The Ghost And The Darkness Novels & Stories

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.

It was my first lesson. "In shadows deep, where veiled destinies entwine, beware the lover of darkness, a harbinger of the twilight's demise. As the frosty glow of ghostly eyes descends, your flames shall wane, and the dark dream walker, a spectral wraith, shall unravel the threads of your soul. In this fateful encounter, heed the prophecy whispered by the ancient winds: 'When darkness embraces love, thy end draws nigh.'" She said and pulled away. A surge moved through me, trying to give me a vision but failing because somehow I might have resisted.

I must have fallen asleep but I wasn’t sure for how long. When I opened my eyes again, the room was really dark but I could see a figure standing in front of me. I reached over to turn the lamp on beside me and I saw that Lucas was sitting beside me anymore. And the figure in front of me was that same redheaded vampire that I saw in the woods that night. I reached for the button to alert security but she held her hand up, showing me that she had it in her hand and she put her finger over her lips, telling me to be quiet as she slowly started walking towards my bed.

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?

The demon definitely caught his attention. “You would eat my soul, what else?” He answered without second thoughts. Damien made it clear in the past that he would. “Yes, but aren’t you curious of what would happen next?” Chris is seeing memories as usual but the surrounding suddenly started collapsing. The scene shattered like fragile glass and then the scene turned into pitch dark. He felt the ground he was standing on shook, he felt the ground opened and he fell. Chris heard himself gasped, he is continuously falling. He tried closing his eyes but it did no comfort.

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. ______________