Agent Nightfall Novels & Stories

Damien's POV The call came in just after sunrise, cutting through the fragile peace of early morning like a blade. My phone buzzed relentlessly on the nightstand, the vibration rattling against the wood in a way that immediately set my nerves on edge. I groaned, my body heavy with the kind of exhaustion that comes from too many late nights spent poring over contracts and board proposals. Reaching for it blindly, squinting against the pale light filtering through the curtains, I saw the caller ID: "Head Butler – Knight Estate".

We talked;he asked me what my name was, Would he have forgotten this all of a sudden ? Did my pussy made him forget my name? I whispered. I chuckled and responded one more time. He than asked of my age. I told him I was 21, and he replied he was 31 years. I was quit uncomfortable, but I knew he was older than me; but I didn't expected that much older. He hopped on me,we did it all night and lost count of how many times we fucked. I don't know when I fell asleep on his chest.

The thought of becoming their walking dinner sent shivers down her spine. Her heart pounded in her throat as the man descended a flight of stairs, leading her into a hallway guarded by heavily armed sentinels stationed at every corner. Caught between laughter and tears at her predicament, Avery noticed that most guards bore identical tattoos on their necks. The man continued towards the end of the hallway, stopping before a door. With a subtle nod, the guard in front of the door stepped aside, granting them passage. They entered a dimly lit room, and Avery's eyes widened at the sight of five figures present. She recognized three of them from the group she had encountered earlier, including t

“We are on the top floor. I guess that’s the thirtieth. They’re moving us, though. We’re being herded up onto the rooftop. That’s where the firing squad is already situated. They’re Hunters, Jo. Hunters and Vampires--to take all of us out.” “Assassin Hunters,” Jo said, letting everyone on the IAC know that their suspicions were correct. “We’ve got titanium,” Jo told Jamie. “We’ll be fine.” “Titanium is not foolproof,” Jamie reminded her. “We’ll be fine.” They were already at the door to the thirtieth floor, but Jo was waiting for Cassidy who was a few floors behind them. While she was waiting, she contacted Elliott. “How are you doing?” “Peachy. Every time we kill a row of bloodsuckers, they

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.

"Do you truly imagine I’m finished, Tristan? Look at the wreckage. This fire is just beginning to breathe." I sat in the dim light of the Moonshade Atelier, watching the live feeds of the Blackmoor Pack House being breached. The red digital border on my terminal pulsed like a rhythmic, hungry wound. Tristan Blackmoor and Seraphina Duskryn were finally losing their grip, their frantic, desperate voices screeching through the audio intercepts as the Nightfall Territory enforcers closed in.

She had ripped off the bandages off my healing wounds and poured salt into them. "You can stand watch outside. I'll go in now" The agent nodded and made to leave but I asked, "And your name is...?" "We don't have names but a title, Your Highness, I'm Shadow Agent 45 and will lay down my life to serve yours" "Goodnight, Agent 45" I turned away and left him. This night was supposed to be fun but it ended up in disaster. When I entered my room, I took a cold shower to calm my nerves before rolling my naked body into the comfortable bed and wrapping the warm duvet around myself.

(Dungeon Guards) The bunch of guards that were standing around at the rest area near the staircase on the new floor, were send into a shocked. What they thought were a normal mundane nights of them chatting around the fire and enjoying the rough and tasteless gruel, has instead send them to their after life. Agent No.2 who’s on the lead, throws a flash grenades, in the middle of the fire place where the Guards were huddling around, then Agent No.3 also follow up with the second grenade, that explode seconds after the first one.

tags)] LeekDontCry: [Returned +1! Not just the androids. I don't dare use any smart home products from Nightfall Corp. anymore. It's rotten from top to bottom! I support the victim's family in suing to the end! @Nightfall Corporation Official, how much longer are you going to shield this murderer employee? Fire Isolde Vancrest! Otherwise, lifelong boycott!]