The Heart Of Darkness Novels & Stories

She once searched for absolution from her duties but knew it would never be granted. Several minutes slipped away before she painstakingly set the ledger on the third shelf. She knew that before sunrise, she would add the second name. It was the second name she was having trouble accepting. It was the second name she could not admit to. Sitting at the desk, unsure of what to do, it finally came to her. Retrieving a blank journal from the second drawer, she opened the cover. After reflecting on a single word, she began her story. “Darkness,” she again whispered.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

Yes, that was also Nadir's job - collecting male sperm for incubus. Now, filled with life-giving energy, she walked down the street, invisible to people. Nadir was able to dissolve into thin air when she didn't want all the men's eyes on her. Suddenly, a car flashed past Nadir, which was full of suffering, sadness and complete despair. It worked on her as a bait. No demon could resist the feeling of such misfortune. Nadir ran in a demonic speed, thanks to which she quickly caught up with the car. It stopped in front of a small tenement house, the owner of the car got out and slowly "crawled" to the front door. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a little bit of facial hair, black hair,

"Seek the Heart, protect the Haven. But be warned, for the shadows of the past are not just memories. They live, they watch, and they hunger for the Heart's return." As the echoes of the Old One's voice faded away, we were left in stunned silence, the weight of our destiny pressing down on us. The lost Heart of the Haven was not just a relic; it was the key to the survival of our world. And somewhere, in the depths of the Veiled Haven or beyond, it awaited — as did the shadows that once sought its power. The race to find the Heart had begun, and with it, a journey that would challenge the very core of our bond and destiny.

The darkness has now finally covered the sunset. The darkness wins against the Sun now. Of course, this time will come. There's a time that the Sun will beat the Darkness and on this point of time, Darkness beat the Sun. I ran while my heart is beating erratically, the beat of my heart is like a thunderbolt ranging the whole place. I did not stop from running until I saw the place where I could hide. I hide inside of a small compartment in this ship. The smokes are covering the whole place and the loud shots of guns didn't stop even earlier. It all started maybe a half hours ago and until now, it's not yet done.

She’d snuck into the forbidden library with a boy who didn’t speak much, who had bruises on his back and fire in his eyes. Ethan. And together, they’d read books that even the patriarchs feared to open. One of those books spoke of “The Heart of the House.” It remembers every blood that’s been spilled in its name. But none of the books said it was real. She thought it was symbolic. A metaphor for the darkness rooted in this land. Now she stood before it. And it was awake. Ethan’s face in the blood began to blur. At the same moment, the manor groaned. Not an earthquake—but something deeper. Like a beast shifting underground.

I admit. I know I am playing stupid since I saw this video when I met with Ghaazi. They told me a bit about this ability, but something tells me that Hamal might know more about it than they did. “It is called the heart of darkness. A vampire with this ability can store their heart outside of their body. Essentially they can’t be killed. They have someone they trust to guard their heart and keep it safe. The last vampire to have this ability went feral after his beloved was killed. A hunters guild went after him, but they couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t die. Finally, the guild that Denali belongs to had to get involved, and they figured it out. The

"He isn't just killing the pack anymore. He’s going for the source. Look." She pointed toward the center of the subterranean forest. There, the roots converged into a singular, colossal pillar of white light—the Heart of the World-Tree. It was the anchor of all lycanthropic life, the thing that gave every wolf their flame, their strength, and their spirit. But the white light was being choked.

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

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