Darkhair Stories

zahara, a 19-year-old with a mysterious lineage, discovers she is the last descendant of an ancient bloodline that once controlled the "Eternal Veil," a hidden realm connecting the mortal world to supernatural kingdoms. When a dark prince named Jackson from the shadow realm appears, seeking her help to prevent the destruction of both their worlds, she is thrust into a journey of betrayal, forbidden love, and self-discovery. Together, Zahara and Jackson must unite supernatural factions-werewolves, fae, witches, and shadowlings-while uncovering secrets that blur the lines between friend and foe. But as their bond deepens, they learn that saving the world may mean sacrificing each other

A sad story about a troubled boy named Wyatt.

Started out with a shoulder brush. With a middle of navigating through friendships, college, understanding, and denial. And opening eyes to face darkness and those who live there too. Pasts take a toll; they weigh down chaining one from the present. How could the story end when the past holds captive? It feels inescapable, it is all one could see and feel. Even with glowing stardust.

nothing more abominable

Sightings of a dragon. A pair of criminals. The quest of a lifetime. Renowned for being the finest Sell-sword in Aramoor; Rogue is dangerous, stubborn and obsessed in keeping her title. When she is forced to work with Fox: a trained thief and magicians apprentice, she refuses to let the optimistic Outlaw jeopardise the toughest mission of her career. On the quest of a lifetime, the two must challenge everything they know about bravery, friendship, and what it means to be alive. Will they maintain their burning hatred for one another? Or will dragons, thugs and royal guards force them to work as a team? *updated every Tuesday*

A slow burn, yearning filled story that's like if Bridgerton had a dash of magic and twice as much illicit longing... Faced with the reality of their age, Atia and her younger sister are pushed out to the marriage market. When her younger sister quickly finds a match, Atia goes along with her to the home of the new fiancé, a man named Remington Williams. There are rumors surrounding Remington, most of them bad. He is known for cruelty that has scared off would be brides before. Now faced with the man, Atia might learn more about her own capacity for cruelty and the ability to love. --- ♡ Snippet from the newest update: ** The daggers of his eyes slowly moved from mine and traced my face in the quiet. I took the chance to copy, exploring the way his cheekbones stood out under his pale countenance and how his nose may have suffered a break at some point. **

His steely grey eyes seemed to pierce my soul. His lips pressed together in a thin line. The dark alleyway was dimly lit by the half cracked streetlight close to us. As the raindrops continued to fall on us, he continued giving me that look full of disgust. My back was pressed to the graffiti covered wall. My short white dress was covered in vodka and all sorts of alcoholic substances. "I want you dead." he said in a low growl. His hands pushed my wet hair behind and then gripped my waist and crushed it against his hip. I giggled, "No, you don't, you idiot." I shook my head and proceeded to land my wet lips on to his and allowed the sparks to do the rest. As all this happened, all I could think about was: THIS IS ALL SO CLICHÉ! * And so began an adventure. Him, me and his four enemies. Travelling the world only to explore, eat and live-- minus the explore part of it. Learning secrets, listening to drunk/almost sober rants, and an unhealthy amount of annoyed eye-rolls. And as if that wasn't enough, now they want to throw a party! Exactly the kind of thing someone who's basically being hunted down would come up with! Just perfect!

it's just a short story of two friends having fun on a picnic, one of them is terrified of germs, the other one is having millions of butterflies inside of their belly.

i stumbled across a post on instagram where someone was talking about really dark eyes - not ones that have flecks of gold in them🙄 - and how they wanted more of them in stories, so i was inspired. this is a friends-to-lovers one shot, and i hope you enjoy it!:)

balls in my mouth

Have you ever had the same dream over and over? Have you seen the same person every time in the dream? Come into the dreams of Dove, sit in the field and enjoy small talk with a mysterious stranger. His eyes, I can get lost in those eyes. His smile? It's small but when he smirks my insides feel like butterflies have been released. He has a very isolated stance but I'm drawn to the crazy look in his eyes. That darkness... I can feel it in my core.

Their are not many names , but it's more of a ongoing enemy lover arc kind of plot... it should be pretty descriptive so idk try it... Also I know Dorians name was taken from Throne of Glass, but I couldn't find any royal name like that so I took that one

A story between two teens who fell in love . . . . . uh hey y'all so I'm just making this story It's my first time writing something . It's kinda enemies to lovers story English is not my main lunguage but I tried my best not to make any grammar mistakes, I hope you enjoy reading and I would like to know your opinion so please leave a comment

The gun goes bang bang, and so do the characters

Emiliana Rofiwald is a girl that lives a pretty healthy life. Her one problem is, her parents forbid her from dating. She's always listened to them and never dated. The one exception is a guy she regrets even meeting. Since that guy, she starts to think that, this rule might not be that bad. That was until she went on a date with the new guy.

Freeform poem. My crush. -Please do not take credit for my work.-

"I don't believe we've met" I jump, turning around and dropping the glass I had only just picked up. I awaited the sound of glass breaking, but nothing came. "And you are" his voice was deep laced with a beautiful french accent. My glass was in his hand, and he leaned lazily against the counter. My breath caught. Dark hair, close to black, and these piercing blue eyes stared at me, awaiting an answer. this was bad, really bad