A House Of The Night Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The dark hallway beyond was empty, but the air was heavy with an unnatural chill. Sophia’s grip on Luca tightened, her motherly instincts screaming at her to run. But where? They were trapped in this house, surrounded by secrets they couldn’t begin to understand. And now, it seemed as though the house knew them—intimately. Ethan took a step toward the door, but before he could move any further, the pages of the book began to turn violently again, faster and faster, until they stopped on a blank page. A single word appeared, written in bold, black ink:

Raven couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store for her in this mysterious encounter with Adaora. As she reached out to grab the book, her heart skipped a beat. It was the one she had been searching for, The Night Watcher and The Vampire. She breathed a sigh of relief as she flipped open the book, eager to delve into its contents and find the answers she was looking for. The previous night, she had only briefly glimpsed at the title, without taking the time to look at the book's content. As Raven perused the pages, she couldn't help but notice that the vast collection of books that surrounded her were paranormal books.

I said, looking now at the room we were in. The library was massive. Large ladders on wheels leaned against a few of the back walls where the books reached up to the ceiling and smaller step ladders stood against the lower shelves. It smelled of dust and wood. They quite impressed me with the collection and I wondered if they had normal books here. “The information might be old. It is rare for the Hunters in this area to allow any supernatural beings to stay for long, because of how large London is and how often people come and go,” Rem said as he moved further into the room, with me following behind him.

The Wrenley that spent lunches in the library or under a tree with a good book? Ben leaves and the rest of the night is promised to me. Adam takes a quick shower so I put on my pajamas and wander downstairs for a glass of water. The house is big and empty and quiet. The sounds of my footsteps are loud against the wood floors as I trace my previous steps to the kitchen. It's like being in a haunted mansion except the ghosts are replaced with werewolves. My eyes shift from the dark hallways to the black windows in anticipation. At any moment a rogue or evil mother-in-law will jump out and send me running for the bedroom like a child for their mother. I don't like being down here alone at night

The bone door did not resist them the second time. Elif touched her still bleeding palm to its surface, and the shadows parted like curtains, the bones grinding against each other as the entrance swung open. She stepped through without hesitation, Niklas close behind her, their footsteps echoing in the darkness beyond. The First Wolf's presence pressed against her skin, not threatening but watchful, like a parent observing a child from across a crowded room.

My Father was a mere delta and suddenly got promoted to a Gamma, since he was old, it was one of the best feelings for our family, but things didn't go as planned for me like the others. I was born into a family of 7(seven), me, my Mum, my dad and my four sisters, Bianca, Kimberly, Linda and Quail, they got their wolves early unlike me and they were a blessing to the family. Bianca the eldest got mated on the same day I was declared Wolfless and the others are looking forward to getting their own mate, Kimberly and Linda has their own boyfriends, so their chance of getting their mate is very Lucid.

Lisa Throughout the night, I'm unable to sleep with the pull of the blood moon growing stronger. I lay here in bed tossing and turning until I finally just give up on trying to sleep. I get out of bed, feeling this rush from the blood moon. I look down at my trembling hands, looking at my elongated claws as my inner beast pushes forward. I take in a deep breath, slowly exhaling, trying to calm myself. I look down at my hands again, forcing my claws to retreat back into their nail beds.

"So sure." The book spun faster under his touch. Pages blurred together until they were just streaks of light and shadow. Then it stopped, settling on a page that looked like all the others but somehow wasn't. "She borrowed and returned the Bloodline Codex." "What is that?" "It is a book that records all supernatural houses. The ones that matter at least." My phone chimed. I fumbled for it, nearly dropping the stack of books in the process. The message was short and impersonal.

House Of Night BY P.C. CAST AND KRISTIN CAST Hogwarts for vampires? Yes, Harry Potter had his wizard school, but there are at least two series that give vampire teens their own school. First up: The House of Night series, six books written by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, a mother-and-daughter team from Tulsa, Okla. Marked, Betrayed, Chosen, Untamed, Hunted and Tempted. Vampires are chosen almost randomly, and they have to enter special academies, where they go through a program and slowly change — or die. This series is quite well-done, and has a lot of goddess theology and ritual in it.

“I don’t tell them everything. There are secrets I’ve had to keep from them before. If this is truly something they don’t need to know, I won’t be the one to tell them.” I sighed deeply. Fuck. I was really about to divulge a secret that wasn’t mine to someone else. But I needed someone that could help, and I needed some direction. I wasn’t good at giving backstories and all that shit, plus if Alpha Adrian was serious about five minutes, we only had a few left.” “Onyx is a vampire and werewolf hybrid.” No sense in beating around the bush, I always say. “Wait. What? How? Oh! Her mother, Iliana. That sneaky bastard!”