Dc Nightstar Novels & Stories

Rachel excitedly introduced me to the rest of the pack who had been away on a business trip and only just arrived back from what I had gathered. "Hello Luna, my name is Natasha." One of the girls exclaimed. She seemed nice as she went round the room telling me who everyone was. " And you?" I called out to the girl who was throwing daggers my way. She scowled and stared at the floor. I found this very disrespectful behaviour towards someone who was meant to be their future Luna and found myself snapping at the girl. "Is this how you treat your future Luna. Perhaps the alpha will have something to say about this." The room fell silent as the girl glared at me.

Alpha Dexter The underground chamber beneath the Crestmoon Pack House felt colder tonight than usual, even though the temperature never changed down here. Twenty feet of stone and steel kept the world out and my secrets in. I sat behind the mahogany desk, fingers steepled, staring at the glowing red dot on the laptop screen that represented Nina’s tracker. It hadn’t moved out of Silver Fang in three days. Not one inch I started to think she took it out, she hadn't left Silver Fang for as long as I have been watching.

“You’re not making a deal with Lucas. You’re making one with me. And if you don’t, well, I hope you like cats.” “What do you want?” “First, you need to make a charitable donation to FONTA, anonymously, of course. We don’t want people thinking you went and did something nice.” The Friends of the Night Association, or FONTA for short, is an organization that promotes human-vampire relationships, both personal and professional. “And the size of the donation needs to be at least half of the amount you sold me for.” My father does his best not to recoil from the thought of doing anything to help FONTA. “What else?”

Dax is holding me. The stars are rising. And Nox is finally something. Not nothing. Something. We will wait. As long as it takes.

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

Black as midnight. A phantom.

With Lysandra's guidance and the memories of his grandmother in his heart, he felt a glimmer of hope that he could become something more—a force for good in a world where darkness and light coexisted. Their journey through the celestial realm was only the beginning of Alex's quest for self-discovery, and he was determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead. With Lysandra by his side, he knew that he had a celestial guardian watching over him, guiding him in his journey to find balance and purpose in a world where darkness and light intertwined.

Nathaniel opens his gifts to Chadand the little kiddo almost jumps for happiness. It was a Ferrari Car collection with a car race range. Nathaniel assembles and sets up the car collection in their living room. "Thank you, Tito Nats" Chad kissed Nathaniel's cheeks as a sign of his appreciation. "I love it." Both of them played while Kristina is still in the kitchen. Before midnight, Chad is already exhausted playing with his new toy collection with his Tito Nats. Kristina then said," Chad, your Tito Nats is late already. He will be going home and you are sleepy already."

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on