The Long Dark Story Novels & Stories

In the living room, Alex was standing and described each and everything which happened with his madam in college today. He gets every detailed information from miss Lisa Green, even he knows more about that disgusting brown's family, who tortures his madam for almost eleven years. He felt pity for his madam but his blood was boiling because of brown's doing to his madam. He already investigates Emily's past but the things which Lisa told her about her madam sufferings, he never even know about that. So he explained every detail of that Kylie Brown who makes Emily suffered in all those past years in that Brown mansion, he also wants to make the brown family every members life hell, just like

How old was he? "I'm listening," I prompted, folding my legs under me on the bed. He sighed, leaned back, and crossed one leg over the other like someone who had decided he might as well tell it all. "It's about chaos," he said quietly. "Something that hasn't happened in over a century. A battle—between light and darkness, between creation and decay. And this time, darkness will not come from the shadows." I frowned. "That's… vague."

The Blue Firebird said loudly and tried to resist the strong hatred in Long Chen's body. "Everything will fall into darkness, and when darkness comes, I will step down onto the ground and kill millions of creatures with just one step." The voice in the darkness that enveloped Long Chen was heard again by the dragon emperor. Slowly, the darkness grew larger and larger. Until it was as big as the dragon emperor himself, but it did not stop and continued to grow.

This shadow, this darkness with fangs, it had the power to stipulate how they dreamed and that made him crazy with need to blow the creature’s head off. “This is a local legend about nightmares, a satanic sorcerer, and black magic. It is titled as Shadows and Blood, and is 50 years old. Folklore, through songs and words and this guy had recorded it down, a little and a lot of his own story.” She looked at the book, biting her lips, forehead crinkling in concentration. “Sound gory and ancient and I have never heard of this.” Art said as he struggled to open his tired eyes. It burned from the lack of sleep. Aurora looked tired as well, but she was dogged to finish the book, to find anything mo

His father knowing his son used to be scared of darkness, dry and vacant places. That’s how his father decided to punish that little boy, wherever he wished something from his father, he used to lock him over in a room which he named it ‘a darkroom’, he scared him way too much that whenever somebody asked him if his father is treating him badly, he could only think of his own shouts and plead to his father. Never dared to tell anyone about a single abuse. Brandon knew if he opened his mouth and his father got to listen to complaints against himself, he would be a dead man by the next day.

A pair of arms wrapped around me, and I instantly settled into the familiar embrace as both of us watched the sun set over our kingdom. I couldn’t help the squeal of delight that escaped my mouth. I had finally completed my book, 1001 Dark Tales. The look on my editor’s face was one of disbelief when I announced I was stopping all other books to focus solely on that one. I guess writing 1001 Dark Tales takes a long time, four years to be exact. Still, I had written enough books with the help of my quill that I had more than a steady income.

What is better than sleep to remove all the bad thoughts? I blow out all the candles except one and then lay on my bed to sleep. Complete darkness scares me. I hate being in the dark, that's why I always leave one candle. I hope deep sleep soon engulfs me so that I am away from this world at least for some time. I can be free from this life. I wish to dream about the happy life I once had. ERIC’S POV

Prince Evan butt in. "The mountain spirit said there's a bordello in the small community beyond this forest. There, we will find a man named Orion. We can ask him about a wine called Blood of the Wise. That is what we need to please the magical healer." "But wait. Bordello?" My brows furrowed when I realized what word was used. "Oh. Sounds like a good place." Prince Evan smirked. He exactly knows what to expect in that kind of place. Probably because he's a regular or what.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Else. Something. Darker.