Romans & histoires Treacherous Light Of The Depths

"Light always needs a source of energy, darkness does not need a source of energy. Therefore, darkness will always beat the light. One day when light disappears the darkness will prevail." --Smash Hits MELODY POV "What role will I play in taking down the bad boy trafficker?" Jordan asked before throwing another small pebble into the water. We watched in silence as the tiny stone fractured the surface of the water, creating big waves as it skated on the moonlit surface before settling with a tiny pop. The blackness under the sparkling surface swallowed it whole without mercy, stealing it from our sight and dragging it to the world of the unknown that lay beneath the pitch blackness. The waves

This made them ill-suited to take on the responsibilities associated with their parent's role. For those who had lost their mates or were unable to find them, the Zura were not just an alternative but a divine gift, a shimmering ray of hope in a world darkened by solitude and uncertainty. The Zura bore a mark bestowed upon them by the gods themselves, a mark that appeared on their necks in the shape of a lightning bolt. The lightning bolt mark symbolized a divine connection that transcended mere chance or choice. It was believed that the gods had chosen these blessed individuals to be a beacon of companionship and legacy preservation for those who had lost their destined mates.

" Just like that, I snuffed out the last bit of hope he was clinging to. At the same time, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. Samuel's grip on me, his relentless obsession—it just stopped working. He could not hold me down anymore. I felt myself starting to float up, lighter and freer. I glanced down to see Samuel staring up at me, panic-stricken. He began to thrash around wildly, reaching out for me as his voice faded away, "Take me with you, Yocelyn! I feel like I'm stuck..." I did not look back. He was left behind, forever trapped in that tiny graveyard. I guess that was his own obsession, the one thing that kept him prisoner.

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

She wanted her to feel to the last moments of her life, just as she did when was on the surface with Miguel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Maria and Juan arrived at Miguel's home where the ritual was to take place. They prepared everything they needed and sat down in a circle. Following the instructions in the book, Maria drew an inverted pentagram on the floor with chalk and in the center she wrote the names of the Lords of the Underworld: Samael and Lilith. In the very center of the pentagram she placed Lilith's amulet and a black feather as a symbol of Samael. Then Mary lit three black candles and passed one to each of those present, and lit incense from her candle. Then she began reciting a Latin fo

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

I chuckled and sited on my bed, "Now you're calling me Yveon? Anyway, we’re not even close for you to call me Sid." "Just answer my question, Yveon." I could sense the danger in his voice and I think I saw his eyes changing from black to red. What’s really up with this guy? "I don't like you, Triton. I don't like your presence. I don't like your existence. I dislike you, that are the answer, and i don't know why." He calmed down and I saw his eyes becoming color brown again. What the hell is happening on his eyes?

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

Until he came out the door, he glance at me evilly. Ruin me? That's my line. Is it? And my life already a messed. It causes Calvary! But I don't care, that's what I want. War!