We Are All The Same In The Dark Novels & Stories

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.

“I know mom, we’ll be safe.” Actually tomorrow we’re going to the woods to fight a vicious werewolf descended from a centuries-old pack of killers called the Dark Ones. After tomorrow you might never see me again or if something happens to Hayden, I’ll never be happy again, but no biggy! She wished she could say these thoughts out loud, to express how stressed and worried she was. She wished she could hug her mom tightly and let her know how much she and her dad meant to her, tell them that they were doing this so people like them could be safe too; but she couldn’t. Hayden arrived shortly after. He was dressed in stretchy gym pants and a sleeveless black t-shirt with an image of a beautiful

he whispers. “It never does,” I say. “But it was, Jeremy, it was enough, you were enough.” He collapses against me again and I hold him while the sky gets lighter and lighter, pink and orange spreading across the horizon like the world doesn’t know it’s supposed to stop turning when someone dies. And somewhere in the distance, I hear birds starting to sing. The world moving forward. Even though Jeremy’s ended.

Held it. And everything went dark. ***

Metal crunched. Then—darkness. ---

Ina had been born. The club lived. A universe of light and darkness, where sin ran rampant, and secrets were exchanged under bass beats. Music thudded off walls like a pulse, neon illuminating a dangerous sheen on bodies in motion to the rhythm of the night. Ina came, the heel of her shoe clicking against marble, and eyes following involuntarily without so much as a thought. Power. Freedom. Danger. She breathed it all. Tonight, she was not Lily. Tonight, she was better. She was unbeatable.

He would ruin my mood. After dinner, I went to my cabin to rest but I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep again so I just decided to go up on the top deck and get some fresh air. I hold onto the railings and stared at the dark sea in front. Even with the moonlight, the sea is still so dark. It looks so calm on the surface but who knows what are the dangers awaiting beneath it. Even if it's dangerous, I couldn't help but adore it. I wonder how Helion will kill me? Because if I will make the choice, I rather be drowned in such a wonderful sea. Dying under waters is everyone's horror, but for me I think it's a lot more noble. After all, dying in the place you love is better.

He answered her. “What makes you think I can defeat this darkness?” She asked. “Because young She-wolf, the darkness is already in you.” Felan looked at him surprised. “Every species is born with the same amount of light and dark in them. Because you have already had internal battles your light has won and the darkness in you has faded. But No one’s darkness can never be truly snuffed out, nor can the light.”

I love him and I'll be willing to always be there for him--even in my dark days. Enrique's appointment as the new CEO finally came, and Lyza and I came together to Brampton. Mila and Sophie were there to fetch us to the venue and Lyza were just cool about it--if any, they pretty much got along quickly. Maybe because they were elites and they have their own language to understand themselves immediately. When we finally got to the venue, I was a little confused since it was quiet and it seemed like there were no other people aside from us. And then my favorite song suddenly played, as the center floor slowly lights up--it was glass, and inside were my favorite flowers.

They matched the size of the unknown. Godric held his chest. He had the feeling that the darkness would overwhelm him. He couldn't explain how this darkness could be so powerful that it touched even a ghost. The aura of the unknown was so powerful and haunting that Godric took a step back and dropped to his knees. The darkness seemed to weigh on his shoulders, trying to crush him. It wasn't just the young priest who felt like this, the other monks also seemed to have succumbed to this powerful aura. Amon held onto his staff and tried to defy the force, even if it was almost hopeless. "Don't let up!" He kept shouting encouragingly.