A House Of The Night Novel Novels & Stories

It was a heavy volume bound in deep scarlet leather. The title, written in gold, was “A Brief History of the Nocturne Territories and the Valerius Dynasty”. The subtitle was “Vampires and humans”. I snatched it up, quickly reading with my heart hammering. Vampires? Dynasty? My mind immediately began filing away information. This was no ordinary world.

I finish my dinner before diving into the book. The room gets darker after a while and I begin to realise that night has fallen. Sometimes I hear howls erupting from the outside but I’m able to ignore them. Growing up with wolves makes you used to their ways. I’m about halfway with the book when I go take another shower, getting dressed once again in one of Chase’s t-shirts. Then I scamper into bed, taking hold of the books once again. Somewhere through the reading and hearing of howls, I drift off into slumber.

he yelled through the door. I laughed as I clicked the lock. "Is that better?" "Much." I laughed. "Have a good night!" "You, too." Then I heard his boots falling hard against the carpeted hallway as he walked away. I poured myself a glass of iced tea and headed for my bedroom. Over the course of my lifetime, I was pretty lucky to have wound up here. Who would have thought that I would have found my home with a pack of wolves? I sat on the edge of the bed, took off my shoes, and then put them away. I was getting ready to change into a nightgown but thought better of it.

the lights went off in the lab, it was the time when they had to switch to the backup power. Olivia opened the pod first, she turned to pick the tranquilizer on the chair. his eyes flicked open , they were white, like that of the woman chanting spells, Olivia did'nt see his eyes, cuz the lights were out, and only the red emergency light was on, when she was about to touch him, his eyes glowed red, his wolf eyes, then it went back to it's beautiful shade of Chestnut-brown.

He had only read about the Hous, a kind of strange beast, in an ancient book, the Bizzare Story, but he had never seen one in person. Now, he had a chance to widen his knowledge. "Rarrrrrgh!" As soon as Evil Moon appeared, those Hous, who were either hovering or sleeping, all looked stunned. They looked up with cold light in their eyes and growled.

Histories, myths, philosophies—every book was a whisper of the past. Ashara’s gaze stopped on a particular section on the far wall, its books older, darker in design, and faintly ominous. Something about the curling silver script caught her attention. One of the titles read: Nocturnae Vitae: The Legacy of the Blood Born. Her breath hitched. “Vampires?” she murmured, tilting her head.

“The oldest House, founded by the Moon Goddess herself. A House built on the blood of the night and the moon….” He trails off, shaking his head in confusion. “But all the Houses are descended from the bloodline of the goddess herself,” I say. “That’s that the whole thing is, right? I’ve never even heard of that House before. It’s never been taught in our histories.” “Yeah,” August mutters, flipping the book over again. “Are we sure this isn’t some scrap book that some scribe decided to write fiction on?” Even though we’re seriously considering the possibility of that, even he knows it’s absurd the moment he said it.

I muttered as I ran toward my chambers, driven by a strange pull, a gut feeling that something was there waiting for me. In my room, I scanned my surroundings, something drawing me to a concealed compartment behind my bookshelf. I opened it, finding a small, worn book—a diary. My heart sank as I opened it, the words inside telling a dark, familiar story. This wasn’t just any diary; this was Luna Nora’s collection of secrets, a meticulous record of every vile act, every betrayal. The curses, the deaths, the machinations that had torn my family apart—it was all here.

Sometimes, I notice that I'm also becoming a little stupid without realizing it. "Ah, because I read a story in a book. This is how the story is described." I just answered him. I'm not lying because Breaking Dawn is a book, it was made into a show. I had a book that I bought at the book sale because the new one was too expensive so I bought it secondhand. It's still the same, and there's no difference. The only difference is that the ones in Fully Book and NBS are set with a case. "Tell me about this story." He looked at me as if he was interested in the story I read. I didn't blink at him because he was behind me so I wasn't sure of his expression. Whether it's smiling or still blank.