The Ghost And The Darkness Novels & Stories

And I can give them that rest. “November! I will not let you do this!” I hear him yell behind me. I can see his reflection in the mirrors hung around the throne room. The veins pop out of his head as a dark cloud of darkness fills the room. But for the first time in a very long time, Sin isn’t fast enough. The ghouls seeking peace are faster. Before Sin can unleash his sword of darkness and smite the ghouls, the ten ghouls launch themselves at me all at once. They pass through me. Their entrance causes my breath to seize. My heart stops for a moment. Pain after pain eats me from the inside out. My body cannot move. Cold consumes me like I have been placed in a freezer.

I felt ropes of hot come coat the walls of my vagina then everything went dark. Sun rays warmed my face and I groaned. I turned multiple times and I realized I wasn't in my bed because I would be on the floor after the second turn. I stretched and a large strong hand wrapped around my waist. The hand pulled me and my back hit his hard chest. I was confused for a minute then everything that happened the night before came rushing to my head and I groaned.

But I almost jumped out of my seat when I saw something I was afraid to see emerge from the darkness. It was cloaked and it was not human! It floated in the air and seemed to have black smoke surrounding its body. Its hand is boney and shit! This is a ghost! It has red eyes that glow in the darkness and it's not just one, but many and they collide with the barrier that surrounds us that we just noticed. But I can hear their growls and I can sense their intent to harm. Every time I saw the barrier shaking, my fur rose even more.

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

"Looks like they're ready to make their appearance." Sarah's voice got lost as the crowd around them began murmuring, the sound growing louder and louder, filling the open space with noise. The murmuring continued until the lights cut fully plummeting the entire room and its occupants into darkness. A single spotlight flashed on and focused at the top of the stairs where Summer and Michael both stood now. Asher felt his breath catch as he stared at Summer. She looked like a fairy standing there with the light glowing around her.

They matched the size of the unknown. Godric held his chest. He had the feeling that the darkness would overwhelm him. He couldn't explain how this darkness could be so powerful that it touched even a ghost. The aura of the unknown was so powerful and haunting that Godric took a step back and dropped to his knees. The darkness seemed to weigh on his shoulders, trying to crush him. It wasn't just the young priest who felt like this, the other monks also seemed to have succumbed to this powerful aura. Amon held onto his staff and tried to defy the force, even if it was almost hopeless. "Don't let up!" He kept shouting encouragingly.

Christopher and Zyter exchanged a fierce glance, their determination unshakeable. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the Blood Ghosts emerged from the darkness. They materialized before the hunters, their red eyes glowing with malice. The sight sent shivers down Christopher's spine, but he steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly. The Ghosts were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless.

Although he has been living in it since his childhood still the memories make him uncomfortable and unable to think of reason in the darkness. He felt like a pair of eyes was watching him from the darkest side of the room so he opened his right eyelid slightly to see if there is a ghost watching over him to kill him the moment he saw it or if there was nothing but the same terrifying darkness that scares him more than ghosts. After peeking for a second, he realized that there's nothing on that corner and sighed. Although he is a big bad mafia still there are a few things he is afraid of like female ghosts in a white saree holding a candle but the worst part would be her eyes staring right th

For no matter how powerful and skillful a dark entity might be, either it will be a ghoul, a hallow and especially a shadow. Nothing can stay standing and upright face to face and with the menacing presence when it comes to the embodiment of the sins. “Well, where was I heading again?” He lazily whispers the words. Just in time, the perfect moment when the dim lighted hallway that he is just walking through suddenly stretches. Not an optical illusion, nor a product of one’s imagination, but it turns into a long road where the end is still shrouded in darkness. “Alright. Let’s hear it once and for all.”

she went back to the gap looked at the stars as she talked to herself. she wished her life was perfect like what the neighbors thought of it. she went down on her knees and pleaded before going to bed. Baraka, the boy living subsequent house to mercy, was at the dining table by himself, his parents were out on a business trip as usual. after he’s done with his meal, he went to bed, took his phone and called mercy to say goodnight. ‘‘I can bill the gloom in your speech even from the phone, so what’s going on with you?’’ baraka commanded