Endless Night Book Novels & Stories

We won. Twenty-one nights that started with revenge and ended with redemption. Tomorrow, we make it official. Tomorrow, we begin forever. If we survive one more night. If Night Twenty-One doesn't bring one final twist. If Richard Cross really is finished. For real this time. But tonight—just for tonight—I cho ose to believe in happy endings. Because after twenty nights of hell, we've earned one.

I wonder if that old man survived it, I wonder if he's still alive or in a coma. Pictures of the incident keeps flashing in my head. I just can't get it out ever since I saw it. The screams, the face of the old man, the blood that splattered all over the road, the damaged car, the feeling I got when I first turned to look at it, all of it is coming back. I just want it to go, and want to make it stop, but I can't, so I thought of doing something, something that can distract me and help me to stop recalling the incident over and over again. I grab my phone and I play an endless runner game. I hear a single knock on my door, “Come in mom,” I say and she opens the door and walks in.

Perhaps, because I had finally let go, my spirit began to fade. In the end, under the sunlight, I dissolved into countless shimmering fragments. If there was a next life, I wanted to be like a sunflower, radiant and free from worries.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

Selene shared memories of her mother's kindness and resilience, her words carrying a promise to uphold Elizabeth's legacy. As the flames of the funeral pyre consumed Elizabeth's earthly remains, Selene stood with her pack, their hearts heavy yet united. They had lost a beloved member, but they had gained a renewed sense of purpose and unity. Later that night, as Selene stood at the edge of their strengthened camp, she looked up at the stars. "Mom," she whispered, "we'll keep going. We'll keep fighting. For you, and for all of us." In the darkness, the barrier shimmered, a testament to their determination to protect their own. And Selene, with her unborn child nestled safely within her, felt

“Okay, guys. Let's head to the study room. I've got something amazing to show you guys. Elektra skipped to the study room. It was a rectangular space with hundreds of books on the shelf. College was taking a toll on him, or was it his missing wolf? Alcinder reads too much if that's a thing. I mean, this is a lot of books. “Hey! Snap out of your endless thoughts”. Elecktra brought out a giant and rusty book. It had a black cover with gold writings on it and it smelt ancient. It was parched up in many places, it looked like it would fall apart if handled carelessly. At the other end, Alcinder kept watching me with curious eyes. What was his problem today? And Why was that look on his face? Jea

It occurred to me that he might be human, but gifted with something supernatural - and that made me want to get to know Oliver even more. After a few minutes of shifting on the bed, I couldn't stand it and stood up, scrambled out of the sheets, only to go to the window in a moment. I pulled the curtain aside and threw it open, letting the cool evening air into the room, which was very fresh and brought with it the smells of the nearby forest. For a few minutes I studied the oak branches on the other side of the wall, but which extended from the forest to the window of my room, how they moved lightly under the influence of the wind. I felt goose bumps on my skin, after all I was standing ther

I had drunk several bottles of mineral water while on the bus. Therefore, I felt the urge to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. When I groggily opened my eyes, I noticed that Kathleen wasn't in bed. On my way to the bathroom, I passed by the living room and saw a dim, red light flickering from the room next door. It was just the two of us at home—could Kathleen be in there? If it was her, what was she doing there this late at night?

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

Days before. Jade kept her green eyes open, like every night, because of her chronic insomnia. All around her, the silence was so raw it hurt, and only the moonlight from the rainy seasons lit up the black sky in the middle of the morning. The books that were scattered on the floor were no longer to her liking, she just needed a glance to remember them perfectly for the rest of her life, so the library was no longer her favorite place to be as it had been before. She already knew them all by heart.