Dark Deception Lucky Romane & Geschichten

What is better than sleep to remove all the bad thoughts? I blow out all the candles except one and then lay on my bed to sleep. Complete darkness scares me. I hate being in the dark, that's why I always leave one candle. I hope deep sleep soon engulfs me so that I am away from this world at least for some time. I can be free from this life. I wish to dream about the happy life I once had. ERIC’S POV

DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORY Third person's POV: "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

Something had to give in After what felt like ages, the voice behind the shadows returned with a book as dark as the shadows themselves, pages crawling with writhing symbols. I pleaded again. Please let me go. The figure moved towards me and stopped just right in front of me. “You should be happy,” he said softly. “ I am giving you a way out.” “You don’t have to run anymore. He continued. You will be free and powerful. But that was after the awakening. My stomach twisted. “Awakening? Of what?” “An ancient force, erased from history. The veil could not control it but you will.”

Closing her eyes, she reached her arms wide, welcoming the dark and willing her shadow to grow and spread, the dock, the water, the boats soon under an umbrella of black. And the men on the docks started to argue as more fish died and those who were older stumbled and fell and those who were healthy wiped unexpected sweat from their brows and those whose hearts were ruled by superstition fell to their knees to pray as the sudden darkness fell from the blue of a cloudless sky and Lucky the cursed, Lucky the damned, Lucky the unseen and unloved and powerless closed her eyes and allowed herself a small smile of pure satisfaction.

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 59 ***** Sanctify saw herself in a dark forest with loud chippings and horrifying sounds which became louder at every step she took. Surprisingly she wasn't fazed or scared about anything as she boldly walked with a particular sense of direction and blood lust taking over her. What's working with her? She couldn't tell, it was as if she was being hypnotized with a force that can't be denied as she went nearer to her prey, a sharp dagger in her left hand as her long dark clothes danced freely from the impact of the air.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

Eden urged " From what I've got, Derrick is a beast. He is a saboteur in the drug game. He doesn't stick to deals. He takes out his client's men after the package must have been delivered to him. Last night, he took out a group of drug dealers sent by a druglord called Ak forzan. Right now I'm scared, I need to get out of here as soon as possible. I don't feel protected anymore" Sara narrated "Brace up yourself Sara, you'll be out soon" he assured

“Get down on your knees,” he commanded. His voice was low and firm, sending a strange shiver down my spine. My body already felt light and dizzy, my head spinning slightly as if the room itself was tilting. I obeyed without thinking, lowering myself slowly until my knees touched the floor. My breathing grew uneven. I watched him turn and reach for something on the table behind him. When he faced me again, a dark blindfold rested in his hand. “You’re about to be ruined by three cocks,” he whispered.

If God gave me one more chance to live, I promised to myself that I would erase her from the face of earth. Several days ago, I had managed to escape from Madame Roxana's Home of Pleasures only to be caught back. She accused me of seducing her husband. Why would I? I was the daughter of a cleaning lady who had come only for one day as her substitute. Lucky shoved the girl on his lap and she fell to the ground. "One million," he shouted. I could see his eyes turning hard. It had become a war of prestige for him. Jace whipped his head towards Lucky, gazing incredulously at him, his expressions etched with worry.

Thomas asked, “Mr. Wood, is there any latest news from Luck?” Eric answered, “Actually, nothing has happened there. Luck has been very low-key. The group hasn't done anything. Well, I’m not afraid of you laughing at me, so I'll admit it. Until now, I still don’t know Luck's true face. If Luck secretly plays any tricks, I might not be able to notice it.” In other words, Luck had not done anything on the surface. Whether they were doing anything in secret remained unknown. Luck's real identity was so mysterious that even Eric was clueless. If they wanted to know what Luck truly did, they could only ask one person for help: Declan, House of Vistaria's head.