Romans & histoires Defy The Night Series

"We texted here and there. And it stopped after some days. When I went to meet her in the dorm, her friends said she went out. I asked with whom she went out since I saw her friends staying in the dorm. They said it's a friend. I came back to my apartment. I decided to go to the campus dorm too because I rented that apartment to be with her. If she's not here with me then why should I stay? For whom should I stay? So I cleared my things and packed everything. Devlin came to see in the apartment while I was packing the things. She looked mad when she talked to me. She asked me where I was leaving. I said I'm moving to the dorm on campus. She got mad and shouted that I'm spying on her while me

“Not to join your bullshit clan.” Donte wrapped his fingers around her throat. “We do not accept you. You’re denied.” He flashed a pair of sharpened fangs. “Unless you’re offering yourself as dinner, I suggest you leave our clan home and do not return.” Ocean blue eyes turned to rubies, and those fangs elongated. Aurora wiggled her way free from his grip. “I will bring war to you.” “And you will die like all the others,” Elias nonchalantly replied. He waved her off.

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.

Alex stepped out of the woods with quick, decisive strides, feeling the tension in every muscle of his body as he left the dense gloom of the trees behind. The cold night air accompanied him on his way back home, a chilling reminder of the secrets weighing heavily upon him. Upon arriving, he climbed the stairs in silence and closed his bedroom door, seeking a moment of peace. Slowly, he pulled off his shirt, revealing a firm, sculpted torso marked by hours of training and nights under the full moon. His broad shoulders and powerful arms reflected the strength he carried within, while his defined abs looked hand-carved, tapering into a perfect line that highlighted every detail of his physiqu

“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?”

Lily felt her knees weak and her hands trembling. What was coming? Who is the person? It is just a one-night stand, it can't be that bad! How bad can it be to have a one-night stand? A one-night stand as a virgin!

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

“My proof is in a testimony, though I’d love to go back and hear from you, Callie Martin, how everything went down that night.” I don’t need to ask her to specify which night to know she’s talking about the night a third-hierarchy demon tried to burn me alive. I press my hands against the wooden bench beneath me and take in a slow breath. We’ve all told the same lie, but right now as I’m sitting here in front of Ruth and the council, I feel like they can all see right through me. “How did you defeat that demon?” Ruth’s eyes narrow. “And how did the vampire come into play? Was it all part of your plan?”

The crowd had fallen silent, every gaze locked onto me. I stood at the center of the grand arena, still in my wolf form, tall, lean, and blood-smeared, my white coat streaked with dust and crimson. My breathing was steady, controlled, the silence around me heavy with judgment. Across the room, my father’s cold, commanding black eyes found mine. But I didn’t blink. “Why?” My voice rang out, sharp and unwavering, “I defeated every candidate. I earned this.” I was Seraphina Nightbane, the only child of the Alpha of the North. No one questioned him. No one dared. Although I always had.