The Grin Of The Dark Romane & Geschichten

’ Elize thought *********** Dark noticed that in the other house, two women and one man were staring at him. He even frowned when he saw the man's familiar face. "Dark." Dark looked at Trans. He's got Black cards "It's morning," Dark complains. "You know that each second many people die in this world." Says Trans. Dark switched off the treadmill, then wiped off the sweat and approached Trans. He took six black cards and went through them one after the other. "I already told this one, the stubbornness," Dark said

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening.

it spoke. The old woman looked down with her sagging eyes and gave out a wicked smile that made the air around them seem colder than it was before. She held her crooked fingers and laid them on the glowing crystal as her eyeballs start to judder and turn to black, like swirling voids of darkness nestling in her face. A scene was shown before her and only she was able to see it. It was so fascinating for her that it made her smile grew wider, filled with malice. "I see we have another magician in the Pavilion, Olivia."

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

"I'll ask you one last time. Why did you betray us?" The man on the throne-like chair leaned forward and folded his hands as he looked at his prey in the eye. His forest green eyes were barely devoid of any emotion. His chestnut brown hair was disheveled and his dark blue tie lay loosened around his neck. Even if he did not show any emotion, a dark and dangerous air filled the room, forcing everyone to suck in a deep breath. The beast was about to unleash its wrath and they could only pray to stay alive at the end of the day and watch the sunrise again.

A grin spread across her face, a lifeless creepy grin. "MoonStones." She said, widening her grin. Her voice filled with hatred and dripping mockery. Sebestian paid her no reaction. "And their never ending delusions." She shook her head, with the grin still plastered on her face, and that made her look ...... wrong. "You should be careful now boy," Another Grim Fang female Elder, in black robe and witch hat stepped in, her words came out in slow motion, it sounded like she was chanting a spell. "You are delusional if you think you've got any respect on this table," and then she turned to me,

He uses and disregards you like a leprosy, this won't be any different. Dark collected the spear on the mirror and used his right index finger to clean off the remaining blood there and lick it, tasting it slowly with his tongue then putting his whole finger inside his mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned loudly. The metallic taste of blood was intoxicating him and he couldn't wait to have more. In fact he wanted it right now. Growling slowly, he opened his eyes and saw his black eyes shiny a brief red before it faded away. He grinned at himself in the mirror.

Why me? He is a man of darkness, there are no feelings in his world, no will, no consent, no love, no respect and no kindness. He would use me, ruin me the way he wants, play with me as he desires and I can't do anything. I can't do anything at all. Once he is done with me then he will discard me like trash. I can't be saved from his wicked tortures and games. He is a psycho and everyone knows that. My world shattered!

My muscles tensed, my jaw clenched, and I wished I could mind link with Matt and come up with some sort of plan. He tightened his grip on Ginevra and said nothing. I felt the moments ticking by. “Don’t bother,” he said lightly. “Neither of you are strong enough to take me on and make it all the way inside.” He smirked. “Not even together.” The moonlight cast an eerie glow on his face, making it more monstrous. My breath caught as I looked into his eyes. He was unhinged. He looked like a creature consumed by madness. The sinister grin that twisted his lips sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't shake the feeling that we were facing something truly malevolent.