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.

However, not long after, some of the customers also began staring at their screens with shocked looks on their faces. Avery was curious, as she stared at the shocked expressions on their faces, completely lost. She wondered what was going on. What were they all staring at or watching? Out of curiosity, she tried to inch close to one of the customers but Jeffery approached her, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the counter. He dropped his phone on the counter. “There.” He said to her while she picked up the phone. A live stream was on, showcasing a very badly damaged military camp, with several mutilated bodies lying all around. There were puddles of blood all around, coming together

“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.

"Holy shit! Lucien, get over here! Look at the terminal now!" Lucien turned instantly, his heavy leather boots thudding against the reinforced floor as he walked over to Jaxen's station. "What happened?" "The Blackmoor perimeter nodes just fired off a full digital assault!" Jaxen yelled, his fingers flying across his mechanical keyboard as red alert warnings flashed violently across his face. "Tristan Blackmoor's lead enforcers aren't just trying to breach our financial records anymore. They just dropped a core-wiper payload into the Nightfall Territory grid! If that virus hits the central power grid, every silver-gate border fence in our territory goes offline in ten minutes!"

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.

One high-frequency dampener at the core. “Ryan,” I rasped, my voice a jagged shard of glass. “Blind their satellites. I don’t want a single pixel of this recorded.” Ryan stood in the shadows, his face illuminated by the blue glare of his tactical slate. He tapped a sequence, his fingers moving with clinical, cold-blooded precision. “Nightfall shroud engaged,” Ryan murmured. “We have ninety seconds before the Council’s back-end servers notice the blackout. Phoenix… if we do this, there’s no coming back to the negotiation table.”

They looked like sleek, white cryogenic chambers, pulsing with a soft, inviting blue ambient light. Ren booted up the primary console. Instead of the standard, flashy Aegis Online public launcher, the screen snapped to a stark, minimalist black-and-red interface. A classified contract materialized on the main screen. [EXCLUSIVE SERVER BOUNTY: EVENT GRID 88-ALPHA] * Target Profile: High-Level Scourge Swarm. * Environment: Abandoned Industrial Compound. * Objective: Total Eradication of Hostile NPC Entities. * Game Engine Modifier: Hardcore (Advanced AI behaviors enabled).