When Darkness Ends Tonight Novels & Stories

Their smiles seemed to move, as if whispering one last message to those who still carried their story in their hearts: “No darkness lasts forever. No love is ever truly lost. We are home.” The screen faded to white. And beneath the final glow of sunlight, golden letters appeared: “The End.”

At the Sweethearts' Light Festival, I head to Truelove Bridge to film vlog footage for my wedding next month. But through the camera's viewfinder, I spot my younger sister, Mona Jensen. Standing right beside her is my fiance, Weston Shaw—who is supposed to be working overtime at the office tonight. As Mona browses a vendor's stall, the strap of her bag slips off her shoulder. Weston catches it almost on instinct and casually slings it over his own shoulder. The glittery, sequined bag, covered in plush charms, looks absurdly out of place against his tailored dark gray suit. Maybe it's just a coincidence. Yet, the bag remains on his shoulder. People stream past them down the crowded stree

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

The stern look on his face softens and he let's go of my hands making me let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "I'll be gentle with you but I can't promise to be patient." With that being said he shadows himself out of the room turning into Dark smoke and disappearing. I suddenly missed his closeness. My hands automatically move to core between my legs. I'm not one bit surprised at how wet I was for him.

Naomi and Wayne stood at the center, each holding a child, looking every bit the picture of a perfect family of four. I stood silently in the crowd, watching that scene. Taking a bite of matcha cake, the sweetness on my tongue turned bitter. Without sparing them another glance, I walked out of the hotel. Sliding into the car Wayne had once given me with matching license plates, the cold voice of the system filled my head, and dizziness overtook me. "Host, your departure time has arrived. Countdown: three, two, one…" I closed my eyes. From that moment on, Arden Sharpe no longer existed in this world.

~ If only tonight, If this is all I got, If I can't have your love, I won't get back up this time. If only tonight, I'll race you to the sun, before the morning comes, if I can change your mind. It's only tonight, and tomorrow you're gone, and we're just a song, singing along...~ Music blasted on the speakers. She sang along with the song, driving down the gravelly road. The wind rushed in through the open windows, blowing her auburn hair around. The road was surrounded by a thick forest on either side.

“Boy.” I loved my husband. I loved my daughter. I loved my friends. Most of all, I loved my life. I had never imagined how one night could change everything, but it had. In the most spectacular way, love struck. Ignited and burned more brightly than the hottest sun. It brought us together, tied us to one another. One spilled drink. One glance. One magical night. The End

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

I don’t know what type of person I would be if it weren't for her, if I would be evil like him or a complete basket case locked away in some mental hospital. My ever-pleasing normal life was all I’d ever want at that point, I had one brush with the chaos and darkness in the world, and I didn’t find it appealing. I sat down at the end of the day and watched a little bit of the news to see the bad things before I put on some old sitcom and drank a glass of wine. “A fire disrupted shipping in the east bay tonight as three warehouses went up in a blaze, the fire department is working hard to keep the inferno contained,” I grabbed my glass of wine and switched over the TV.

I had no idea how that mafia crap worked. "I get it," Ben broke the silence. "You're not sure, but no one's rushing you. It's your decision to make. I'd love to stay, but I need to get going; I want to get some things taken care of before my vacation ends. Are we still on for five o clock tomorrow?" "Yeah," Adam answered. "Okay. I'll see you all tomorrow." "Bye." I looked at Nightingale, who was now sleeping in my arms. It was amazing how one look at her could erase all my worries. Adam nuzzled his nose in my neck and softly whispered, "I love you."