Novel & Cerita Breaking Night Novel

The sadness in her tone was heavy, matching the gloom of the ruins. I signaled the advance. If the outside looked neglected, the interior was a graveyard of memories. It was silent…..unnervingly so. How am I supposed to find the eldest woman in a ghost town? A heavy thud startled me. I spun around to see Novel sliding from Kitty’s back, hitting the dirt. I rushed to her side, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to roar at the wolf, who at least had the grace to look guilty, but the sight of Novel’s pale, unconscious face silenced my anger.

Author POV Selena jolted awake to the sound of something crashing against her window. Heart pounding, she glanced at Betty, who was still fast asleep beside her, oblivious to the noise. Slowly, Selena got out of bed and approached the window, peering out into the night. What she saw made her heart stop—a massive army blanketing the grounds, surrounding the pack’s territory.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

I needed to connect points, sew tracks and the clock was running against me once again. As I read the novel, I felt closer and closer to the protagonist. Lionel and I also met in a college setting. I mean, not exactly within it, but in the same context. I remember in detail the day I tried to help him with his car stopped and for a few seconds I allowed myself to laugh at the memory. It was the first day in a series of turbulent years, but how could I have guessed? You'll see it was fate. It's already two in the morning and it looks like sleep won't come tonight. Lucas is snoring next to me, even with the light on, as I need lighting to continue reading. My little notebook is already filled

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

As darkness fell, Mallory ate her dinner alone, her thoughts drifting to her past and her newfound home in the pack. As she prepared to settle down for the night, the absence of the moon caught her attention. A moonless night was rare and brought an eerie stillness to the surroundings. Mallory frowned, but seeing the pack as peaceful as usual, she cast the thought aside and turned to enter her room. Just as she was about to close her eyes, a loud bang echoed through the air, shattering the peaceful night and sending shivers down her spine.

The city outside was silent—no sound, no one walking the glistening streets after hours of continuous rain. They drew close on the bed, whispers intertwining, kisses blending with their breaths… But in a moment… Outside the room, Naomi opened her bedroom door and stepped out. She looked exhausted, feeling dizzy, leaning against the walls of the house as she searched for Adel. Her voice was hoarse and soft: “Adel… Adel…” Her vision blurred, unfocused, confused. Suddenly, a clap of thunder split the city, followed by a flash of lightning that entered through the balcony door, illuminating the windows. The sound of the rain persisted. Naomi still leaned against the walls, barely able to see a f

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Dark Night of the Panther Brad awoke to a ferocious pounding, like jackhammers on asphalt and waves crashing on a rocky shore and prisoners beating against the bars of their cells. He opened his eyes with some effort, the lids feeling weighted. He found himself in darkness, his back sore and his neck cramped. He realized he was balled up on one of the chairs in the basement. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but obviously night had fallen, leaving the space utterly black.

I was already certain—this was one test my Raven was going to pass. I couldn’t wait to have her in my arms. I’d already started planning it out. Victor stood and left a few minutes later, his confidence renewed. -------- That evening, I arrived at my home. A sleek, modern space with polished concrete floors, steel fixtures, and massive glass windows overlooking the city. Usually, the place gave me peace. Tonight, it didn’t. The tension of the day clung to my shoulders, even as I unbuttoned my suit jacket. I made my way to the bedroom, intending to pour a drink, take a hot shower, and go over the data Raven had extracted.

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”