Darkdiary Stories

A hidden diary was discovered in the year 3000 at the ancient satanic ritual grounds of Bohemian Grove. It was filled with diary entries of what seemed to have been noteworthy people, now translated for your reading pleasure. From the twisted mind of Davin Dmosh comes an ever continuous chilling peak inside of his mind with a new serial, featuring some of your favorite music artists.

Elena Gilbert is new girl in school. She'll fall in love with Stiles Stilinksi, boy who loves Lydia Martin. One boy, Stefan, will fall in with Elena. Nogitsune (fox) chooses Stiles and he kills Elena's family.

I'm lost There's no fairytale There's no escape These are some of my works that are a piece of my life. The realistic play that you are forced to play a part of. You can never escape. Be aware that this is kind of a dark diary. Nothing good resides in this except for my beautiful play of words. #32/385 - selfwritten (September 13) #29/386 - " #31/387 - " #23/506 - ". (Jan 12,2021)

Headlights flashing She lay on the cold ground in the middle of the road where her kidnappers had left her to die as the heavy rain poured on her naked body. Covering and mixing her up in blood and dirt. The rain washed the blood from her body but she could still feel the sore pain from in between her legs. No, it wasn't just her legs, the pain was everywhere, from the wounds, the scars, the bruises, the cuts, the throbbing headache caused by the continuous flashes of her abuses. She felt so useless, a feeling she'd always felt, so weak she didn't even have the strength to cry. The silence kept screaming at her, "Die. What's the point of living? Even if you should survive, who is going to accept you? Your own mother rejected you, your father lied to you, all your friends abandoned you, your servants betrayed you, your whole world turned their back on you. So do yourself and the rest of the world a favor and just............die" As a driver got out of the car and approached her, he pulled a gun from his pocket, all she could remember was the sound of the gunshot and that familiar nickname, "Koala," as her eyes closed shut and she drifted away.