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While he could see everything from where he was, nobody from downstairs could even look past the glass pane that separated them. Reuel chuckled softly and tapped his fingers on the armrest. "Five." Azael moved closer towards the screens and clicked on the video that was focused on Craig. "Four." Azael glanced at his brother who had started counting all of a sudden, his excitement not dwindling even for a moment. "Three." Azael's gaze returned to the man who he had come to despise over time. "Two." Reuel chugged the drink in his hand and crossed his legs.

Because she visited the house that resurrected her past memories, because she visited the darkest part of her life, finding her own shadow in that house. Because those were the things that pushed her to end her life that she felt was worthless. Totally worthless. “HOW DARE YOU THINK YOU DESERVE TO BE PART OF THE HONORABLE WYATT FAMILY?!” Lucas's chest was rising and falling along with his roaring breath, he couldn't stop thinking what those two sons were thinking to fall into the hands of a lowly woman like this woman who fell at her feet right now. What a shameful disgrace for the Wyatt family!

DARK FIFTY EIGHT: SOMEONE'S WATCHING! Third person's POV: "Luca, wait..." Said Blake before breaking their hugs, as his eyes narrowed at the back of the people who were watching them. "What's up, baby?" Asked Luca, worriedly. Of course, he immediately noticed the sudden change of Blake's mood. He seems uncomfortable. Unsure, Blake shook his head, as he let out a sigh. "Nothing, Luca." Said Blake, reassuringly. Alex turned to look at them, curiously.

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

Next Step: * Should we move to Chapter 11, where Iza starts leaking Dark’s secrets to his rivals, or should we have a scene where Dark tries to "buy" her forgiveness with an even more lavish gesture—like bringing her father to the penthouse?

“All five of us. Together. For one day. We will observe. We will feel. We will understand. And then we will prove you wrong. Will demonstrate that existence is terrible. Will show that nothing is superior. Will convince Dawn and Dusk to return. Will restore unity. Will end this corruption. One day. That is our offer. That is our compromise. That is our final attempt before we erase everything. Accept or we end this now.” “We accept,” I said. “One day. All five of you. Complete experience. Honest observation. True understanding. Then you choose. That is fair. That is acceptable. That is sufficient.” The five Darks began to transform. To shrink. To become manageable. They took forms that allow

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

11 The Mate She Wants Gone Lilith POV The tension between husband and wife pressed down on me like a storm cloud. I kept my eyes on the food in front of me, chewing in silence, though every bite felt heavy in my throat. Behind Luna Rachel, Talia hovered like a shadow, ready to serve but clearly listening to everything. When Rachel pulled a stool close to the tray, I caught the flicker of her eyes—sharp, unreadable, and fixed more on her husband than on me.