Darkfiction Stories

❝비로소 지하의 별로 우리❞ ━━━━━ ♡ 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡 into The Pit - a wasteland of twisted metal, rotting memories, and lost souls - (Y/N) (L/N) swore she'd never forgive the world above. Her sister was accused of a crime she didn't commit and cast into the abyss like trash, and when (Y/N) was branded guilty by association years later, fate decided to drop her into the same hell. But what the Sphere didn't expect... was for her to survive. Armed with only her intelligence, a crimson rapier known as Crimson Fang, and the relentless will to avenge her sister, (Y/N) climbs her way through filth, blood, and fire. Behind her polite smile lies a storm of rage; behind her kindness, the scars of betrayal. She doesn't fight for glory. She fights for retribution. Her path crosses with the Cleaners - and one man in particular, Zanka Nijiku, whose calm exterior hides his own fractured soul. He sees her strength, her quiet fury, and the unshakable resolve beneath her gentle eyes. To everyone else, she's a survivor. To him, she's something more - the one person who makes the hell beneath the Sphere feel almost human. But revenge has a price. And in a world where trash becomes weapon, trust becomes dangerous, and love feels like rebellion, (Y/N) must decide - Will she burn the world for her sister's justice, or let someone finally save her before she burns herself alive?

"'I could never be replaced.' A smirk tugged on his lips, reassuring him of his thoughts. 'Remain positive, Law,' His therapist told him in the past. He couldn't get knocked down; He only had to try harder." What happens when Trafalgar Law rediscovers old habits that should've never resurfaced? He has his eyes on one prize. You. THIS FANFIC IS NOT HERE TO ENCOURAGE THE ROMANIZATION OF STALKING. One Piece is not mine but this story is.

This story is a Thunderbolts* OC fanfiction. I origonaly wrote it as some sort of screenplay but then realised that people might find it weird and might prefer a normal story format, so that is what this is!! Sorry if my spelling is abit off but just ignore that. I am also currently writing the begining of the story so please be patient. Here is an exctract of the story: She said my name. Quietly at first, then again, panic rising in her voice. "Lynette," she said, pleading. But I couldn't do anything. I sat there gripping the edges of my chair. Afraid I'd disappear like everyone else. I didn't even try to help her.

"Ahh !!! I can't take it anymore" she said screaming but the man continues to torture her . On the other side A man is fu*king a girl mercilessly in a club vip room. Suddenly the girl tried to kiss him but he is fast enough to grab the girl's throat and choke her...... " you are mine but I don't love you " he said caressing her tear stained face. " Why can't you love me ?? am I that bad ??? She said crying ... In first half who is the man ???? And why he is torturing her ??? And in second part what happens with the girl ??? What will happens when two completely different personalities persons come face to face ???? Will they fall in love with each or it will become a lust game only ??? To know what will happen do read , like , comment and share guys ......

A man who have normal life until one incident changes his life forever he is sent to an asylum and He will escape... but will anyone survive?" and His desire to kill never stops.

Rowan and Elara only wanted to see the world. A quiet trip to Prague. Old streets. Shared stories. A promise of adventure. They never make it back. Instead, they wake in EverAfter a city that feels like a fairytale brought to life. Peaceful. Ordered. Safe. A place where no one is hungry, no one is cold, and nothing truly hurts. The people are kind. The routines are comforting. And the city seems to offer everything they were told the real world could not. At first. As days pass, cracks begin to form beneath the perfection. Streets loop where they shouldn't. Questions are discouraged. Those who don't quite fit are quietly reassigned, returned calmer... changed. Memory becomes unreliable. Love becomes dangerous. Rowan begins to notice the patterns. Elara begins to feel what she can't remember. EverAfter promises eternity but at the cost of choice. And in a world built on control, remembering who you are and what you love might be the most rebellious act of all.

This is a love story. My love story with the Whitmores. Not a romantic one, though. The Whitmores were brilliant, terrifyingly close, and utterly unique-a singular, golden unit in constant motion. They didn't just invite me into their world; they convinced me I was the crucial third element, the necessary mind that understood the trauma beneath their flawless surface. This is not a fairytale, even if it starts like one. Not a confession, though it probably sounds like that too. And once you understand who they really are, you may wish you'd stopped reading while everything still looked perfect. But if you still want to read it, always remember: it might look beautiful on the first pages, but nothing here is what it looks like.

