Novel & Cerita The Darker Side Of Nonsense

He leaned forward and smirked. I looked at Nicolas from the corner of my eyes and girl, he was looking directly at us. That blonde in his arms, was blabbering and giggling at something but he was listening to nothing, on the other hand throwing daggers at us. His eyes became dark and jaw clenched. "Time to make you feel what I felt, Mr. Grumpy Criminal." I murmured under my breath and broke the eye contact with him. "Did you say something." The stranger asked.

Walking down again into the mausoleum, the dark hallway that's not at all dangerous swallows me up again as I pass through it. It's like that dark magic that Machiv was talking about. Not necessarily dangerous, just the perception of it, I suppose. I've been somewhat scared of the dark since I was young, but gradually have come to learn through my life that it's nothing dangerous about it. Dark Magic might imply that too in it's basic concept. It's not the dark itself. It's what the dark is used by, what inhabits it, that could possibly be sinister. It's not the deep shadows themselves that want that, maybe never could want it to begin with.

I said using my fingers to make quotation marks. We both laughed. “Why couldn’t you just ask me on a real date, what was up with all the in the dark business,” I asked. “It really was just a fantasy of mine. I wanted to meet someone who had no idea who I was, who my family was, someone who would just be a clean slate, even playing field.” I laughed hysterically.

“What?!“ Richard Tyson had his fist clenched in boiling fury. “It was Ursula. I think this is one of her schemes to have me pander to her every sexual whim.“ Arthur spoke with much assurance, narrating in detail his encounter with her earlier. “That scheming witch!“ Richard rasped. His fury was evident in his blue eyes. “Wait till I get my hands on her.“ “Ursula's one thing. The press is another. How could they buy a story so absurd as this?“ Arthur threw the crumpled magazine in a waste bin. “How could they not?“ Richard retorted. “You're one absurd personality. Your absurdity clicked perfectly with the story's.“ Richard gave a fake beam, rubbing at his jawline. “Are you trying to get me ca

It's like a knot in a ball of yarn, too tight to undo, leaving the only option to cut it away completely. Would it be better if I never knew? Could I live with the peace that ignorance brings, or would the not knowing gnaw at me forever? There’s safety in not understanding, in pretending the world isn’t falling apart around me. But I know I'm lying to myself. I’m a coward. I take a deep swig from the liquor, the taste bitter on my tongue. It’s my tenth glass, maybe more—I lost count hours ago. My head spins as I stand, nearly collapsing under the weight of my own drunkenness. How the hell am I supposed to drive home like this?

Kai mumbled as he drove home. 'Scary and clever.' Elise thought as she kept reminiscing about their interaction, especially their gazes that were filled with dark promises. All of a sudden, she was irked. Something was not right. She sensed it. She knew it. The twins gave off mysterious vibes, rendering her incapable of deciphering what was happening. She was usually a smart person. But now, her mind was a mush and she couldn't comprehend anything. It was as if everything was spiraling out of control and if she didn't handle it in time, she'd be the one losing.