Borrow Midnight Sun Meyer Novel Novels & Stories

My eyes drift open at the feeling of soft sunlight over my face. I look around the unfamiliar room letting out a deep yawn. Casting my eyes towards the window I see no sunlight but silvery moonlight filling the room instead. That's right I'm in the Shadow Moore where I might never see the sun again.

In a swift, decisive motion, he drove the dagger from his sleeve straight into his heart. As blood gushed forth, Eric swiftly wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from the horror. ... The day of the funeral was draped in a curtain of unending rain. I was there to bid farewell to the past, to see Chester off on his last journey. Seth stood by the grave, his gaze fixed on me. Rain soaked his hair, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him a worn and weary look.

Liv; The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of our New York apartment, spilling warm light across the hardwood floors. I woke to the soft sound of traffic below, the faint hum of the city slowly coming alive. But my world wasn’t down there. It was here—in the bed beside me, where Damon was still asleep, his arm slung loosely around my waist, pulling me close as if he couldn’t bear to let me go.

*Maerilee* The sun shines down brightly on us as we press forward, the air thick with the promise of something monumental just ahead. My chest feels heavy, not from the climb or the journey, but from the weight of everything riding on us reaching Bright Waters. Time feels like a noose tightening around my neck, pulling tighter with every passing moment. This journey has already taken much longer than I’d ever anticipated. If we don’t get back to Altinna soon, I fear what we’ll find when we return.

Then, with a final jerk, he fell to the side. I shoved him off of me and rolled away, gasping. For a long moment I just laid there in the snow. My whole body was screaming. My wolf was silent now, exhausted, and I could feel the burn of the Luna’s Bane working toward my chest. I coughed, and tasted blood in the back of my throat. Above me, through the bare branches, the sky was brightening. The sun was coming up. I looked at the sky, and smiled. How lucky I was to see one final sunrise.

the maid said and bowed before she left, I wonder why she keeps bowing for me when I’m the prisoner, As soon as she left, I walked to my favorite spot which was beside the window, and this time around I didn't care, I sat on the bare floor enjoying the beautiful sunset, I sat in front of the window for hours till the sunset started fading away, and still, I didn't feel the need to stand up and go back to that bed, it was more like a torture bed, the only thing beautiful here in this room is this spot that helps me to enjoy my favorite sunset, it helps brightens my already ruined and dark world, at least seeing the sunset rise and fall every day is one of those beautiful things ever and I’m g

The laughter died down, and the message continued, “Anyway, we need to meet. Let us sail into the sunrise; let us bathe with the seals. Swim with deadly temptation and drown by night. I know I will see you there; I will be there when the sun has risen three times. You need sweetened mead and dark sunshine.” I sighed and watched the paper burst into flames before it fell to the ground like smoldering ash pieces. I knew where it was, but sweetened mead and dark sunshine took me a couple of extra minutes. Maya still looked down where the paper had disappeared.