Darkfeminine Stories

The sun takes the hand of the moon.

I am surrounded by a white healing light. I am wrapped in the loving energy of the universe. Every cell of my body vibrates with diamond white light. I am radiant , luminous and bright. I feel healthy , strong and vibrant. I trust that I am always protected and that I vibrate to the frequency of love. I am a radiant being filled with love and light. I claim this energy and will use it to become my best self ♡

(Y/N) (L/N) is a top model who was invited to the Met Gala multiple times, despite being 23 years old she accomplished many things than people her age except a couple of things, for instance; falling in love, getting married, having children, or other things like that. (Y/N) has a hard time falling in love because she thinks falling in love will distract her, and turn her soft, what if the relationship goes south and the man she loves betrays and leaves her? So (Y/N) doesn't want to risk destroying her mindset that took years to build so no one could hurt her. Until she got a modeling offer from a big modeling agency that you've never modeled with. The agency informed her that she would be modeling with a famous soccer player named Bachira Meguru. So what will happen next? That is for YOU to find out. this fanfic contains STRONG words

"Forgot you??... I don't even know before you exist in this world."

Makeda thought she was coming home to heal - not to awaken the spirit that had been waiting for her return. At twenty-three, Makeda moves back into her childhood house to rebuild her life, only to discover the home is keeping secrets she once helped create. The mirrors whisper. The shadows follow. And something beneath the floorboards remembers her name. When Makeda accidentally reopens a hidden portal tied to her bloodline, she's thrown into a battle between inherited destiny and the darkness that wants to claim her. To survive, she'll have to face buried memories, decode cryptic signs, and confront the spirit who knows the truth she's been running from. Some hauntings warn you. Some claim you. They chose Makeda. Dive into a dark, feminine paranormal thriller where intuition is power, trauma becomes prophecy, and the past refuses to stay dead.

He placed the blood covered sword on my blouse, I pushed him, but he held my hands with the other, looked into my eyes while smirking, and tore the blouse apart. Kinara is a princess, whose father arranges her marriage with the prince of the rival kingdom, She plans on killing her father, but bumps into a beautiful man on the way... Who was the man? Did she succeed in killing her father? What was her fate?

A story about a Scottish girl of Ireland who is an archeologist with great passion for history,stones and nature. one day she discovered an hidden mysterious temple in the forests of bali she saw a mysterious glowing stone buried inside a rubble ,when she picked up that stone she fell to the ground and felt immense pain in her head. She thought she was sick so she left the excavation site and left the rest of the work to her coworkers and went straight into bed with her dog, but the next thing she realised when she woke up was that she had gained powers to see the past and future of certain things and more telepathic powers yet to be awaken.

Angelina Marino, his angel. a mafia siren, weaving a tapestry of revenge, her obsession her soul crushing desire to kill him. Alessandro Hernandez, her devil. the enigmatic don, his obsession his soul crushing devotion to touch her, to break her and mend her. She draws close to her prey, only to become the prey herself. He awaits her, opens his heart out for her to destroy.

Aurelia is aware of one thing and one thing only. Can she meet the expectations of everyone around her? She was named the next heir at 16. Aurelia excels at everything and especially at being overthrown. How will she recover her kingdom?

Princess Lian Hua of Yuehua was known across the realms-a cold beauty hidden behind dark silks and silence. Master of sword, medicine, and art, she rarely appeared in public. Wrapped in navy and violet, her distant eyes and quiet grace earned both awe and fear. During the grand Alliance Festival, she finally stepped into the light, and instantly captured the attention of King Zhao Rui of Huoling-a towering figure with warmth in his voice and fire in his veins. He wasn't alone. Princess Mei Yan of Xueyin, a feared strategist known for her ruthlessness, saw Lian Hua and changed. Around others, Mei Yan was sharp and cold. Around Lian Hua, she was soft, gentle, even sweet. As the festival unfolded, Zhao Rui watched Lian Hua with quiet hunger. Mei Yan serenaded her at midnight. Lian Hua let them close-both of them. One night, she kissed Zhao Rui in the shadows. On another, she rested in Mei Yan's arms. She thought she could love them both. But fate didn't wait. War struck Yuehua. Lady Bai Rou, a noble with dark ambition, launched assassins to steal the throne. Zhao Rui took a poisoned arrow shielding Lian Hua. Mei Yan went wild with grief, burning the forest to save them. Holding Zhao Rui, Lian Hua realized her heart. She chose him. Mei Yan cried, but stayed as her protector. Peace returned. Lian Hua, now queen, stood beside Zhao Rui under golden skies, their daughter chasing butterflies in the garden. The cold flower had bloomed in fire-and found her forever.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒕-𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒏. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆. The cover was made by me. All credits to the creator of the images.

