The Ghost And The Darkness Novels & Stories

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

He won't. He won't see what I've become. What I have always been. Because my stepmother was right. The girl he loves—the sister he trusts—is gone. In her place stands a stranger wearing her skin. A vessel for a darkness that will never see light. A keeper of secrets. A monster. The last embers in the hearth give a final, desperate hiss. Die over half-burned logs. Darkness descends—complete. Absolute. I stand within it. A ghost.

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

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

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

It was then he saw a ghost on his chest, devouring his body with its sharp fangs. He began beating his chest like a mad man, the immense force moments away from shattering his organs. At the same time, Xyris was getting annoyed with the ghosts grinding away at her sanity. “No, they are not ghosts. It’s the Dark Soul Spell!” Xyris immediately returned to her senses. According to the Maddox Scripture, the Dark Soul Spell was one evil enchantment. Kodoku practitioners placed Kodoku parasites on mass graves, absorbing foul forces in the area to become the Dark Soul Spell.

His eyes lingered on the empty space across the room, as if expecting someone to fill it. Two souls, awake in the dark. Both haunted. Both scarred. Both carrying shadows they didn’t yet understand. And neither knew how deeply their ghosts were already intertwined. ______________

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

She sinks into the darkness, the blue of her eyes fading. I reach out, wanting to follow. But I can’t. My legs are frozen in place, the sweeping ice of the shadows sink into me, chilling me to the bones. My mouth opens, wanting to scream. To tell her to come back. Nothing comes out. And the darkness swallows me whole.