The Dark Tower Novels & Stories

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.

His father knowing his son used to be scared of darkness, dry and vacant places. That’s how his father decided to punish that little boy, wherever he wished something from his father, he used to lock him over in a room which he named it ‘a darkroom’, he scared him way too much that whenever somebody asked him if his father is treating him badly, he could only think of his own shouts and plead to his father. Never dared to tell anyone about a single abuse. Brandon knew if he opened his mouth and his father got to listen to complaints against himself, he would be a dead man by the next day.

He wasn’t smiling now. “OK?” I asked, squeezing my arm around his waist tighter. I couldn’t keep the smile off of my face. I loved him so much that it was almost painful. He gulped and nodded, pushing open the door. I looked in to see the room was in semi darkness. There were hundreds of little candles all scattered around, making the room flicker and look beautiful, the candles were reflected in the wall of mirrors. There were red and pink balloons floating along every single inch of the ceiling and some tied to the backs of chairs. There were bunches of red roses everywhere, red and pink rose petals scattered all over the wooden floor. It was beautiful.

I froze, stuck between the present and my past, no idea if I even had a future. The silhouette moved, its mighty paws taking a step closer into the dim moonlight. I gasped. My eyes gazed upon the darkest fur I had ever seen. It was darker than black. Its golden eyes pierced through my very soul. Thunder rumbled through him. Him? I didn't know how I knew this but I just did. Suddenly, he roared attempting to pounce. I jolted out of sleep, chest heaving frantically as I managed to catch my breaths.

A female powerhouse from the Dark World asked, “Who’s your master?” “The controller of the Jademora Empire, who’s also the Lord of the Dark World.” Lyla said, “You don’t have the right to ask so many questions. You only have one choice. Come with us. The living beings from the Dark World in Demon Region must come with us.” In the void, countless powerhouses from the Dark World exchanged glances. They didn’t know what to do. At this time, Lyla pulled out a shining tower. Suddenly, a trace of power emerged. The tower’s black-and-white light shot toward the mysterious boundary of the Forladtt Land.

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER ONE JOHN PAUL'S POV ________________________________________________ The sun was extremely at it brightest today and the chirping of the birds could be heard, not too far away . It was just like another day in the life of the famous John paul cooper . I had wristwatches worth millions, a private jet to whatever island or country i want to travel to and most importantly chains of businesses around the globe . My phone was buzzing and i had to see who was calling and that was my secretary Penelope.

The edges ragged and jagged tears bit into the words. Lloyd peered close, the rips making it a bit harder to read, as well as the uneven script, written by a hand that had been shaking. The sun is bright. But all around us is darkness. I could have all the gold in the world. The hidden locations are wide open. But the cost is crippling. I had much of it tossed over the side. The weeds can conceal it and the drowned men can have use of it. The beast knows I came close to finding some way out. And the consequence was worse. Their souls, my own and the blood of children. It won't be sated until a hundred or maybe more have been slaughtered.

You have to say goodbye to your freedom and every action you do must be calculated… there’s no room for mistakes. On the next cry of the rooster, the sacred door would open towards the present and you can’t do anything to escape that. He remembered her words again. Is there really a present place? If so… am I a part of the future or in the past? The world I’m living right now has a king, queen, princes, princesses, soldiers… A lot dies and a lot are misjudged for the things they didn’t do. I wonder what place does the present have. Do they have their freedom? If so… they must be lucky. He is known as someone mischievous and playful in their palace, but he knows that deep within lies a kid so

he began as he glanced at the laptop in his hands, “but the anomalies don’t follow any conductive patterns that I’m familiar with. It’s almost as though these spikes are being shielded.” “Did you disturb me to give excuses?” Roener responded abruptly. “N-no, sir,” the man stuttered anxiously. “I’ve sent the readings to the labs in Ecuador, but I’m afraid the pieces will remain scattered if we can’t pinpoint the epicenter of the phenomenon-” “The Dark Zone.” Roener interjected without shifting his attention from the television screen. The young man looked at him curiously. “Sir?” “It is the point of origin,” Roener continued. “The light, and the energy it carries with it. It has spawned from

The ten Rank 8 Dark Race beings set off to attack as well the moment they saw that the situation did not favor them. The Apocalyptic Legion had faced great enemies they had never fought before. Compared to the war in Anchorage Base City or Confluence Base City, this war was a war like no other. The Apocalyptic Legion retreated upon being defeated. Each one of them was injured and on the verge of breaking down. Lucas retrieved a small tower from System Space. The small tower was black in color and seemed old. It had seven stories in total. Lucas threw the small tower into the air, and it suddenly enlarged. Subsequently, the Sky Tower fell and everything beneath it was crushed. Naturally, this