Beware The Night Novels & Stories

"Be careful, don't get caught. Remember what the Songs of Sapphique say, Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man... You think you know." After that, he ended the call.

Lucy's mouth curled into an expression that was too controlled and courteous. “You will, of course.” There was no assurance in the words. They served as a warning. Belle noticed something just as she was ready to enter. A shadow. From one of the windows above, a movement. She caught a glimpse of the curtain change as she looked up. She was being watched. She shuddered. Belle didn't get much sleep that night. The estate was too big, too quiet, and too stuffy. However, something made her blood run cold as she woke up in the morning.

he muttered. My hands were already going onto his pants but he immediately grabbed my wrist to stop me, and then he winked at me before turning away towards the door. Dom's voice crackled on the other end of the call. Bishop didn't want me to hear their conversation on the phone, but of course, I strained my ears until I started to hear Dom through the phone. "Boss, Wet Nights is being raided right now. It's full of Don Marcos's people. They're saying they need to speak with you. Urgently." Dom reported sharply, his voice ragged as he spoke.

Silverveil didn’t sleep that night. The attack during the ceremony had shattered the illusion of safety. Wolves patrolled the perimeter, scouts doubled their shifts, and the forest pulsed with uneasy silence. Even the river seemed to run quieter, as though the land itself was holding its breath. Baylee stood on the balcony outside her room, arms crossed against the chill. The Moon hung low, its light thin and uneasy. The mark on her wrist glowed faintly, throbbing in rhythm with her heartbeat.

I flip the lamp switch on and I glimpse at the alarm clock, “This can't be. What is the probability that this is also a coincidence?” It's 2:00 AM again. I woke up at exactly 2:00 AM the previous night after having a nightmare about the old lady, and today I woke up at the exact time as yesterday after having a nightmare about the same old.

When her mother was lulling her to sleep that night, she read the expression on her face and interpreted it right-Fear "What are you scared of?" She asked softly "What I'll see on the night before my birthday" she answered with a small voice. "Don't worry, it won't be bad this time, I'll pray for you" and then her mother prayed until she fell asleep.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" He chuckled. "Okay, let's go." He slid the car into gear, and we were on our way a few minutes later. I looked out the window and darkness had already fallen over the earth. "Man! It's a gorgeous night. Perfect to see the Blood Moon." He nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, it's going to be fun. Just stick with me and I'll keep you safe." I nodded as a crease formed between my eyes. "What? Are your friends psychos or something?"

EXTRA CHAPTER 3 The large front door of the mansion opened, and a familiar man with gray eyes came out. "Man." Gideon nodded at him. The two hugged man-to-man before he waved three key cards like those seen in hotels. "The house is ready. I already installed a security system throughout the mansion. The roof and walls are bulletproofed just like you like." He then looked at her and Summer too. "Welcome to Northsire Town." "Thanks, Cale. I owe you, man."

williams asked. "Of course, it is our thirty-three years anniversary, we need to throw a big party". "OK, if that is what you want, we should inform the children about it and start preparing for the party". he said. " Sure, I will call an event planner tomorrow". "That will be great". he said. ******* ~~~THE BEDROOM ~~~ Later in the night, Jayden was having a nightmare and was sweating profusely, he jerked up quickly and sighed.

I was also concerned that I would find no one who I could talk to or relate to. Lilian was great, but there were things I couldn't tell her, like the things that happened in the night. There were times I saw shadows leaning towards me or following me. On different occasions, I would pick up on sounds emanating from my neighbors' houses, but the latest incident had a distinct quality. An internal voice seemed to alert me, making me aware of the existence of something sinister and ominous.