Defy The Night Series Novels & Stories

Delphi let out a strangled sob, reaching for the hem of his trousers, desperation reaching its peak. “He- Help him, please… You have the power. You- you can…. Please, I’ll be your slave, I’ll give you the my accounts—” “I don't want your money, Delphi Fitz.” Mr. Night interrupted, his voice was deep and piercing sharp, causing her to flinch. He reached down, grabbing her chin in a tight grip. He was wearing gloves, his thumb roughly tracing a line on her jaw as he forced her to look at the towering inferno of her life.

"Grk…!?" The damage is immense! I didn't switch to 'Hard-Defensive Cladding' fast enough…! I need to switch it back to 'Presence Sensing' or else I can't see the following attacks…! If only I had Nightmare's 'Anticipation'…! "AHHH!!!" Night Fury screamed in agony. Another slash is coming from the left…!? THUNK!!! When I blocked it with my scabbard— she threw a left hook punch. This pattern again!? 'Counter Cladding'!

Anyway, the man’s languid expression changed at once. His expression darkened as he stared at her coldly. He became slightly grumpy. “Who said that I can only stay in the darkness of the night? Let me tell you this. I, Dayton Night, will make my way into the bright daylight. I want to let everyone know that the Night Empire doesn’t just exist in the darkness of the night!” The Night Empire? What was that? Sharon did not know what organization he was referring to, but this man was evidently the head of the organization.

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

I preferred to feel my enemies' blood on my hands, or better yet, on my fangs. I hated the feeling of being cornered, of not having control over every detail. This plan couldn’t fail; there was no room for error. An innocent life was at stake. The life of the son I hadn’t even known existed until now. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the exhaustion. Last night had been awful. Nightmares tormented me, and my control over my transformations was growing weaker. Nick entered the room with a deep sigh. "We have the location where they might be keeping the boy, my Alpha."