Dark Stiles Novels & Stories

And she audibly gulped before lining the ax up again and cutting one of my hands free and then the other one. She did the same with my legs and I was able to stand up, even with the silver burns on my legs and wrists. I knew that those scars wouldn’t go away anytime soon, but I turned back to see Jude jump on the two men that were cowering away from him. He got a good grip on Gladstone and Adams fell backwards out of the window. Which was on the third floor of the building, so I ran to have a look outside and he was definitely dead on the sidewalk.

“Stay quiet.” The corridors of the monastery were cold and silent, the shadows thick as they crept through the halls. Each footstep seemed to echo too loudly in the eerie stillness, and Ava’s heart pounded with each step. Her mind kept replaying the faces of those she sought vengeance against. "Kaila, Melera, Jeremy, Hala, Soon… soon they would pay."" Suddenly, a dark figure emerged from around the corner—a towering Umbral Stalker, his black armor gleaming under the flickering torchlight. He stepped directly in their path,

He took a good look at her, watching her heavy black hair move with the wind “What do you want?” “Your help.” He giggled “To hell with you.” “I know about Vivian” Brows raised, he smirked “Took you so long, I wonder why. So what is this, blackmail?” “No, just a trade. I think I've proved to you long enough that I can keep your secret, I just want something in return.” “You're a white wolf, you don't have a say at Blue Villa. You will only be setting yourself up.” She nodded “If that's what you think, I think you better kill me whenever you have another chance to.” She began walking away.

KAI I watched the man standing opposite me with a dark glare. He looked happy, dressed in a white suit. After vowing never to marry the bastard, I'm now standing in front of an altar, getting wedded to him. I had no choice. Schwarz Holdings was on the brink of collapse, and I had to keep it up. I tried. I fought for it. I fucking did everything I could to keep us afloat, but somehow; the universe was against me.

No thoughts, maybe too many thoughts and all he wants is to shut them up, even though it's for as long as the cigarette burns before he lights another. Sebastian is found standing in the middle of a lonely night street. A quiet night, not too windy and freezing to the normal degree. The flowers are evergreen and a little moist from the late-night dew. The only thing more visible than just shades to sight is the red light hanging close to his mouth as he draws in some smoke and puffs them out.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

If I knew I would've lost my job, I wouldn't have wasted my money on it. It was a plain red dress with single spaghetti straps that had a deep v-neckline, showing a lot of cleavage, and ended just below my ass. It was complemented with a pair of four inches silver stilettos. I knew I looked hot, and Alessandro just verified that by the lust in his gaze. "You aren't innocent, but I was talking about your mind. You shouldn't follow me if you don't want it to be tainted with darkness." He resumed walking again, expecting me to follow, and I did. "Besides, why are you dressed like a hooker?"

Bristling Summer ignored him and began to move slowly within the room around her. Undisturbed dust dirtied the floor beneath her feet showing that no one had entered the particular area they were in for quite some time. The walls around them had ripped wall paper revealing cracking brick below. The whole place screamed desolate and made Summer uncomfortable. If things were to go wrong it would be quite some time before their bodies would be found. "Keep moving." Reggie urged the frozen Summer. "The stairs are this way." Sucking in air Summer allowed Reggie to lead her to a metal spiral staircase that sat in the next room ahead.

I asked, making no effort to hide my confusion. “The Dark realm consists of nine pillars. The Vampires, The See-brids, The Shadowers, The PantherBrids, The Evens, The Rogue-brids, and three others.” She paused, and a downcast expression masked her face. I leaned properly on the chair, and listened with rapt attention. My anger and hurt was momentarily forgotten. This was the closest I'd come to knowing about the drama I'd been plunged into.

Dominick asked as Paxton shrugged. They went through the files and found Stiles’s recent killings. Somehow Dominick froze upon seeing his birthday. The day and year when Lord Stiles’s wife died unexpectedly. He picked it up and all of them were silent. There’s a small flat phone and somehow, it turns on and there it plays. Uncle Stiles in his tuxedo, strangling his wife. “You sl*t! I will fucking kill you! You won’t have the throne, but my children will. Useless piece of shit!” He even spat on her face while the woman was struggling to breathe until he broke her neck. Instead of remorse~~there’s craziness in his eyes.