Therapy After Dark Novels & Stories

My heart in my throat, I slammed the door behind me, settling down on the dressing chair, my mind replaying the events in the red room. I let out a breath. Brush it off, Eve... get ready for Monday, do whatever it takes to get your father back on his feet. I picked up the wipe, rubbing my face off the make-up, and going out of being Eve to Meave. You can also take me for example... Mr. Geffrey wasn't the only one with secrets. I too, lived two lives, one in the light, and the other in the dark. Meave Delaney was a completely different person in the light, but come dark, she becomes Eve.

Seer of Argedon said as Therak approached her “Just spare me that, did you also noticed the failure of your Creatures” Therak said snarling angrily at Seer of Argedon “I sensed failure but never mind about that, I have a potion that will make them stronger and faster, the dagger stand no chance against my potion” Seer of Argedon spoked as she abruptly stood on her feet revealing her void face which was filled extreme darkness “You better make sure it works this time around”Therak spoke angrily

As I lay there thinking, I questioned how I could get myself hopeful of killing the bastard again. It took me close to a year of therapy to forget my fear of darkness. I felt empty as I stared blankly at the ceiling of the room. Here I was, trapped again, with no way of escape. I had tried to attack Lenard Lee, and he wasn’t happy about it. The days after this would be torture.

I order before exiting the room. **** Location: Red blood pack (visitors room) Mrs Dark POV. "Trigger your healing Drake and quit unnecessary winces" I assist him off the ground. "It ain't easy mom,they're broken beyond repair" he complains. "You bloody lair,nothing is extremely broken for our enhanced healing,not even destroyed eyes" I smack his head. "Am guessing these are worse than destroyed eyes" he groan's. "They aren't,you still talk dummy,they can be healed, trigger your healing because we've got catching up to do" I state.

That was when Stephan regained him self and stood up to follow Damian The moment they left, Thera placed her hand in her chest and breath down “ oh my God, what was that” Thera has been internally dying upon seeing Stephan, she took all her might to control her emotions, her father always told her during training “ Thera you have to know how to control your emotion, keep them in check always” But why does her heart beat this fast when he is around, why is she attracted to him, Thera continually grumbled before she snapped out of it She picked up her phone and made a call “ I need you to gather every details on the shadows for the past five years, I also what every details about their origin

Which was very much possible. While Xavier was away with Xander. Meryl, Anessa and I spent most of the day gossiping or shopping. Sometimes both. We were currently at the blood bank and Healing centre for Supernaturals. My hair kept changing colors and that wasn't just it. My eyes too were now changing colors so Meryl said she knew someone at the Healing centre that could help us. Apparently this person has the answer to anything and everything. "We're here to see Haer." Meryl tells the Receptionist or whatever.

It was also the night Arch-Necromancer Shepard had planned to free the Darkness from its first seal by the blood of my twins. The essence of the Darkness had taken hold of me immediately after I blacked out, turning the whites of my eyes to a sickening grey. I now hid my eyes with sunglasses to keep people unsuspecting, complaining of migraines and low blood consumption. Uncle Oskar had taken me back to the Manor after the ritual, telling everyone I had been attacked by some random hunter, and thankfully everyone believed him. Once alone, Uncle Oskar got to work and immediately injected me with a patchwork remedy, which he described as a liquid ward against evil. He said it was a concoction

He murmured, "She's just lying there anyway, like she's already gone, not using her eyes. Might as well give them to someone who really needs them." A shadow of pity passed over the doctor's face as he said, "But… What if Ms. Yocelyn Carden wakes up one day?" "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." In that instant, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Was Samuel planning to give my cornea to Amelia? Was he willing to leave me blind? I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling, as I slowly backed away from Samuel. Watching them together, so lovey-dovey, a wave of icy dread spread through me.

Sister Helena continued, "whatever attacked Meredith that night... it's not finished with her yet." Mr Adrian bit his lip, staring at the slightly open clinic window. Outside, the night breeze blew softly. And in the darkness of the garden, a pair of red eyes stared back inside. Sister Helena sat on one of the chairs in the clinic room, her hands still trembling. Mr Adrian leaned against the wall, his breathing still slightly labored. They both knew what they had seen was not normal. Sister Helena turned to Meredith, who had fallen back to sleep. The girl's breathing had stabilised, but her body still looked tired - as if her soul had just gone through something very horrible.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"