Darkacademia Stories

He hides in the shadows. I was never meant to find him-yet every step closer pulls me deeper into his world. Secrets wrap around us like chains, desire burns in the dark, and soon... I can't tell if I'm falling in love or falling apart. Because when the line between light and shadow blurs... Someone always gets torn. Torn Between Shadow is a dark, obsessive romance about secrets, manipulation, and the dangerous allure of the person you can't stop watching. 📖 Currently ranked: #4 in High School Drama If you crave: ✔ dark psychological twists ✔ toxic love that blurs hate & obsession ✔ secret desires behind perfect smiles ...then welcome to Ethan & Xander's world-where love isn't gentle, it's destructive. #DarkRomance #ObsessiveLove #EnemiesToLovers #PsychologicalDrama #HighSchoolDrama #BoysLove #ToxicLove #DarkObsession #gay #gaylove #mxm #gayfiction #boyxboy #teen #teenfiction #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtfiction

Y/N L/N was never meant to be ordinary. Born into the Malfoy family and burdened with impossible expectations, she enters Hogwarts carrying both her parents' ambition and the shadow of a brother who despises her - Lucius Malfoy. Sorted into Slytherin, Y/N struggles to live up to the brilliance she was raised to embody, battling academic pressure, social hostility, and her own self-doubt. But among whispered rumors, rivalries, and the sharp cruelty of Hogwarts politics, one presence stands out - Tom Riddle. Cold. Brilliant. Observant. A boy who speaks rarely, watches closely, and hides far more than he reveals. As Y/N fights to prove herself in a world that expects perfection, she finds herself drawn into Tom's orbit - where ambition, danger, and quiet tension begin to intertwine. Because at Hogwarts, power is never harmless... And neither is falling for someone who may one day become a monster. TAGS: Tom Riddle x Y/N, Tom Riddle x Reader, Tom Riddle Fanfiction, Harry Potter Fanfiction, Hogwarts Era (Tom Riddle), 1940s Hogwarts, Slytherin, Malfoy Family, Lucius Malfoy, Pureblood Reader, Dark Academia, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Villain Love Interest, Morally Grey Characters, Dark Romance, Forbidden Attraction, Psychological Tension, Power Dynamics, Manipulation, Obsession, Possessive Tom Riddle, Protective Tom Riddle, Cold Male Lead, Mysterious Male Lead, Corruption Arc, Angst, Emotional Conflict, Mutual Obsession, Hidden Feelings, Secret Meetings, Hogwarts Politics, Student Rivalry, Dark Magic Elements, Forbidden Magic, Late Night Corridors, Library Encounters, Transfiguration Class, Professor Dumbledore, Slughorn, Magic & Mystery, Character Development, Reader Insert, Strong Female Reader, Smart Reader, Slow Emotional Development, Soft Moments, Dramatic, Quote-Worthy, Dark Themes, Red Flags, "He's the Danger", Villain Romance, Dark Aesthetic, Tension-Filled

What happens when Pond's best friend, Tian, mysteriously dies? When Pond's best friend Tian dies under mysterious circumstances, the truth is buried as quickly as his body. Found lifeless on the campus of an elite school, Tian's death is ruled an accident - a reckless mix of drugs and a fatal fall. But Pond knows better. Tian would never live that way and someone is lying. Driven by grief and suspicion, Pond transfers to Kingsmere Academy, a prestigious school where wealth buys silence and power rewrites the truth. Behind its perfect halls hide secrets far darker than he ever imagined. There, he meets Phuwin - the spoiled, reckless son of a powerful politician. A boy who lives for parties, breaks rules without consequence, and seems completely untouchable. Everything about him screams trouble. Pond despises him. Until he realizes Phuwin may be the only person who knows what really happened the night Tian died. Forced into each other's worlds, anger slowly turns into attraction, and attraction into something dangerous. The closer Pond gets to the truth, the deeper he falls for the one person he shouldn't trust. In a school where lies protect the rich and secrets can kill, Pond must choose: follow his heart... or expose a truth powerful people will do anything to keep buried. Because Tian's death wasn't an accident. And someone at Kingsmere knows exactly why.

