished business. It feels personal, like the past refusing to stay buried.

In her eyes, Dante was a man shrouded in mystery. She did not want to force him to tell her anything he was not uncomfortable with sharing and simply thought he had a dark past, which made him reluctant to share things with her. It was understandable, they were still strangers after all. “So, your mother passed away last year?” He asked her. “Yeah, then a month after that my father remarried, now I have a step mother and step sister.” She told him. “Your father sounds like an arse. How can he marry another woman in such short period of time?” He asked, feeling annoyed.

Three Years Later ♠️CASPIAN♠️ The city looks different from the top now. I stand on the balcony of the penthouse that used to be my father’s, now mine. The Blackwood name still opens doors, but the empire runs darker these days. Legitimate on paper. Underground in truth. They call me Don now. The Bloodhounds, once just whispers in boardrooms, became reality after the old man’s conviction. Someone had to hold the leash. Someone had to keep them fed.

I'm not ready to have sex, please don't ask for that. "You know back before when you weren't you? When you were angry wolf Melody?" he asks me, I remember when the darkness had me, is that what he means, back when the darkness has taken control of me? "Back when I was living in darkness?" I ask him. "Yes, exactly, the darkness is called being rogue, it's a disease that took over you, do you remember much of what happened back then?" he asks me, I closed my eyes, remembering a lot of things, remembering the cold and darkness, and that I hate them, I never want to go back there.

As my past progressed, I could not help but think that this forest, which I was afraid of, was safer than where we were going, my feet wanted to go back to the roads I had passed, but I knew that I could not make another decision as soon as it moved forward. I caught up to him and started walking next to him. As I walked here side by side as past and present, I felt frightened. For a moment, I lifted my head up and shivered when I saw the darkness that had settled in the heart of the sky spreading rapidly. “Darkness,” she said, the past walking numbly beside me. I turned my expressionless eyes to him. "It never goes away, it's always dark here." I wanted to tell him that he would pass, but I

That pathetic girl thought she could waltz in and take everything Maeve had spent her entire life working toward. She left the main packhouse and headed for the Dark Halls. The building sat on the edge of pack territory, tucked behind a grove of trees where no one could see who came and went. From the outside it looked like an ordinary warehouse. But inside it was something else entirely. Dark Halls was a dark, lawless playground where pack members could indulge their filthiest, most twisted desires without judgment. Your identity stayed hidden, and what happened in the Dark Halls stayed in the Dark Halls.