A Walk In The Night Novels & Stories

****************************** That Night In The Capital ****************************** Clarissa was walking in the darkness of the town alone and utterly miserable, the town outside the palace was so quiet, there was no single soul on the street, It was midnight after all. She wipe her tears with the edge of her gown and headed towards her house at the far end of the town. there's nothing to be afraid of, as the town is mostly full of friendly creatures. She slightly gives her door a push and the door creak wide open.

he spat. I studied him like a wounded prey I was done playing with. I didn’t see the crowd. Didn’t hear the announcer. I just moved. One step. One shift of my hip. Crack. My shin collided with his skull. He dropped like a rock, convulsed once, and went still. “Oh God! He's done it again,” the voice from the speaker yelled. “The Night Walker wins this round once again.” The cage went wild. Screaming. Whistling. Money thrown over the wire. I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel something that wasn’t Summer. Unfortunately, it still wasn’t enough. I wiped the blood off my mouth and walked out. Straight to the locker room.

Good night. Vardo watched her go, a slow grin spreading as her hips swayed in retreat. She didn't see it, didn't feel the gruesomeness of his stare tracing the curve of her ass under the pencil skirt. Unaware, Nia pushed through the doors into the night, the city's lights blurring as she hailed a cab. Back in her modest Georgetown apartment, she kicked off her shoes and poured that wine, sinking into the couch.

Maya’s POV The city lights looked like tiny diamonds scattered across the night sky as I walked out of the Sky Lounge, clutching Liam’s black card so tightly my knuckles turned white. My heart was still racing. My head felt like it was spinning. What just happened? I stopped on the sidewalk, staring down at the sleek card with his name embossed in gold. Liam. A man who looked like money itself. A man who could probably buy this entire city without blinking. And he just offered me a job that could change everything.

“A daughter. She was taken when I escaped. I never found her.” I reached out without thinking, touching her hand. “Then let’s make sure no one else loses theirs.” Caroline gave a small, brittle smile. “You sound like your father.” “Then maybe I’m on the right path.” We stood, the night pressing in around us. Walsh’s agents were still hidden in the trees somewhere, listening through the wire, but I didn’t care anymore. I turned off the mic and met Caroline’s eyes. “When do we leave?” “Tomorrow at dawn,” she said. “Pack light. No phones. If you need to reach me, use this.”

I asked, turning to Valerie. “Those are the things that kidnapped Angela—the Night Walkers,” she replied. “Night walkers? But it's the middle of the day, and we're not even close to their forest yet,” I yelled, trying to push my way through the snow quickly. The night walkers quickly caught up to us and surrounded us, growling loudly as they blocked every possible escape route around us. They had no ears or noses, only a large head that looked like an extended neck with a mouth and eyes. They had rows of large fangs, and their bodies released smoke so much that it was like they were actually made of it.

Pitch dark inside was punctuated by spiraling neon spotlights, flickering strobe lights, and the black-lit haze of scantily clad bodies undulating on a tightly packed dance floor. Nina sauntered in first, leading the way. She reached up and touched the bouncer’s chest with her fingertips and dragged them along his pecs as she passed by. He grinned like an idiot, adjusted his pants, and as she looked back and winked at him, snapped his teeth at her playfully. Kayden grasped Nina’s hand when she reached back for him. The Gammas followed. The door swung shut behind them, and they were swallowed whole by the wild world of Freak Night at Bad Wolf.

Seeing her smile, Natalie was reminded of the unsightly scenes from half a month ago. She didn't even want to spare her a glance. Natalie turned to Sienna and asked, "Sienna, what's the job?" "Natalie, you haven't walked on the runway for a long time, right? Tonight, All Night Manor has a night show. Get ready," Sienna said with a friendly smile. "Sienna, All Night Manor is a nightclub!" Natalie exclaimed in shock. They wanted her to do a show there?! All Night Manor was a famous nightclub in Novarisia, a luxurious venue with high-end clientele. It was a favorite gathering place for the wealthy and decadent youth of Paykston, and a place filled with countless shady dealings.

Slowly and steadily, I sauntered my way to room 366, to Lucas. Lucas be prepared. Too much lay in stock for you.

At the front desk, the receptionist glanced at her with mild suspicion, taking in her damp, disheveled appearance. “May I help you, miss?” “I need a room.” Sabrina pulled out her money and set it on the counter. “How much will this get me?” The receptionist’s wary gaze softened. The poor woman looked more frightened than anything—probably running from something or someone. “This will get you our simplest room for three nights. You’ll also have access to the buffet and bar.” Sabrina nodded. “Thank you.” After handling the check-in, she dragged her suitcase to the elevator and up to her room—208.