This Present Darkness Ebook Novels & Stories

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

The Darkness pushed as I clenched my fist, closed my eyes, and began to hum, using the humming to block out the voice of the Darkness and focus my intention on blocking out the Darkness's ploy. The Darkness's voice, a persistent whisper, echoed in the depths of my mind. It promised it threatened, it persuaded, but I remained steadfast. I knew its true intentions, its insatiable hunger for power and souls. My twins were innocent, mere infants, and I would protect them at all costs.

How long have we been down here? Days? Weeks? I didn't know anymore. Time meant nothing in this dark and gloomy place without windows and without sunshine. The only things that broke up the monotony of our suffering were when they brought our food or when we were taken to the room where we were ‘taught to be good girls’ who obeyed. The door at the end of the corridor slammed open, startling the shit out of me. I flinched, pain shooting through my ribs. Not again. Please not again…

But faith is an ephemeral quality. It is a candle lit in a storm of untrammelled air, waiting to be extinguished the moment there is darkness within. She slept better that night than she had in months. No darkness quiet. No sudden heat flash, no clatter of high heels thrumming in her bones. Only quiet. Terrible, holy quiet. And when she awoke, the sun was already bright in the windows, warm and gentle. Her body was leaden, but not with fear—simply with being human.

It was for me alone. > “We are coming for you… child of the divided dawn.” A shiver wracked my entire body. > “We will not allow the bringer of light to survive.” My heart slammed hard enough to hurt. > “One light cannot hold all darkness.” And then the whisper turned cold. Hungry. > “We will claim what is ours.” The last trace of darkness retreated into the earth, disappearing like ink sinking into water. Silence fell again. Except this time, it was the wrong kind of silence.

Now back at the secluded cottage>>>>> The woman saw more and oh, that darkness that they followed, that darkness that led them, that darkness that wanted to rule, causing blood to spill as that darkness, enjoyed the blood and slashes, the darkness also taking what the darkness wanted. "A darkness descends, blood, so much blood, a tempest of blood and steel, power, brother against brother, friend against friend. A land that shall weep, and the cries of the innocent that will go unheard and that one death that might change everything", the woman's lips moved as these words came out of her mouth in hushed tones that felt so heavy in the air. As it played out more to her, her face contorted, it

Her Pov: I don't know how long I was in that darkness luring around. No dreams, no nightmare, but only darkness. But this darkness is somehow familiar to me. I want to hide in it and never come out of it. I just want to bury myself deep within the darkness. I don't have the energy to fight with this darkness anymore. I could feel someone touching me. A very light feather like touch, but his touch alone dragged me out of the darkness. The darkness I have been caged in for a long time..

He shall not be returning. And thus darkness has met with light and now both have something in common. ****** This story is completely Based on Fiction. *****

You have to say goodbye to your freedom and every action you do must be calculated… there’s no room for mistakes. On the next cry of the rooster, the sacred door would open towards the present and you can’t do anything to escape that. He remembered her words again. Is there really a present place? If so… am I a part of the future or in the past? The world I’m living right now has a king, queen, princes, princesses, soldiers… A lot dies and a lot are misjudged for the things they didn’t do. I wonder what place does the present have. Do they have their freedom? If so… they must be lucky. He is known as someone mischievous and playful in their palace, but he knows that deep within lies a kid so

she said He sat up and looked away from her "There are so many things you probably won't understand" he said "Then let me in. Let me into your world" she said as she sat up beside him "My world is dark and you can't get in!" He yelled as he turned to face her "Then let me be your light. Let me bring you out of this darkness that is hovering all over you" she cried as she placed her hands on his shoulders "Light and darkness aren't supposed to meet," he said sadly as he lowered his head to touch hers