Serenity University doesn't assign tutors without a reason. Sabrina Knight is the top student - quiet, observant, and trusted by every professor. When she's asked to tutor Xavier De Rose Salvatore, she expects arrogance, laziness, and entitlement. What she doesn't expect is a student who never studies yet knows everything. Xavier is a vampire by choice and something far worse by fate - a hybrid who doesn't fully understand his own power. Each session brings Sabrina closer to the truth behind his shifting eyes, his dangerous calm, and the secrets buried beneath Serenity University. As a new student arrives and old enemies awaken, lines between human and monster blur. And when revenge finally demands a name, Sabrina will be the first to answer. Some stories are written in blood. Others are decided by fate.

First, she broke the rules. Then, she broke Mara. Saint Dymphna's Academy operates on a simple hierarchy. Reputations are built in secret and liquidated in public. Mara Lennox exists as the girl with the hoodie. She stands safe because she is invisible. Then Nova Hayes arrived and changed everything. In this school, privacy is a liability. Loving Nova Hayes is a emotional disaster. At Saint Dymphna's, love is a risk assessment, and Mara Lennox is failing.

La stella più luminosa è anche quella con più segreti. A diciassette anni, Bellatrix Strixs sa che la sopravvivenza ha il sapore del sangue e il rumore della pioggia del Bronx. Un tempo era la luce per i fratelli Asteris, ma un segreto inconfessabile e un peccato imperdonabile l'hanno costretta a fuggire, diventando un'ombra tra i dannati. Ora, dopo anni di silenzio, la famiglia Strixs è tornata. L'Asteris Academy non è una scuola come le altre. E Sirio Asteris, un tempo un ragazzino amorevole e dolce, ora è lo spietato primogenito dal cuore freddo e dall'animo distaccato. Il passato lo sta uccidendo dall'interno, insieme al ricordo dei baci e delle carezze del suo piccolo Lucifero. Mentre le mura dell'Accademia sussurrano di tradimenti e di una morte misteriosa, I fratelli Strixs e i loro amici, dovranno affrontare l'Iniziazione dei Luxifers. Tra roulette russe, baci che sanno di polvere da sparo e verità che bruciano tra le fiamme dell'Inferno, Bellatrix capirà che non è tornata per chiedere perdono. È tornata per reclamare il suo trono. Perché se Sirio è il re della dannazione, lei è l'unica pronta a farsi chiamare Lucifero. Benvenuti all'Asteris Academy. Lasciate ogni speranza a voi ch'intrate.

Tom Marvolo Riddele x reader | " ℌ𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲." •꧁ THE TRAGEDY OF EXISTENCE꧂• "FOR THE NIGHT IS DARK AND FULL OF TERRORS." •༻ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢 ༺• •" THE ORPHAN..."• •" Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality."• -Edgar Allan Poe •༻ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔫𝔡༺• •" I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me."• -Sylthia Plath •[EXIT GOD]•🜚

Sixth year changes everything. Genevieve Evangeline Thorne returns to Hogwarts knowing the castle no longer hold the same wonder it once did. Magic has rules now. People have patterns. And some silences feel heavier than words ever could. Tom Riddle, in his final year, is one of those silences. Brilliant, composed, and quietly feared, he stands at the edge of something far greater than school tradition or academic ambition. Genevieve sees it long before most do, not because he tells her, but because he never needs to. What begins as shared understanding grows into an intimacy built on observation, restraint, and everything left unsaid. As the school year unfolds, knowledge sharpens into power, trust becomes a liability, and the fine line drawn between loyalty and ambition thins until it nearly disappears. When the confession finally comes, what has already been set in motion cannot be undone. Because some confessions are not salvation. They are leverage. And some things are never said for a reason.

"I have spent my life perfecting the art of being 'fine'-a linguistic shield that ensures no one ever looks at the bruising beneath the skin." In the heart of a city that never stops breathing, I move like a ghost. To the world, I am a portrait of professional success. To myself, I am a cartographer of a soul that has lost its way, navigating a "Calculus of Loss" where the remainder is always a heavy, haunting silence. Written in vivid, lyrical prose, this is not just a story-it is a sensory descent into the internal architecture of regret. It is the anatomy of an echo, the weight of unsent letters, and the friction of a heart rubbing against a life that no longer fits. From the sterile glass cages of the skyline to the rain-slicked neon of midnight diners, Whispers in the Abyss of Solitude explores the "no-go zones" of the human psyche. It is a journey for the thinkers, the watchers, and those who know that the most terrifying abyss isn't found in nature, but in the quiet moments between breaths. A deep, introspective navigation of the self. For fans of atmospheric prose, philosophical reflections, and the beauty found within the blur.

At Veritas University, fear isn't just an emotion-it's a weapon. When forensic science student Sabrina Reyes discovers a body at the elite Red Section's welcome party, she uncovers a pattern of deaths spanning a century. Each victim dies in a way that mirrors their deepest fear. Each death is marked by a crimson card with a Latin phrase. Someone knows everyone's secrets. Someone is executing a protocol that's been in motion for 100 years. And Sabi's name just appeared on the list. In a world where legacy means everything and secrets are currency, six students must uncover the truth before they become the next victims. But at Veritas University, the price of truth is paid in blood. "Fear has a price. Death has a pattern. The Protocol is eternal."

Thornwick is the kind of town where everyone smiles. And everyone lies. When Maya moves from London to a quiet Yorkshire town, she expects boredom. Not reality breaking. Not time freezing. Not cracks in the air that only she can see. But she's not alone. Three other students are seeing it too - the pause, the distortion, the wrongness spreading through Thornwick. And the more they look, the wider the cracks become. Because something is waiting in the hollow between seconds. And it's been waiting for someone who can see.

She thought it was just a mirror. She was wrong. Some reflections don't belong to you. Some rituals are not meant to be remembered. And some men don't come into your life to save you... they come to study you. One stands in the shadows, whispering rules that were never written. The other watches with calm eyes, collecting pieces like evidence. Between them, she doesn't know whether she's the subject... or the experiment. Nothing is what it seems. Not the mirror. Not the ritual. Not even the truth. And the worst part? You won't know who the real villain is - until it's too late.

🌸 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬 Some love ᴴᴱᴬᴸˢ. Some love ᴰᴱˢᵀᴿᴼᵞˢ. And some... smile before they hurt. In a world where devotion blurs into obsession and kindness hides cruelty, Cherry Blossom follows a story where emotions are weapons, trust is dangerous, and love is never innocent. Every character wears a 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙠. Every 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩. And every choice leaves scars. "ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ" "𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅" ⤇𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙥𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 , 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 , 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢. ⭆🌙 Urdu version coming soon on Instagram

At St. Cecilia's Institute of Dance, Drama, and Literature, art is devotion-and reputation is everything. During the institute's annual festival, under chandeliers and stage lights, a ballerina goes missing. By the time she is found, she is already dead. Carla McKenzie was never meant to be part of it. Neither were her best friend Tiffany Williams, nor Elias Mason-the quiet drama student who knows when to stay silent and when to act. But mysteriously, the body disappears. They don't know what to do, but they make a choice- To investigate this on their own. As rehearsals continue and performances unfold, secrets bleed through polished routines. Love affairs blur. Loyalties fracture. And the line between performance and reality dissolves. Because at St. Cecilia's, everyone is acting. And someone is lying. A dark academia mystery where ballet meets blood, Shakespeare meets silence, and love lingers in the spaces between guilt and grace.

Professor Ekaansh Chauhan doesn't believe in love. A historian by profession, he trusts facts, not feelings-except for the recurring nightmare that has followed him since childhood: a burning temple, clashing swords, and a woman screaming his name as he dies. Ira Sharma is a shy archaeology student who avoids temples and panics at the sound of metal. She doesn't know why ancient ruins make her chest ache-or why her cold, distant professor feels painfully familiar. As Ira attends Ekaansh's lectures on medieval kingdoms, memories from another life begin to surface. But she remembers only one thing- Watching him die. She doesn't remember loving him. He doesn't remember being loved. Bound by a past soaked in blood and betrayal, they must face a truth history tried to erase. Some love stories don't end. They wait to be remembered.

She was sent away to disappear for a while. From the city to a quiet town she does not trust. From noise to silence. From control to a house that watches her back. Hollow House is old, cold, and never truly quiet. At night, walls scratch. Footsteps stop outside her door. Shadows move then vanish. She tells herself it is stress. She does not believe in ghosts. Until she sees the woman in white. She appears only in the dark. Hair hiding her face. Always watching. Never speaking. Fear turns into fixation. Fixation turns into longing. And as the house closes in, she starts to question what is real, what is imagined, and what is slowly claiming her. In Hollow House, the dark does not hide things. It reveals them.

*****A gothic Wednesday AU***** Reichenbach Academy has always thrived on silence. Pressed uniforms. Polished stone. Perfect control. And something ancient buried far beneath its halls. When a student collapses mid-class with glowing sigils carved into his skin, the administration insists the situation is contained. The students don't believe them. Thorn Rosales, a half-vampire psychic known for trouble, hears the disturbance before anyone names it. A song threading through the academy's bones. Xavier Thorpe, haunted by the Hyde and his past at Nevermore, begins drawing the same symbols appearing across campus, as if something is guiding his hand. Together, they uncover a truth Reichenbach has spent centuries burying. This is a slow-burn, lore-heavy gothic mystery about power, memory, and forbidden connection. Where silence is a weapon, and the walls are starting to sing.

Some doors are locked for a reason. Centuries ago, Lucien was entrusted with the stewardship of a library unlike any other: a vast, hidden archive where the oldest truths of the world were kept safe from those who would twist them. Over the centuries, he has watched seekers come and go, most leaving empty-handed... if they left at all. Now, Isla's search for her missing sister leads her to the library's threshold. Drawn into its labyrinth of secrets, she finds herself under Lucien's watchful eye- unsure whether he means to help her, hinder her, or keep her there forever. As they follow a trail of ancient records and dangerous revelations, Isla begins to suspect her sister's disappearance is tied to something far larger and far older than she ever imagined. And in the library's depths, where history blurs with the present, the cost of finding the truth may be more than either of them can bear.

(twilight fanfiction) "𝓘'𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼, 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓸 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂." She was the flightless bird, who could no longer reach the stars to allow the moon to catch her. He was a stoic composer, who let his music translate his thoughts. And she was the muse behind his most tragic ballad. - mentions of triggering subjects. 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮 : 11 February 2026 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮 : to be announced 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 : Wednesdays ocxoc

One night. One bad decision. One missing sister. Luce was supposed to be looking out for her sister, Sara. Instead, she left her at the Desecrated -a ruined church rumored to be the hunting ground for a local cult [cite: 18, 2025-10-26]. The next morning, Sara is gone. When the police declare it a kidnapping, Luce is trapped. Her only alibi is the dark, terrifying stranger who gave her a ride home . To tell the truth means exposing her own secret-a secret that now makes her the prime suspect in her sister's disappearance. Her only guide is a cryptic note Sara left behind, warning her to trust no one-especially not Leo , Luce's charming, "golden boy" ex-boyfriend. The note points her to the one person she's terrified of: "C". "Corvo". The dangerous, silent outcast who haunts the town's shadows. He was there that night. He saw everything. And now, he's the only one who holds the key to the truth. Caught between the "perfect" ex everyone trusts and the "bad boy" everyone fears, Luce must unravel the town's darkest secrets. But in a place built on lies, who is the real monster? This is the official English translation of my Italian novel, "L'Ombra sul Campanile".