Adam was just a lonely soul seeking answers in ancient books. But when curiosity turns into obsession, the whispers begin. In a village where faith is the only shield, Adam opens a door that should have stayed closed. Now, the battle between science and religion means nothing because Hammah has already chosen his prey

In the heart of the Industrial Age lies the city of Ironbridge - a place built on smoke, steel, and silent suffering. When a seventeen-year-old worker is found dead inside a silent machine, Thomas Hale is drawn back into the world he tried to escape. What seems like another factory accident soon reveals itself as part of something darker... something deliberate. As bodies begin to appear and the machines seem to whisper secrets, Thomas uncovers a hidden organization, buried crimes, and a truth powerful enough to burn the entire city to the ground. In Ironbridge, the machines do not only work... They remember. They watch. And they choose. A dark crime novel of mystery, betrayal, and obsession in a city that never sleeps - because it never stops working.

Strange things don't happen in my town. No ghosts, no monsters, no shadows hiding beneath beds. Just regular kids. And me - the one with glass bones, paper skin, plastic hair and a metal heart. But after school, during the storm, it drifted out of nowhere and hovered inches from my face. When I touched it, the world changed. The air misted. Voices whispered names I didn't want to hear. Memories that weren't mine flooded my head. And someone-something decided it wanted my help. Now it follows me. Pulls me. Guides me to the ones who made my life hell. And the next morning... their houses are taped off, their bodies missing, and the only clue left behind is a smear of red. Everyone is looking for the killer. But I'm the only one who knows: The balloon has a list. And I'm the one holding the string A purposely paced story with revenge, blood and a lot of mysteries behind the nameless, faceless boy. What really happened to the perished? Did they die or were they trapped, did they scream or did they shout, did they know what got them, or will it remain a mystery of the faceless boy and it's face full monster??

They called him gifted. They never taught him how to fall. When life broke him, Anish retreated into a basement, living like a hikikomori-hidden, ashamed, forgotten. This is the quiet tragedy of a boy who tried to shine too brightly.

Some people are born to be remembered. Others spend their lives chasing it. Ariana Larken has always dreamed of leaving a mark on the world-of being admired, talked about, and never forgotten. She idolizes Evelora Sainthill, a woman who seems untouchable, perfect, and timeless. Inspired by her, Aria is determined to shine, to be a legend in her own right. But the desire to be remembered comes with a cost. As Aria chases fame, perfection, and immortality through her impact, she begins to realize that history remembers more than just the triumphs-it can also trap those who reach too far. A story of ambition, dreams, and the price of wanting forever, Stuck in History asks: What happens when the desire to be remembered takes over you completely?

Set in the sleepy seaside town of Paradise Point, the locals are preparing for yet another quiet offseason. We follow Mac Grimbridge as he unwillingly discovers something terrible lurking below the boardwalk.

She was a princess born of fire And He was a conqueror forged in blood. When Princess Devika Raghuvanshi, jewel of Rajputana, fasted on Karva Chauth for her fiance, she expected love, honor, and devotion. But the reflection in the river that night showed her not her fiancé's face-but the burning eyes of Sikandar Mohammad Mirza, Sultan of empires. For her, it was an omen. For him, it was destiny. When her refusal became her father's last act of pride, Sikandar's sword ended her fiance life, and her kingdom was left with only two choices-surrender or burn. Devika was forced into marriage with the very man she hated, the man who had destroyed her world. But hate is a fragile thing, easily consumed by the fire of obsession. Behind palace doors, where desire tangled with defiance, every glance was a battle, every touch a war. She swore she would never bend. He vowed he would make her his, not by force, but by breaking every wall around her heart. As kingdoms clash and blood stains the earth, a forbidden love is forged in shadows-slow, scorching, and unstoppable. This is not a tale of gentle romance. This is the story of a woman who defied fate, and a man who bent destiny to claim her. 🌑 Tropes in the Story Enemies-to-Lovers → Hatred slowly burns into forbidden passion. Forced Marriage / Political Alliance → She's given away like a political pawn. Dark Obsession → Hero's ruthless and possessive love. Powerful Heroine → She's talented in swordsmanship, archery, music, dance, and intellect. Alpha Male Warrior → Fierce conqueror who bows only to her. Slow-Burn Romance → Hate, denial, and temptation before surrender. War & Betrayal → Kingdoms clash, blood is spilled, honor and revenge intermix. Religious & Cultural Conflict → Hindu princess vs. Muslim emperor. Intense Smut & Tension → Desire tangled with hate, restraint with fire.

