When The Darkness Comes Look Further Novels & Stories

"A song, of course." "Isn't the song familiar to you?" I asked them because maybe there is a hidden message to it that would help us find the magical healer's son in this huge cave. Because if we only looked for him corner by corner, I think it would get us a very long time before we find him. River of Flames is a legendary place and very magical. It has a lot of secrets yet to be unfold. We do not know what is about to come to us, that is why we should keep our eyes and ears alert. "Wait... I think I have heard it–" Lucia stopped when the next moment, the entire place was filled with mist and I could not see anything aside from the white mist blocking my eyesight from seeing my surroundings

the closes between us are so less that it making my heart beat so fast " What - what do you mean" there was a hint of fear in my voice " Face your fear" " Work in this darkness " he ordered firmly. " Huh" My lips tremble in confusion. "Find the remaining file yet to be found "with that he blow the candle once again creating darkness around us and was about to leave me " My vision Get blurry I feel fear in the hair on the back of my neck it is like a invisible finger running along my spine " SAAD! Saad ! Believe me I am scared of darkness " I almost cried

The darkness pooled around us, momentarily confused. I chuckled. “You’re enjoying this!” Reed Taylor sounded panicked. “Stick with me, kid,” I said and pushed the bike to full speed again. Demons were coming out of the woodwork. Literally. I saw them spill out of houses and vomit themselves up from the ground. I had never seen so many at one time. They scrabbled and crawled and flew. “This looks bad, Reed Taylor,” I said, and suddenly, my muscles contracted. “Luna! What’s wrong?”

“Nope. No bright clothes either. This is the real me.” “Well, the real you is stunning. I can't imagine why you would want to conceal her in the first place.” She gave me a sad smile. “I really hope you still feel that way by the end of tonight.” Before I could begin to decode what that could possibly mean, she took hold of one of my hands. “Come. I want to show you something.” We started off down the dark street lit up only by a row of street lamps, the evening wind nipping at our ears and the moon a fuzzy halo in the dark sky.

I flipped it over and wrote on the back in handwriting that slanted and wobbled: ‘None of them were worth talking about.’ I left it on the pillow where my head had been, where his scent still clung to the cotton. Then I crossed the room in four strides, unlocked the door, checked the hallway, which was miraculously empty. And I slipped out. The night air hit my bare arms, but I didn't feel it. My feet struck gravel, then grass, then something sharp. But I didn't feel that either. Not really. I was moving, that was all. Away from the packhouse, away from the amber light glowing behind me, away from the bed that still held the shape of my body and the note that said everything I couldn't.

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.

She gasped for air, her face turning from pale to the gray of the grave. Her head slowly dipped beneath the lake's surface. Desperate, I reached for her arm, but my hands just kept slipping through her, powerless to save her. My mother's struggle ceased. Her eyes snapped open, locking onto mine. Tears streamed down as she whispered, "Yocelyn, did you come for me?" She could... see me. My eyes widened in shock as I cried out, "Mom—" "Mrs. Carden!" Just then, Samuel's voice cut through the silence like a knife.

Henry**** The darkness around us seemed to close in as the power inside me pulsed, still alive and burning beneath my skin. I couldn’t escape it. It was a part of me now, a constant reminder that the life I had known—my identity, my safety, everything—was slipping from my grasp. But even as I felt its grip tightening, there was something else in the air. A presence, a force that had never been there before, and I wasn’t sure whether it was something to fear or trust.

Curiosity laced my tone as I looked between him and the doors. He exhaled, slipping his hand into his boxers. My throat went dry and my cheeks heated as I watched him adjust himself before standing and heading towards the doors. I cleared my throat, trying to calm my fluttering heart as he opened the doors, revealing the room attendant. Justin let her in with the cleaning cart and I stood up, slowly walking over to the windows and hugging myself against the chill. I watched the rain falling, droplets streaming down the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

’’ Lucas was about to ask another question where the lady came in, saying ‘’Sorry to disturb ma'am, there is a man at the counter saying he is your husband, should I send him in? ‘’Umm sure, thank you’’, I replied. Wasn't he supposed to be at his office? ‘’Well I guess someone is not too busy after all and definitely not spending time with his girlfriend’’, Lucas said. The door opened again but this time, Rowan came through the door, wearing his dark suit and sunglasses. He looked hot but I wish he was mine, truly mine but that would stay a dream. ‘’Did you find the perfect cake yet?’’, I think he saw me drooling over him.