The Dark Past Novels & Stories

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.

“I know them, Dark! A long time ago… that’s why I know how cruel they are!” But Dark didn’t back down. His voice only grew stronger. “But Dad, that was the past! The past is the past, and it has nothing to do with any of us anymore! What matters now is that Roxane is my wife—and no one can stop me from looking for her!”

the nature of the thing in the dungeon did indeed terrify her in a way, but it also gave her a thrill that she wasn't quite ready to admit to. "...and then, there are the Dark Ones," he went on, leaning back in his chair now too. Shifting his hand to make shapes on the wall, projected by his shadow within the glow of one of the wallscoans. "Now those… those things were no fairy stories. They are worst shadows in our recorded history but not the history people want to read or remember. Not beasts who were scary because shifted beneath the moon, howled and got big, ugly and hairy," The princess couldn't help but snort as she laughed at Corvin's description, glancing between him and his shadow

DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORY Third person's POV: "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

“All these years, I’ve been doing my best to get back to how I was but every time I see them, they would always remind me that I never deserve to move on and free myself from my dark past.” ‘Dark past..’ Serin uttered in her head. Having a clear recall of what Dave had to go through while he was trapped in agonizing misery back then squeezed her heart tighter. She could not avoid getting hurt every time Dave would mention such a nightmare in his life even though he’s totally fine now. “Shouldn’t they know better that you only did hurt Jeremy and Yenny because you were in your worst condition that time?”

“It’s nothing new that we’ve existed on this side for as long as ever. At first, it was inevitable for us to afflict the humans, but my grandfather rose with a new order to stop the menace and introduce peaceful coexistence” He drinks from his tea and proceeds, “The Darklings were a revolutionary faction who opposed that notion adamantly. They disobeyed their King and rebuked the rest of us. I’d like to say they fell out of grace and sullied their dignity by afflicting humans and thus, they lost all sense of rationality and could never revert. That’s why they’re also referred to, as fallen souls. They became a curse on themselves and ever since that time, have been on an irredeemable wanderi

A dark shadow from Nathaniel's past resurfaced, threatening to unravel everything we had built. One fateful evening, as we were preparing for a lavish gala celebrating our latest artistic achievement, an anonymous package arrived at our doorstep. Inside was a cryptic message and a collection of photographs that sent chills down my spine. The photographs depicted Nathaniel in compromising situations, with an ominous figure lurking in the background. Fear gripped my heart as I realized that someone was targeting Nathaniel, seeking to destroy him and our happiness. The shadowy presence from his past had returned, seeking vengeance for perceived wrongs and secrets that had long been buried.

“What the hell do you know about Dad? You don’t even know him.” “Believe me, I know more than you do.” “I believe nothing you tell me. You’re just trying to hurt me.” “No, I don’t! I just want revenge.” “At me? Why?” “Not you, but the past. You carry the burden of the past on your shoulders. The shadow of the past will always follow you wherever you go.” “You are sick! Totally sick!” I said, trying to calm myself down. “I am not! You’re too stupid and you understand nothing I’m saying here.”

“It’s coming, it’s finally coming. Now that some things are altered and changed, things are going faster than what it is before. Well, can you hear the knocking sound, Gennivier?” “Sound? Maybe, maybe not.” Their conversation that for long is getting darker and even curses. Yet, it makes it clear to both of them that the past that everyone now knows and the ones who are asleep for a long is finally waking up are coming to light. All from his little storytelling, sharing the darkness and details of the past with his goal of both juggling the light and dark within the palm of his hand. Didn’t care who to serve and was much loyal, as long as he can have what he desired the most.

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels