Darkart Stories

Beware of the shittery, is this shit even art? Yeah I'mma just put my shit drawings on here because it couldn't possibly be any worse. Feel free to say how truly horrible it is. My mental health is rapidly declining (again) so I'm drawing again.

my collection of poems. these are my thoughts expressed in a passive & poetic sense. not some regular stuff, emotionally influential. from my heart to yours.

hi guys its my first short horror story i wish that u like it

This story resonates around a witch, living in the dark woods embracing the silence in the forest. But her fate changes when she is invited to the biggest party of the country, organized by none other than a witch hunter family. What happens when she falls for the only son of the family, ALEZANDRO CASTRO, the best witch hunter of the country???

In a world shrouded in mystery and foreboding, an envoy embarks on a perilous journey. His footsteps resonate, initially confident but soon tainted by hesitation. He stands before a throne concealing ancient secrets, a place of eerie grandeur. A voice from the throne challenges his purpose, and fear engulfs him. The envoy confronts a colossal figure, unaware of the profound power it possesses. As the envoy's lineage faces extinction, he realizes the enormity of his encounter. Secrets, once thought hidden forever, unravel in the presence of this enigmatic being. A realm untouched by time, where civilizations have crumbled, and their stories faded. A guardian of humanity's hidden truths, he walks towards the beckoning light, a solitary figure in a world of forgotten mysteries.

When the shadows of Windsor Heights rise again, six young heirs of forgotten sins must face a storm of spirits, curses, and impossible choices-because in this village, destiny does not choose the worthy; it chooses the wounded.

Introduction: In a world where light has drowned beneath the waves of hatred, hope is nothing more than a fading whisper. The Knight of Darkness has triumphed - the heroes have fallen. Susie and Ralsei are gone, the towns swallowed by the abyss, and the world itself trembles under eternal night. But just when everything seemed lost, one soul refused to fade. Kris - broken, bleeding, yet unyielding - reaches for a forgotten power. Guided by a crimson soul, he finds the last glimmer of salvation: the Reset. From the shattered ruins of despair, a new being is born - Clair, the fusion of Kris's determination and Sans's will to protect. Together, they must rewrite fate, confront the remnants of the Knight's wrath, and decide what this reborn world will become: Mercy, Destruction, or Peace

The Weight of Shadows Viktor Karlin, a brilliant philosophy professor, once preached that truth is an illusion and meaning is a construct. But when he resigns from his prestigious position after a public debate on moral relativism, his life takes an unexpected turn. Plagued by doubt and disillusionment, Viktor sets out on a journey to test the very beliefs he's spent his life defending. In the heart of the city, he meets Anya-a young, troubled artist whose paintings reflect a deep, haunting understanding of human suffering. As Viktor forms an unlikely bond with her, he finds himself drawn into the darkness she paints, each stroke revealing the fragility of the human spirit. But Anya holds secrets of her own, and her art may be more than just a reflection of the world-it may be a warning. When Viktor encounters Mikhail, a devout taxi driver who lives by an unshakeable faith, he is forced to confront a terrifying truth: his detached philosophy may have led him down a path of self-destruction. But is it too late to change? Can the weight of his past be lifted, or will it continue to haunt him as he faces the consequences of his actions? As Viktor's world unravels, he must decide whether to embrace the possibility of redemption-or remain trapped in the shadows of his own making. --- Suspenseful, philosophical, and gripping-The Weight of Shadows will keep you questioning everything you thought you knew about truth, morality, and the search for meaning. Can Viktor find a way out, or is he doomed to carry the weight of his choices forever?

Intro to a short story

Reya, a woman unhappy with her life.

When 22-year-old Kikelomo Olayiwola gets selected for an exclusive, all-expenses-paid art residency at the prestigious Olowo Art Pavilion in Ibadan, she believes her big break has finally come. The gallery is legendary, the artists are elite, and the curators? Cold, eccentric, and obsessed with control. But once inside, she realizes this isn't just a space for creativity. It's a house of secrets, whispers, and rituals. Artists start disappearing. Paintings bleed. Doors lock without reason. And somehow, her art seems to know things she hasn't yet told anyone. As her sense of reality unravels, Kikelomo must decide: is this all in her head, or is the gallery alive-and hungry? Because in Olowo Pavilion, you don't just create art. You become it.

Aaron Petali is the father of the late Barney Petali and were also Flower Humans. They were special for their ancestors helping the ancestors of the Season Elves bringing back peace and balance to Planet Vothars with some other creatures on their side. Aaron was then chosen by the Keeper of The Garden Of Wonders to go on a massive journey to find out who killed his father, which was a Dark Lord after hearing news that he has returned to bring his Dark Art to Theoi Blela for another time! What will await Aaron in his new journey while living the sweet Votharian life?

It's a new Dark Age for the dead. When the Second Inquisition's vampire hunters hacked phone lines and computer networks to expose and destroy vampires all over the world, the elders turned to undead couriers like you. For ten years, you've raced across the desert between cities, delivering vital information and supplies. But when an old friend reappears with a plan to disrupt the blood trade across the American Southwest, everything you've built starts crashing down. Outrun the Competition. Drive, hide, or fight back! Unleash the powers of your blood in ancient Disciplines to change form, vanish from sight, or dominate the minds of your enemies. Employ blood magic, inhuman strength, and the creatures of the night to escape destruction-or just run your enemies off the road and keep driving.

I married a serial killer... and I stayed. Not because I'm stupid. Not because I'm blind. But because some monsters don't look like monsters when they're holding your hand and calling you sweetheart. Lewis isn't what you think. He's calm. Gentle. Works for the medical examiner. Opens doors. Brings me pizza at midnight. The kind of man that makes you feel untouchable. Until the night I came home early and saw blood pooling at his feet. I should've run. I didn't. Now I'm stuck between love and survival, between truth and the narrative I control for a living. I work at one of the biggest news stations in the region. I know how to bend a story. I know how to bury one. And if the world ever found out who my husband really is... it wouldn't just destroy him. It would destroy me too. They say most serial killers are psychopaths. That you can never fully trust them. That they'll always choose themselves in the end. They're probably right. And that's exactly what makes this so dangerous. This isn't a story about a girl who didn't know. It's about a girl who found out... and chose to stay. If you think love could never make you cross a line, keep reading. Because I used to think that too New parts every Sunday ! Stay tuned !!!!

This story describes A lot Perhaps There will be Few pages Of your life I'm not a perfect writer I just write to feel better From all the things I suffer

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vents. severe tws. don't read if easily triggered Most of these will seem like a cry for help. I assure you, then are not. I just have to get these feelings out somehow before I actually explode.

Digital art That I have made this year on ibispaintx

kim Ma-Ri is a simple girl who shifts to a new place , but is totally unaware of the secrets it hold , not knowing her ownself , and her past , holding back all the dark and twisted secrets secrets that involve blood, love and lust "you taste different and known to me , who are you ?" ⚠️ there might be some sensitive content, if you are uncomfortable please do not read ⚠️ Cover by @soosvr on wattpad