The Ghost And The Darkness Novels & Stories

Will began to ask. “How did I get so close?” Ghost finished. “Without anyone noticing. Hmm…” he used the gun to scratch his temple for a moment and then pointed it back at them. “I’m the monster in the dark. The one under your bed. The one your parents warn you about. Oh wait… your parents wouldn’t warn you about anything. They’ve been trying to sacrifice you to the darkness for years,” he said with feigned contrition. “What do you want?” Will asked. His eyes darted around, looking for the captain or any signs of the security he promised them. But there was no movement.

I fastened my pace as much as heel allowed me, and with that, the heartbeat got triggered with I saw a shadow almost crossing my shadow, I turned my head to some degree and found out I wasn’t dreaming about the shadow, I panicked and literally darted into some shop, at least, it had some folks to dampen my adrenaline rush. I faked to shop at the stationery shop so people better not find me suspicious, I was going through the aisles, brushing my finger on the products hanging but my concentration was on the paranormal being following me, is it a ghost?

Something worse. Something hollow. Something rewritten. Their eyes stared blankly forward, pupils flooded with silver, their bodies thin threads of light suspended inside the spirals like captured ghosts. “No,” she choked, reaching toward them. “No—no, please—” “They are echoes,” the darkness said. “Caught in the place you broke.” “I didn’t— I couldn’t—” “You already did.” The spirals narrowed— And Kael’s mouth moved. Not like Kael. Slow. Mechanical.

I turned back again and tried to shake off the feeling, but it only grew stronger with each step I took. Suddenly, I heard a blood-curdling scream right in front of me. I froze, unable to move or breathe as a ghastly shadowy apparition materialized before me. It had a pale, almost translucent body that seemed to flicker in and out of existence but it was dark , like the shade of coal. I was rubbed my eyes hard to determine if it was real or I was imagining. But the apparition let out another ear-piercing scream before disappearing into thin air, almost hitting me on my forehead as I fell back on the ground , screaming.

I have also learned how they refer to each other. A person named Night is a twilight lyceum; this means protectors of the twilight and carries the virus to create other lyceums. Chanco means protectors of the night. The twilight is what they call the shadow realm. The shadow realm is the term given to the plane between day and night; it is a world within itself. The only way I can explain it is a dimension just outside of our reality.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

On that occasion a group hired by the fucking gangsters tried to take my head to their boss, unfortunately for them we knew about the operation so they did not achieve their goal but there were casualties and injuries, including Max. After that little attempt, both the mob boss and everyone involved in the plan to assassinate me woke up with a fucking bullet in the head, courtesy of me and Claus. In this world, in my world you earn respect in many ways, I have built it in many unusual ways, the organization I lead is not even a shadow of what it used to be when I took over it. I have only been the head of Darkness for 8 years and I must say that although it was hard for me to get here, I won

Naomi asked, she shook her head, “a ghoul? That’s what Jeremy has become?” “But he is already dead, his soul has dispersed, never to be reborn again.” “Oh my God,” she covered her mouth with her hands, “this is all too much to take in. I mean, what the hell are you?” “My host is many things but me, I am Darkness.”

However, after losing my magic, I could only watch it being dragged into the darkness by the branches. The last wailing of the horse came from the darkness, and then there was a sound similar to chewing bones.The voice sounded terrifying, and no one knew what kind of monster was hidden in the dark. "I thought the Ghost Forest was just a legend!"William leaned nervously to my side, his golden eyes staring at the black hole in front of him. "She used to be!"I said, "However, with the return of Black Wolf Baker, all dark-related substances will come back from the dead.""