Beware The Night Novels & Stories

Everything’s fine now. Right. Everything was fine, but that didn’t stop the nightmares that came over the next few days. Each one is the same. A terrifying beast with glowing red eyes beckoned me and begged me to come to it. Each time it would happen, I would wake up in a cold sweat with my heart racing until I realized I was safe in my bed. Because they were so unnerving, I couldn’t bring myself to go back to sleep, and by the time the day of Bernard’s Midnight Ball came, I felt like death.

We stood together at the window, a silent vigil in the heart of the night, our senses straining for any subtle sound, any flicker of movement in the oppressive darkness that might betray the danger that my nightmare had so vividly portended. The whispers of protection, unspoken but deeply felt, surrounded us like an invisible barrier, a silent, unwavering vow to face whatever terrors the night might bring, united and unyielding, fueled by a love that had already weathered so many storms. The night’s watch had begun, not with spoken commands or strategic planning, but with a shared, visceral fear and an unbreakable, primal love that bound us together against the encroaching shadows.

“I can’t make any promises. But I’ll send Binx back if I need you to come save me again.” I step out of the circle and rush through the gathering hall, closing the door behind me as soon as I’m through. “Spatiumque hanc iniuriam,” I whisper, waving my hand over the doors. It’s a simple warding, but one that would give Nicole and Naomi enough of a warning that something malicious is trying to get in. The circle hasn’t been closed yet, and with their collective powers, nothing would be able to break through. Well…not nothing.

Their breathings were steady, and they were moving at a very slow pace so that they could avoid making big movements. The whole place also had hidden remote cameras, and they knew that the vigilance was strict during the nighttime. The darkness in the forest also brings so many voices of different insects and small night creatures. Picking up a very faint strange sound isn’t that easy, but he picked it up. He was very close to his targeted vampire. “Adolphus, stop.” He yelled at Adolphus as Adolphus was about to pounce on his targeted vampire.

What can it be that makes the city more dangerous than… this? For the first day, nothing had happened. But as she finished her guard and prepared herself for some hours of rest, a penetrating howl gave her goosebumps. Turning her head to the direction of the threat, Ayla gasped. "... the hell is this?" She thought she’d seen it all about demons. She’d been so damn wrong.

I asked and he nodded. I crawled in his bed and he held me. I felt safe and finally fell asleep. Saturday Dad was still sound asleep when I woke. I got up and made breakfast. After eating, I checked the radio. It was almost all static. I was about to give up when I heard a voice. "If any human can hear this, stay hidden. All the legends are real. Vampires, Werewolves, everything. They are capturing us in the streets. Stay hidden no matter what"

Deciding to investigate the woods tomorrow, I hasten my steps towards the safety of my house. Notifying Travis and Lola of my safe return, I bid them goodnight, their words of love and well-wishes echoing in my mind. The room is shrouded in darkness as I lie in bed, the soft glow of the moon casting eerie shadows on the walls. The silence hangs heavy, broken only by the faint rustling of leaves outside my window. Goosebumps prickle my skin as a chill runs down my spine, an unsettling feeling creeping over me.

Only then did they react when the humans realized what was about to happe The Night Children turned to their birthright form as soon as the constant signal. From all types of animals, large and small, aggressive and non-venomous. Witnessing these alterations, people didn't take long to realize what they were being mingled with. Screams echoed down the corridor, and they could be heard from the Hall of Sacred Bones. The Night Children, on the other hand, relished it and were overjoyed when they began to hear petitions to whatever gods these people believed to be delivered. But on that dreadful night, when devils were allowed to be demons, all hell broke loos

He lifts his eyes, with a blank look down her reddish face that was soon to explode. Her eyes wither on him, and she wanted to flip at him. Slowly, her lips parted and, in a low growl, she whispered. “Eve…” *** It was getting to that time of the year again, the jingle bells. For some reason, it was nothing to be happy about. Her back was against the window after she draws down the curtain. Her long golden brown hair covered her pale face and slowly sliding down into the darkness of the room. She’d been wide awake since the early hours of the morning. After she woke up from a nightmare and was peeping through the curtains to be sure the stalker was still there.