City Of Night Novel Novels & Stories

“I can get you there fast.” “You shouldn’t go,” I tell him slowly, hating that I’m saying it. “Or at least not to my house.” Resting my head in my hand, I let my eyes fall shut. It’s nearing ten thirty and in theory, we could get to Thorne Hill before midnight. If we hit traffic, that will be a different story. “I’ll be there,” I tell Kristy. “Alone.” * “The Grand Coven can’t get mad that you’re here.” I open the door to Novel Grounds and turn on the light. “Vampires have as much right to live in this town as the non. There are two vampires who live downtown somewhere already.”

I drove all night, and as the sun started to rise, I came into a city called black water. I decided this was where I would stop, a fresh start to be whoever I wanted to be. No one would know me here, and Brax, Pearl, and my family wouldn't think to look for me here. I parked the stolen car in a dark alley and made my way through the empty streets of Black Water. The city had an eerie feeling to it, but I didn't care. I was free from the pain of my past life, and I was ready to embrace the darkness that now consumed me.

It would be our only window—a fraction of a second to detach a eighty-pound iron press, throw ourselves into the dark ditches of the outer suburbs, and vanish into the urban underground before the corporate eye could register the drop. ​I looked down through the iron grating at the dark, blurred horizon ahead. The stars were beginning to fade, replaced by a low, massive dome of amber light that stained the southern sky—the unmistakable electronic glow of the capital city. ​The sixth edition was already riding the crates above us, but Chapter 123 was ending, and the final intersection was rushing toward us at sixty miles an hour.

On Top of a High-Rise – Antonio Overlooking the City Hours later, Antonio stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, gazing at the city below. The flickering lights of New York stretched endlessly, a mesmerizing contrast between beauty and corruption. From this height, everything looked calm—untouched by the war raging in the shadows. But Antonio knew better. This city was a battlefield. His world was built on blood, betrayal, and power. And now, Nuovo Ordine wanted to challenge him. A smirk ghosted over his lips, but his eyes were dark with deadly intent. “Let them try,” he muttered under his breath.

Heavy snow had fallen over the northern part of the city. Northern Capitoville, this ancient and bustling city, already carried a hint of cold before the snow arrived. The sky seemed slowly covered by an enormous gray curtain, overcast, oppressive, and silent. The trees along the streets trembled in the cold wind. Their bare branches looked particularly stark against the dim sky. Occasionally, a few withered leaves were swept up by the wind, spinning weakly in the air before slowly falling back down. The moment Cora stepped out of the airport, the cold northern wind gave her goosebumps. Fortunately, only the short walk from the plane exposed her to the wind and snow.

We would just go in and out if things went as planned. “Prague,” I repeated quietly as I climbed on board. “Why is it always the cities with the most beautiful lights that harbor the darkest things?” Dante brushed his hand on mine as he passed. “Because beautiful places harbor all kinds of people, my love.” *** We landed in the middle of the night. The air was cold as it blew on my skin. The city was filled with night lights, outlines of old buildings, and the narrow streets winding around. Somewhere in all of that was the embassy that The Architect had turned into her den.

She’s not exactly a hero of justice, seeing the fallen victim from ‘The Cannibal’ just made it worse. “Inspector, take Jaemin and me to the crime scene” Rae stiffened. “On it” he replied short. * * * Jaemin sits next to Vaan, while Rae chose the backseat as her domain. She stares outside the police car as the car passes by the colorful street lights. Theister city was built by the millennials who are hungry for technology and advancement. Some even said this city is cursed, and a city of unification of evil.

A wave of déjà vu creeps over me, causing me to shudder as I’m thrown back to the night of mine and Elijah’s interrupted date when the Nightcrawlers had plagued the streets just the same as they do now, this time leaving a more extensive trail of death behind them in their wake. Continuing to navigate solely on sound as the putrid smell only grows stronger the further I venture into the blood-soaked City, I finally reach the end of a narrow alley before finding myself within the City Centre. I look towards the commotion breaking out ahead when recognisable flashes of fur clash dart around meticulously in a dance-like flow while they battle their opponents, dodging the contorted figures lashi

The city of Bakunawa. When he turned the page to three hundred seventy-eight chapter eleven, he saw what he was looking for. The eleventh city that once ruled the entire realm. The land that was swept away and was forgotten by some. A place where the tragic rain of meteors destroyed a powerful lineage. The city of ‘Faith’. Ten minutes reading the said book, Dye displayed a weird grin on his face. A smile that sent shivers to his own people.

- Selene added and they both went down to eat dinner. When evening came, Johhan left his hideout and started walking. There were fewer people in the streets, but still a lot for this time. Unfortunately, that was the charm of the City of Angels - a lot of people during the day and at night. Johhan, however, could not hide in the dark alleys all the time if he was to carry out his mission and return to the Underworld.