A childhood painted with sorrow, memories haunting their souls. They were forced to grow up without care, to fight through life - only for their families to be the first to tear them down and chain them to pain. Three souls crossing paths, not knowing what the future holds for them. Will their lives be different, or will it be another hell within new walls?

There are two boys in this story. One who smiles too brightly... And one who hides behind silence. But every smile has a shadow. And every shadow... is waiting for a moment to breathe. In a quiet town surrounded by endless forest, two eight-year-old boys walked a path they thought they knew. But somewhere between the trees and the fog, something walked behind them- something wearing a face that wasn't its own. Some memories do not fade. Some fears do not grow old. And some shadows... learn how to copy us. This is the story of Leo and Lian- of the day their footsteps split, their lives twisted, and their truths shattered. A smile can save you. A smile can betray you. But the scariest smile... is the one you never made. Welcome to The Shadow Wearing My Smile.

Bhargav wanted a climax. Fate gave him a coma. Struggling to finish the final chapter of his novel, Bhargav steps out for milk... and ends up fighting for his life. As his body lies unconscious, the characters he created begin to stir - blurring the line between imagination and survival. Inside his mind, worlds repeat. Clues reshape themselves. And the ending he could never write begins hunting him instead. To wake up, Bhargav must finish the story. To survive, he must face the one thing he's always avoided: the truth hiding inside his own mind. A journey through memory, pain, and the stories that refuse to stay unwritten.

Kaira has always been strong - or at least that's the lie she learned to live with. Because strength means nothing when the enemy you fear... lives inside your own mind. Her past doesn't visit her in memories. It attacks her in dreams, in the silence between breaths, and in the voices that don't always feel like her own. Some days she wakes as herself. Some days... she doesn't. There is a child inside her who cries to be held. A protector who whispers warnings in the dark. And a darker presence - the one with trembling hands, the one who remembers the night Kaira swears never happened. Everyone tells her to "face her fears." But how do you confront a truth buried in the versions of you that rise when you're too weak to fight? Kaira has spent years running, healing, breaking, trying again. But wounds don't close just because she's exhausted. Some pains don't fade - they wait. And when the memories finally claw their way back, Kaira must decide whether to survive them... or take revenge on the past that stole her life. This is the story of a girl at war with her own mind - and the selves who might save her... or destroy her.

In the world of darkness, one woman's pain fuels her vengeance. Abandoned by her family and driven by grive, Mina Evans becomes notorious black rose, serial killer feared by all. With every life she takes, she leaves behind a symbol of her rage...will her quest for revenge consume, or will the truth tear her apart after knowing why her family left her only and took her other siblings.

Sia Collins has a talent for chaos. One night, she burns down more than just bridges. She sparks a chain reaction that lands her brother, Jeremy, in the hospital and pulls her straight into the orbit of Thornwell House, a secretive fraternity with a history of power, control, and buried sins. Now she wants answers. And revenge. Her only way in? Her infuriatingly perfect roommate, Bree Miller whose brother, Brandon, just became Thornwell's newest recruit. Brandon Miller has always done what's expected of him: honor the family name, follow his father's path, and never question why. But joining Thornwell was his first act of rebellion,and the moment he steps inside, he realizes he's traded one cage for another. As Sia manipulates her way closer to Brandon, the lines between right and wrong begin to blur. Secrets tighten like a noose. Jeremy's loyalty, Thornwell's legacy, and the Millers' reputation all orbit around one explosive truth waiting to surface. And when Sia finally gets too close, she'll have to decide what's worth saving her family, her revenge, or herself.