Hear, O Zeus, the agony of humankind- the perishing of beasts, the lament of nature. Hear, O Zeus, the slow dying of all things. And so Hermes is sent. Where no mortal foot may tread, he descends to plead for the return of the Bright One. But the season of frost has already begun. She has eaten the shaded seeds of the pomegranate. Her fate is sealed: for six months she must reign in darkness.

They called her sweet. Soft. The perfect daughter. But where love once lived, silence took root. She didn't break - she watched. She learned. And from the shadows, something darker was forged. She wasn't born to be evil. But no one stopped her from becoming.

Kavya Noir built her empire from nothing, clawing her way to the top with ruthless precision and an unshakable will. In her world, compassion is weakness, and loyalty is a tool to be exploited. But when a whistleblower threatens to unravel her web of lies and expose the dark secrets fueling her success, Kavya finds herself in a high-stakes battle for survival. As enemies close in from all sides, she must decide if her unrelenting drive for power is worth the destruction it leaves in its wak or if she even cares. In a game where trust is a liability, how far will Kavya go to protect her throne?

i behave when i'm tired

"A chilling symphony of shadows and whispered secrets, this book weaves a tapestry of darkness with threads spun from the very fabric of femininity. Its pages are haunted by the echoes of forgotten voices, each word dripping with a potent blend of seduction and despair. Through the veiled guise of beauty, it unveils the raw, unyielding power that pulses beneath the surface of womanhood, painting a portrait of strength forged in the crucible of adversity. With every turn of the page, it beckons the reader into a realm where darkness reigns supreme, and the feminine spirit dances on the edge of oblivion, both captivating and terrifying in its complexity."

Seventeen-year-old Elara Voss has always been different. With her ghost-pale skin and sea-glass eyes, she's the girl no one trusts-the girl who doesn't quite fit. No one knows the truth: that her little brother's "accidental" death years ago wasn't so accidental, and that every man who's ever tried to hurt her has never walked away alive. Now she's the quiet storm behind a string of killings, balancing the scales her way, while the world calls her a monster. Detective Elias Vale, a twenty-two-year-old prodigy with a sharp mind and an unshakable sense of justice, is assigned to the case. But the deeper he digs, the more every trail leads back to her-the pale girl who seems to haunt every shadow of the murders. He knows she's hiding something. She knows he's right. What begins as interrogation turns into obsession. What begins as a hunt becomes a twisted slow-burn dance between predator and prey. Elias wants to stop her. Elara wants to ruin him. And somewhere between blood and law, hatred and fascination, something darker begins to bloom. The only question is-who will destroy who first?

In a room scented with tea and regret, model Natsumi dies by her rival's hand-only to awaken as Nene, a timid maid trapped in a body she cannot love. When her master, Naomasa, begins to see something familiar in her eyes... she wonders- does he see Nene, or the ghost of Natsumi?

Cassia Vale doesn't believe in ghosts-only secrets that rot in silence. When her sister vanishes from Grimswell University under mysterious circumstances, Cassia transfers in under false pretenses, armed only with a stolen journal and a name whispered behind locked doors: The Vespertine Circle. Grimswell is no ordinary school. Its halls are lined with centuries of occult tradition, and its professors guard their knowledge like weapons. As Cassia digs deeper into her sister's disappearance, she uncovers a conspiracy older than the university itself-one bound by ritual, sacrifice, and power. The deeper she goes, the more Cassia realizes she's not here to solve a mystery. She's here to finish what her sister started. Even if it means becoming the monster this place tried to erase. Dark academia meets supernatural horror in a slow-burn descent into power, privilege, and the cost of truth.

"it's always easy for small people to make big decisions in life as they don't have much to lose"said by a girl who's damn rich but gone missing in between the story. It's circulating that she's dead but will someone help her ??or is she really dead