Characters In At Dead Of Night Novels & Stories

She asked with interest. I nodded, “I can do it. I really can do it. I know that there are many scenes for Night. I will find time to do it.” “Alright, then let her try.” Director Jane sat down again. And the others could only follow her to sit down. Jane’s POV: Rose was going to try Night’s play today. Night was just a cameo in the whole play, but the role played a pivotal role in the heroine’s experience. Night was the leader whom the heroine met when she was trained in the killer organization. And at the same time, her name was Nita.

Two of the burly men quickly grabbed my phone and dragged me into the yard while the blonde guy looked around the property with disgust. “Well, look at that. The old man is always crying poor to us, but here he is, living in luxury and keeping his little mistress in this nice place. Meanwhile, his real kids get nothing.” Kids? That was when it hit me why the woman and blonde guy seemed so familiar. They were Edward's children, Jenny and Marcus Grange. “You’re Jenny and Marcus, right? I’m not some mistress. I’m your aunt–” “Shut up! How dare you pretend to be my aunt?” Marcus slapped me across the face, twice, leaving me dizzy, stars flashing in my eyes.

she begged, I could imagine the puppy dog look on her face right now. Liam was giving me a quizzical expression so I put my hand over the mouthpiece and whispered, “Dawn of the Dead.” He widened his eyes slightly before giving me his smirk. “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll protect you,” he whispered confidently, making me smile. “Amby, please?” Kate begged again. “Oh jeez alright fine, bring that damn movie,” I muttered, defeated.

"My name is Matthew Morton, they call me M for short and I am your assigned martial arts instructor." "Okay." I replied and intended to head up to my room again when his voice stopped me. "The instruction I received was to start training you as soon as possible. Having known Rebecca for two centuries, those words mean immediately." "Okay, let me freshen up. I will be back." I said and continued heading up. This time, he didn't call my attention. .. ~Rebecca~ "Three dead bodies were found by our nightwalkers around 2am, devoid of even a drop of blood." Gilbert said to me as he led me into a room which had three covered dead bodies on stretchers.

That night, the pack was oblivious to the dark and sinister events unfolding in the shadows. In the midst of the moonlit woods, a young and vulnerable Omega named Tobias had ventured out alone. Unbeknownst to him, the shadows concealed a sinister figure. It was Rae, the cunning vampire council member, hidden in the darkness. Rae had chosen his victim carefully, knowing that an attack on a defenseless Omega would further escalate the tensions between the two factions. As Tobias wandered deeper into the woods, he felt an unsettling presence and turned to see a figure shrouded in darkness.

Then, I brought out a bottle of whiskey and finished everything in one go. I even placed an order of fresh pig's blood online. I'd read somewhere that ghosts were extremely afraid of pig's blood. And since I wasn't able to rid myself of Mabel's ghost, I would just go all out and fight her instead. I held the bowl of blood in my hands, feeling comforted by its presence. Then, I waited patiently in the living room for the ghost to appear again. Just as the clock struck 9:00 pm, all of the lights in the house went out all of a sudden.

I didn’t have the time. “Martina started something last night. And now Adrian is out for blood. He’s already wiped out Phi Umbra. Every last one of them—Strigoi only. Eleven dead.” The fog in his eyes evaporated instantly. In the blink of an eye, he was fully awake. “What?” His voice cut like a whip in the dim chamber. “What the hell happened?” He threw on a dark robe, his movements sharp now, alert. Behind him, a Strigoi woman stirred under the silk sheets, but he ignored her.

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

Ella Pezzano died in the flames at Costa Estate. The woman standing here was Luna Kane, heir to the Kane family. No one would ever hurt me again. Three days later, the yacht reached Norvale Port. Our car rolled into the wealthy district downtown. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, the bustling night view of all of Norvale stretched out before us. I stood by the window, gazing at the glittering lights, but I felt nothing. … Third-person POV Back at Costa Estate, Vincenzo had already begun his retaliation against the Camorra family.