The Darkest Minds Novels & Stories

Miguel pressured. "Fine, the boss has decided to spare Alberto because Juliet ordered for him to be spared. And tonight, we'll drop him and his daughter off at the old City Cathedral but with the dark mixture injected into their veins" he explained He stepped away from him. He knew what the dark mixture was all about. It's a combination of metyrapone and other hard drugs which could make a person forget all that had happened within a short period of time. "No,.. Marilyn..!!" He cried and rushed out of the room

"Hungry. Dark. Bite the dark. Bite the dark. Bite the–" I tilted my head. "Well, at least you're chatty." He threw himself backward, spine bending wrong, then shot forward again. His body slammed so hard I swore the bars bent a hair's breadth. My shadows hissed. They didn't like him. Neither did I. It wasn't until his head snapped toward me, neck cracking like dry twigs, and his eyes fixed clear for the first time that I understood what it was. Mind Rot. I'd heard whispers of it. Wolves who lost themselves, eaten from the inside out. No cure. No sense. Just teeth and rage until death.

Blood pooled beneath them in the dim light of his flashlight. James stood there staring at his team, all of them lifeless on the warehouse floor.

“It’s for the best interest of the Territory. I hope you understand.” My eyes squeeze shut as the world shifts around us. He's transporting me away... Once my feet touch the ground, I push away from Dax, looking around. We are in a dark room with no windows and a single light above me. In the middle of the room, there's a metal table and chair. Nothing else. I swallow uncomfortably. Not knowing where I am is not a good thing. This doesn't look like it is in the Noble's manor, which means I could be anywhere....

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

“Kenapa pula di dekat pelabuhan?” Dengan nada tidak nyaman, Nora menimpali, “Red Mark adalah salah satu sindikat gelap dengan penghasilan paling besar di negara ini. Mereka menyediakan apa saja yang menghasilkan uang. Barang selundupan yang akan dikirim biasanya disimpan dulu di dekat pelabuhan.” Nora mengatupkan mulut, tidak senang dengan asumsi di kepalanya sendiri. “Jika mereka menculik seseorang, maka hanya akan ada dua kemungkinan—“

Ia masih tidak percaya bahwa ia sedang berbaring di ranjang rumah sakit. “Ia, nak. Kamu ada di rumah sakit,” wanita itu mengelus rambut putrinya yang halus nan lurus “Tapi, ... tapi kenapa di sini gelap, ma? Aku nggak bisa liat Mama?” Rani merasa ketakutan. Ia peluk sang mama dengan begitu erat, bagaikan anak kecil yang sangat takut akan kegelapan. “Ma, aku kenapa?” jantung Rani berdebar hebat. Matanya yang tetap terbuka tidak bisa melihat apapun saat ini. Ia hanya dapat menangkap sinar yang begitu menyilaukan matanya.

Namun sekarang ia malah bergantung kepada laki-laki itu. Seika sangat mencintai Kenichi, mencintai sisi baik dan buruknya bahkan ia sampai bisa menerima masa lalu Kenichi yang masuk ke dalam pikirannya, memang sulit untuk menyesuaikannya namun hal sulit itu tidak membuat Seika menjauhi Kenichi. perlahan-lahan ia juga mulai mencintai masa lalu Kenichi. Mencintai masa lalu yang paling kelam. Loved the Darkest Past, sangat tidak masuk akal memang.

Akan ia ingat sampai mati. Taylor diam, ia tidak berkutik dan memerhatikan Markus menarik koin plat emas dengan Logo huruf B bergaris dua. Itu klan paling berbahaya di dunia, tertutup, terorganisir, penuh rahasia menakutkan dan Markus menjadi salah satu bagian utama sekaligus terkuat di dalamnya. Kelompok Elit Global yang penuh konspirasi, Blindberg.

Sebuah meja panjang dari kayu gelap mendominasi tengah ruangan, kursi-kursi berbahan kulit nan mengkilap berputar mengelilinginya, sementara dindingnya dipenuhi layar yang menayangkan grafik pergerakan, transaksi, hingga jaringan kamera pengawasan yang tersebar di banyak titik. Inilah ironinya. Sementara di atas sana orang-orang sedang menari tanpa beban, Damian menyimpan pusat kendali kegelapannya tepat di bawah kaki mereka. Tentu saja, dia dengan cerdik dan dengan sengaja memilih tempat yang tidak akan pernah dicurigai. Tempat yang tersamarkan oleh wajah publik sebuah beach club. Tempat yang tampak seperti area bersenang-senang, tapi menyembunyikan bisnis gelap yang bahayanya setimpal deng