#dark

ومـيـض بينما كان الظلام يسود عالمي .. ليل.. طريق مظلم.. إذا بوميض باهر يكاد يصيبني بالعمى .. إحتارت ظنونى عن ماهية هذا الوميض أهو نجم هبط من السماء؟ أم ملاك حارس جاء لإغاثتي . تبين لى بالأدلة الدامغة .. من موقع الحدث .. أنها الكشافات الأمامية لسيارة قلب أحدهم تنبهني أنها على وشك الاصطدام . ↗

— آيه فوزي

#lightning #love #love

The only thing that will ever be real, is this moment,' I turned to the statue, 'when you made me feel alive, when you made me feel real, when I felt like you really love me. Now? I'm just your monster, Frankie. I will always be a monster. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#dark #heartbreak #love #monsters #romance

If I can't have you my love, I'll destroy you! ↗

— Angelique Bouchard

#love

Vengence, betrayal, and love they all are synonyms for the same word: fake. ↗

— TBBishiXO

#love

I love the movie "Titanic." It's my favorite romantic comedy! ↗

— Troy Bisson

#humor #love

He might be out of her skin, but she'd left him as something other than what he'd been before- not moral, but not strong enough to deserve the title of Dark King. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#faeries #ink-exchange #irial #love

What is it doing to me? Will the darkness consume me? ↗

— Melissa Marr

#leslie #struggle #love

Everything was illuminated. Everything was connected. Everything was one. Everything was love. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#dark-eros #illuminated #karma #love #love

The full moon cast an eerie glow through thick ancient dark woods. In the shadows around a tree, the serial killer ran his knife lovingly over Chelsea’s trussed dead body. She lay, as if posed for a photo, wearing only bloody pink underpants. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#dead-body #full-moon #serial-killer #love

I cried for a while, taking solace in the comforting lie of his embrace. The illusion, the fantasy, it helped. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to stay here forever, held tight to his chest, his fingers stroking my hair, his heart beating against my ear: you’re-safe, trust-me, love-you. Love. Did I want him to love me? Yes. I wanted someone to love me. And what was love if not someone risking their lives to save you? Caleb had saved me. Did it mean he loved me? A part of me wanted to think so. To believe in a romantic ideal that didn’t exist. I wanted to believe the lie. But more than that – I wanted it not to be a lie ↗

— C.J. Roberts

#darl #lie #love