Darkness Art Romane & Geschichten

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Art swallowed thickly, took a deep breath, and then stepped forward. The darkness was disorienting for someone who wasn't used to going through it, like Nikolai, but for art, it was like riding a bike. Once you've done it enough times, you never forget. He felt the darkness wrapping around him, almost like a thin veil sliding across his skin and extending as he stepped through to the other side, holding onto them for a brief moment before snapping back as it let go, allowing them to step into the light on the other side.

The Darkness called out from its blockade beyond the hills where I sat south. I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms. The Darkness's voice echoed a constant, insidious whisper in my mind. It promised relief, an end to the torment. But I knew better. I had seen the horrors it could unleash, the twisted, broken souls it left in its wake. I had to ignore the Darkness for another twelve hours before the ritual was over as that was how long the first one was, and the Darkness had lost. I had to do this for my twins and to ruin some version of the Cult's plan to kill them and change the realm.

“In their castle beyond night Gather the Gods in Darkness, With darkness to pattern man’s fate. The colors of darkness are no monotonous hue- For the blackness of Evil knows various shades, Full many as Evil has names.” Karl Edward Wagner

His violet eyes mesmerizing her and she's slowly getting compelled. "Now, I want you to forget everything ... forget everything about your life, forget your memories, forget everyone you know and forget who you are." Ariz closed her eyes and let the dark enveloped her. 'Help! Someone please, help her! Help! Anyone! Please...'

I needed to stop her, but I didn't know how. She sighed. "I'm almost sad I've taken this path instead of just destroying you years ago." She stood up straight. "If you don't collect all of the pieces, it'll be of no matter to me. The darkness will consume you as well as those you love, along with the rest of the world, and I will win anyway." An oily grin spread across her face. "I don't know if you've noticed yet, but the darkness is more than just a lack of light. I've infused it with sadness, with depression, pain, torment, and gloom. Those who come in contact with it have their personal pains and sorrows intensified until they become unbearable. By the time all realms are covered, there

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

Celeste pushed harder, her light clashing against the dark force within. Back in the village, Malcom’s expression turned grim. He could feel the artifact’s tether weakening. His connection to the shadows was slipping, and with it, his grip on power. “You don’t understand,” Malcom hissed, stepping closer to Clara and Ethan. “If you destroy the artifact, you unleash something far worse.” Clara raised her chin defiantly. “We’re done listening to your lies, Malcom. This ends now.” Malcom’s laugh was bitter. “You’re all so naïve. Do you think light can exist without darkness? You’re only delaying the inevitable.”

I'd love to make their life worse than hell. Aurora is mine and only I have a right to touch her, hurt her, make her cry and own her smile, although I doubt that she will ever smile because of me or for me until I force it out of her. She has awakened the monster which I never knew existed in me, her innocence makes me want to consume her soul and I will. I am no light but the darkness itself, and she will be consumed by darkness. "We need you tonight..." Mikhail declared, crashing my thoughts to see my Angel tonight.

"Light always needs a source of energy, darkness does not need a source of energy. Therefore, darkness will always beat the light. One day when light disappears the darkness will prevail." --Smash Hits MELODY POV "What role will I play in taking down the bad boy trafficker?" Jordan asked before throwing another small pebble into the water. We watched in silence as the tiny stone fractured the surface of the water, creating big waves as it skated on the moonlit surface before settling with a tiny pop. The blackness under the sparkling surface swallowed it whole without mercy, stealing it from our sight and dragging it to the world of the unknown that lay beneath the pitch blackness. The waves