The Darkest Hour Novel Novels & Stories

"That is what the novel is about. The dark is the experience. The return is life. The dark changes you, but you do not stay in the dark. You come back, and you live, and the change is in the living." They sat with this. The coffee was finished. The morning light was growing—January light, still low, still cold, but growing. The eighth year had begun. The dark was behind them, not in the sense that there would be no more dark—there would be plenty of dark in January and February—but in the sense that they knew what the dark was for. The dark was for the coming back. The dark was for the light's return.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

Placing the quilt over me I start to read the book until my eyes feel heavy. I don't know when I fell asleep but I woke up and it was pitch black around me in the room. Trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness I rub my eyes with my hands for a bit and come to my senses. Hearing a sound coming from the chair in the room I turn my head that way and when my eyes fall on his yellow glowing eyes I'm fully awake at the instant. Fear instantly takes over my body. He has found me here! Hauling my body further up in the bed my heart is about to beat out of my chest. I have to get away!

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 64 ****** Oliver had the longest night ever as he couldn't sleep but kept tossing around for the night to be over so he could go to the Dark Shadow Hill. He wasn't going to tell a soul about it, all he needed to do was sneak out of the house as early as he could to the place to discover something. He had water and a little food to sustain him in case things got messy. He was scared of this journey but he tossed aside all of his fears. If he was a Lycan King as they claimed, he should be prepared for anything and not get scared.

The best spot, the middle, wasn't available since they were practically hugging each other. In the end you spooned up behind Gemma since she was closer and her ass was looking particularly nice. You yanked a blanket off of a nearby chair and carefully tucked the three of you in, though your feet stuck out the bottom, and draped your arm across them both. "Love you," you said quietly into the darkness. Neither of them replied they were so out. * * * * * "Mmm, fuck," you groaned as you were jostled awake. "Sorry," Sabrina whispered. It was dark and she was somewhere above and to the side of you, climbing over you and Gemma.

“When I found out the kind of people I was dealing with, I had to take away everything related to the darkness because I never knew what they had in mind.” “What does the unbinding have to do with the darkness?” Justin asked. “If Edmond is set free. The darkness would become one with him and Weston Hills will fall. The world will follow.” “I can't let that happen.” Janeka said with more optimism. “You won't let it.” Nevada corrected. “This book has everything you need to know about the darkness, and the unbinding. You have to stop the darkness from returning. The world would burn if you let it happen.” Nevada said.

She took a step back and kept some distance between them. Natelie, pretending not to notice, moved even closer. Wendy did not realize she was standing near a champagne tower. Natelie's eyes flickered before she suddenly gasped and lunged toward Wendy. Wendy stepped back on instinct, and her elbow hit the table. The champagne tower collapsed instantly. The glasses shattered, and golden liquid spilled everywhere. Without thinking, Lucas shielded Natelie. Wendy crashed to the ground. Glass shards pierced her skin. The floor was a mixture of her blood and champagne.

I closed my eyes and curled my body into a ball. Maybe I can just drown myself in here. I let the darkness consume me, wishing it would be forever. I never want to wake up again only to find myself still in this place...