Brighter Nights Novels & Stories

His fingertips lingered on her skin, a fond memory of his endearment. Lily reached for him, but it seemed the harder she tried to touch him, the further away he got. The ground moved beneath her, and the flames in the forest grew. “No!” She yelled. “Please! Caspius!” Tears welled in her eyes. Darkness fell. As it consumed everything, his fading figure transformed into a beast. Then, there was nothingness. Bright lights blinded her. She tried to rub the sleep from her eyes, but found that she couldn’t lift her limbs. They were bound to a bedpost. Or perhaps that was just her imagination.

Argos' words trailed as he stepped toward me. We watched as Alassandra tilted her head back, and a loud scream escaped her lips; she threw the white ball of light forward into the darkness, flicking it toward the shadows. Our eyes were drawn to the massive ball of light that was expanding around us. We had no choice but to cover our eyes as the light was so intense that we were completely blinded by it. Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and everything felt as if it was spinning. Suddenly, a loud growl was heard. I opened my eyes to find we were no longer in the manor but in the woods just outside the Valer dorm.

My reflection looked like a stranger's eyes faded, lips pressed tight. And then, almost without noticing, I whispered to the glass, to the city, to myself: “Just one night of freedom. That’s all I need.” As the city lights shimmered, a dangerous thought took root in Ava’s heartone that would fire everything that followed. *One night to run, one night to burn.*

This isn’t you… I concentrate on the blunt between my fingers, watching as the cherry brightens as I inhale and illuminates the thick cloud of smoke I blow out that spirals up into the air. I track the smoke and catch a glimpse of the tiny, brilliant stars that are unusually clear in the sky. On most nights, city lights illuminate the sky and diminish the brilliance of the stars. It’s fucking rare to see them, but they’re twinkling bright tonight. Trigger's tone on my phone rings, and all of a sudden I find myself trapped in the vivid dream I had the night he revealed his secret. When I answer the phone, I take another sizable drag from the blunt and hold the smoke in my lungs before I speak

To bring it to life. The glow coming from the north had grown stronger and brighter, causing stars to fade and never allowing the night to be truly dark. The walls were splattered with black blood and shrieks were heard. The globes and golden ornaments around had burnt bloodred, causing the streets of the place to turn into a warm crimson glow almost as bright as the sun.

Danica's nervousness, which had been gradually fading, returned. She knew Joshua would never hurt her but she couldn't stop thinking negatively. Various bad scenarios are entering her mind. They were in a place she was unfamiliar with. They are just off the side of the road, but it appears that very few cars pass by. And the darkness makes it difficult to notice if a vehicle passes by. Joshua said very casually, "Get out." It doesn't go with his hostile demeanor.

“Bingo.” I set my eyes on it and walk right through, emerging into a narrow hall. The blue light glows above me, reflecting off the metal bars of an old-fashioned jail cell. Something glows from within, and I have to move a few steps closer before I realize it’s a UV heat lamp, much like one you’d put in a reptile cage. “Dina,” I say, seeing her outline huddled against the back of the cell, shielding her face from the UV light. She looks up and the skin on her cheeks chars.

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

["Naughty, Am I Not?"] The claws of night spread across the whole city, covering it with nothingness. Stars flickered and pulsated up in the night sky, and as if in a parade, they fluttered their shine while occasionally hiding behind the soft embrace of clouds that were in need of mates. There — somewhere in a room having an absolute lack of light and embraced only in blues and reds, were two individuals who were hungrily stroking each other, not willing to find solace in their sugary-sweet kisses.

“Well, I don’t know about that. Sir, can I stop this now and share a sight from the darkness?” Ralta turned back to him, smiling. “Do tell, sir.” He said the sir as a slight mock, but he’d known the scribe for over a decade. The old one didn’t delight in bad tales. “When the creatures retreated, I know I saw a few of them carrying bodies with them.” “Why on earth would they do that?” Gaius sat back and rubbed his eyes. “It is in the height of night, not morning, but these creatures are smart and think a bit ahead. Maybe they were hungry.”