Darkliterature Stories

This story was written during a time of questions not answers. I wanted to explore what it means to be alive without truly living, to feel watched by your own mind, to carry a version of yourself that doesn't quite fit. IN OR OUT is about memory, identity, isolation, and the eerie comfort of routine. It's about the lines between sanity and survival, between shadow and self, between being seen... and being known. I invite you to read with an open mind and maybe a cautious heart. Some of what you read will be real. Some of it won't. And some... will feel too close to home. Thank you for stepping inside. - blossomarcade1 🌙

What happens when kings lose their crowns, Titans lose their light, and poets lose their words? MERIDIAN FIELDS dives into a surreal world where history, mythology, and raw human emotions collide. Meet a mad king who dreams of beauty, a fallen Titan stuck in a cosmic midlife crisis, and a whole host of characters searching for meaning in a universe that's falling apart. It's poetic, it's dramatic, it's a little weird... told in fragments of poetic monologues, dramatic dialogues and vivid imagery... If you're into mythology mashups, existential meltdowns, and beautifully broken words, this one's for you. Get ready to wander the fields of dreams, despair, and maybe a little hope.

You'll fall in love with Gabriel... are you ready for the ride? He inserts himself in every exhale of a wintery street. He's the perfectly defined shadow. These are all fragments of thought of other characters that found themselves in his presence.

Routine keeps her sane until it starts to eat her alive. In a house that never feels clean and a city that never wakes, one girl struggles to keep her grip on reality as her family, her work, and her own body begin to decay. Each sunrise blurs into the same nightmare, and each night brings her closer to something she can't escape: herself.

Every night, he stands trial in a courtroom built from his guilt. Each accuser? Someone he once hurt. Each verdict? A stain on his waking life. Aleks Sarin has always avoided hard questions-about who he is, what he's done, and who he's become. But when his dreams turn into surreal courtrooms run by the shadows of his past, reality begins to unravel. The only way out may be to confess the truth he never dared to face.

Naoya Shibata is just another ordinary high school student in an unremarkable town-until he discovers a cassette tape abandoned on the beach. The voice on the tape belongs to a girl named Eri, a sharp-tongued and enigmatic figure who claims to see through the lies and masks of the world. As Naoya becomes obsessed with her cryptic messages, his life spirals into chaos. Drawn deeper into Eri's strange game, Naoya begins to question everything: his friends, his family, and even his own sanity. When his childhood friend Isla returns to town, she's determined to pull him back from the brink. But the more Isla uncovers about Eri, the more she realizes the truth might be something even she isn't prepared to face. Is Eri real, or is she a figment of Naoya's fractured mind? As the tapes grow darker and the lines between reality and delusion blur, Naoya is forced to confront the horrifying depths of his own psyche-and the secrets that lie buried in his past.

Who needs the medicine? --- "Copying someone else's work is plagiarism and is not tolerated." Created & Published: 01-07-24 © NavrinVaen | NV

Jayce has always been invisible. A shadow lurking behind the ordinary, trapped in the monotony of life, carrying the silent ache of a world he never asked for. Every day bleeds into the next, gray clouds mirrored in his mind, until one moment shatters him, a breakdown so raw it burns, so violent it redefines reality. But what if madness is only the beginning? What if, in the disorder of his collapse, he could tear the veil of time itself? From prehistoric forests to ancient debates, from the rise of civilizations to the minds of the greatest thinkers, Jayce will witness humanity's soul and confront the truths that most are blind to. This is a journey through history, philosophy, and the rawest edges of consciousness. It's dark. It's relentless. And it's unapologetically..Jayce. And maybe, just maybe, a reflection of something inside you.

Sometimes people need help, but only a few find the right kind. --- "Copying someone else's work is plagiarism and is not tolerated." Created & Published: 01-20-24 © NavrinVaen | NV

Aaron, a philosophy professor, is consumed by existential despair. He's lost touch with his passion for life and teaching, feeling trapped in a meaningless cycle. Every morning, he's confronted by his reflection in the mirror, symbolizing his self-loathing. A haunting voice from within the mirror echoes his darkest thoughts: he's resigned himself to absurdity, devoid of purpose. As Aaron spirals deeper into darkness, he wonders if he's beyond redemption. The mirror's silence is deafening, leaving him with a haunting question: Can he escape the void within? The truth teeters on the edge of revelation... will Aaron find solace, or succumb to the emptiness?

A short horror story based of one of my nightmares, awful creatures that share the resemblance of dead humans and disgusting Imagery, this is not a easy-read story TW: death, blood, rotting flesh, dead animals.

Love is so addictive.

What if what we call routine was just a carefully written fiction? An ordinary day. One unexpected question. Sometimes, the only way out... is to go back in.

In the spaces between breath and silence, where light fractures and shadows gather, there is a place that refuses to be named. lingering, bleeding through cracks in memory and time. This is a place of unspoken grief, of sorrow that twists and folds until it becomes something else: a pulse beneath the skin, a weight that no hand can lift. This book does not seek to explain, to heal, or to comfort. It is a reckoning, a slow unraveling of the threads we thought were meant to hold us together. It speaks in riddles and half-truths, in the language of broken things and fractured souls. If you enter, listen closely. The echoes may not answer, but they will ask everything.

Self Casket Bells toll low in the weeping rain, shadows lean in the chapel's frame. Lilies choke on the scent of decay, whispers curl where the mourners pray. Eyes avert, yet all have seen, the trembling hands, the spaces between. Some doors open, and none return, some candles drip, yet never burn. In the hush, a truth takes shape, wrapped in silk no soul can escape. And in that silence, deep and vast, a farewell is given... that should never last. For #WITWcontest.

Gale's life is normal as she lives with her small, dysfunctional family. Until her mom gets married and commits suicide. Though she was too young to understand. Now she's wondering about her mom, her step dad after his mysterious death, and how to contain her feelings for 2 men in her life.

It is hard to live in a decaying city. It is even harder to care. This is not a story of heroes or villains - but of those who are left behind. It is about an erased secretary, a journalist that staid too long, about people who lament in their silence rather than speak up for change. This book, told through haunting prose, and biblical echoes, offers a slow burning ache, about silence, complicity and the cost of being human in an inhumane system.

In 1950s Los Angeles, Carl, a physics student, battles temporal lobe epilepsy that fuels his obsessive pursuit of exotic matter and spirals him into madness. As his seizures intensify, so does his rage, transforming him from a troubled genius into a methodical serial killer, targeting those who challenge his fractured brilliance

"The Weight of Silence" By Chaitanya Trapped in a world of his own thoughts, a young man battles the suffocating silence that surrounds him. His days blend into one another, filled with the oppressive weight of isolation and a longing for something-anything-that might break through the stillness of his existence. In a room that feels too small and a mind that feels even smaller, he confronts the truth he's been avoiding for as long as he can remember. With every passing moment, the silence grows louder, forcing him to face the dark corners of his soul. But some truths are too heavy to carry, and some silences too deafening to ignore. As the walls close in, he must decide if he can bear the weight, or if the silence will consume him entirely.

'That day, i saw a boy, solitary in a train compartment. A first year like myself, it appeared. But, unlike the bewildered, ecstatic peers around him awaiting their arrival to Hogwarts, a cunning radiance surrounded him. How could a boy of only eleven radiate such depravity? Who is he? Those are the questions that would change the path of my life.' A Tom Riddle x Reader, and the uprising of the man know to be 'Voldemort'. This work follows the canonical storyline, seen in the books, and films, but is built off of my own writings. A work in progress :)))