Defy The Night Series Novels & Stories

I slowly walked towards the hospital while trying to fight off my sleepiness, I couldn't let sleepiness win especially since I was transferred to the night shift. I could already see the tall hospital building and the people in the waiting area, the ambulance at the entrance to the ER, and the families crying and taking care of the paperwork for the morgue. "Yhra, is it your shift?" the guard at the table joked at me as I approached for my time card. "Yes, it's my first day on the night shift. It's all of a sudden," I replied then he checked my bag and gestured for me to be okay.

“I am going to finish everything tonight. And I will not be able to do that if I know that you are watching me.” I scratched my head and sighed. “Fine.” It is better for him to take care of everything so that after this day, we will have time for ourselves again. “I’ll sleep.” “Good.” He waved his hand to me. “Goodnight and sweet dreams.” Then, he gave me a flying kiss. “I love you Asper Reign.” I smiled and gave him a flying kiss. “I love you too, Caspian Jyn. Good night.” I ended the call and waved my hand to him before going back inside my house. Then, I closed the door and curtain. I might not get some sleep if I saw him right here.

The night continued. *

Alex let out a chuckle and winced in the process. “Wow, I'm still conscious. Did I become stronger or have you lost your touch? Come on Liam show some effort” he said with a taunting grin. If his plan works Liam would be extra mad and his next punch would be fatal, knocking him out. If he passed out, that means he doesn't have to explain anything at least for tonight. “Bastard!” Liam cursed as his fist clenched and delivered a more aggressive punch. “Okay, that did it” Alex murmured before everything went black.

By 4:00 PM, the blinding hot anger that had carried me away from the plaza of the Kane Empire had settled into the center of my chest. The tears had dried on my cheeks, leaving tight, itchy tracks across my skin that I cleaned away with the sleeve of my oversized knit sweater. I didn't look in the mirror this time. I already knew what was there: a girl who had sold her dignity for a single night, now forced to pay the price in blood, sweat, and secrecy.

She didn't want to meet her demise at the hands of these bloodsuckers, who possessed the speed of a moving car and the strength to demolish buildings with their bare hands. "They must be Vampire novices," she pondered. Based on the news she had heard, vampires were classified into four groups: the vampire King, vampire nobles, damphirs, and vampire novices. The vampire King stood as the most powerful among them, surpassing all others in strength. Vampire nobles, the royal class, could harm a damphir but wouldn't emerge unscathed due to the power scale. The trained vampires known as damphirs served as guards, possessing certain abilities. Lastly, the vampire novices, the weakest of the vampir

I shot back, the words sharp as daggers. “I know.” “I hate what you did.” “Me too.” “And I don’t forgive you.” “Then let me earn it.” The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken possibilities. “Good night, Ronan,” I said finally, retreating inside, a mix of determination and confusion swirling within me. But I didn’t close the door. Not yet.

For tonight. Silverfang Camp – Defeat’s bitter release Ronan returned to camp defeated army shattered, Varak dead, power broken.Wolves avoided his gaze.He entered his tent, rage and grief twisting.He called for a female but specified.“Bring chains. Whips. The bench. I need… release.”The female Mira, defiant one with dark hair and sharp eyes entered, sensing his mood.She undressed him slow, hands steady.He lay on the bench, wrists and ankles cuffed voluntary, vulnerable.She picked up the whip.Struck controlled, red lines blooming on his back, chest, thighs.He gasped, arching.She dropped the whip.Mouth on the marks kissing, licking, soothing.Fingers tracing his dick hard, leaking.“You take it

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

"Stand up. My transport is moving your unit back to your sector." Defiantly, Seraphina crossed her arms over her tactical vest, her mouth twisting into a hard pout. "Negative. My watch isn't finalized. I refuse to call a truce tonight; my system requires another flask." Without a trace of hesitation, she snatched a half-empty bottle of high-potency extraction from the table and drained the fluid in a single, aggressive swallow.