Endless Night Book Novels & Stories

I said, and continued reading. He rushed over to the book he was given to exactly on the fifth day by the dragon hour. He flipped the pages and landed on a page of the book, and he reads the exact same words he had read. "Goodness may. What is this book all about?" I said. Nate was surprised, but was more scared. He flipped through the pages very fast till he got to the last page, but everything was empty. So, he closed the book. I was lost in thoughts as I flipped through the pages too. "Ooh, it ended where Nate and Alisson had a misunderstanding and never came back together."

And now I'm ready for whatever comes next. I turn toward the tunnel exit. Toward the surface. Toward the people waiting. Toward my future. But as I take the first step, something shifts. Deep in the earth. Beneath the vault. Something ancient responding to the bonding. A presence. Massive. Old. Waking. Not the stone. Something else. Something that's been sleeping under Iron Valley for centuries. And my bonding just woke it up. --- **[End of Chapter 146]**

He’d already fucking let something happen to her. Amber spared a glance up at the night sky. The moon was full and round, the air crisp, and the sounds of life continued around them. Somewhere a dog barked, a car honked, a seagull squawked, the waves slapped against the docks. It's rhythm was almost hypnotic in a way. The rhythm of life helped to ground Amber, helped to keep her from losing her shit.

Thank you 😊😊. I love you all... and I hope you enjoy this book. okay now the beginning...💨💨 The darkest hour of the night is closest to the morning.....

The days were beginning to blur into a new kind of rhythm. By Night , the pattern wasn’t just locked it had become their entire world. Kai arrived at Eclipse early that evening, already buzzing with anticipation. He’d spent the day in his tiny apartment with Lila, who kept shooting him knowing looks every time he checked his phone or touched the fresh bruise on his hip. “You’re glowing like a man getting railed every single night,” she’d teased. Kai had flipped her off, but he couldn’t deny the truth.

The edges of her vision began to fray, dissolving into a thick, unstoppable black mist as the sheer exhaustion of the night finally caught up to her. As her head rolled back against the leather headrest and darkness completely swallowed her consciousness, the last thing she heard was the frantic, deeply worried vibration of his voice echoing through the quiet cabin. "Just hold on, Seven... please, just hold on!"

Giving her aunt a nod as she walked past her. Layla could finally focus on what she came to the library for, although at the back of her mind she wished Nelle could stay longer. She sat down at one of the tables and scanned the books cover. It was covered in worn midnight-blue leather and had no title, though, it was covered in intricate golden designs that glimmered under the light. * buzz – buzz * “Just when I was about to start reading it, great.” Scoffed Layla as she grew weary.

Chapter Ten I lift my glass up and move it half an inch, pressing it down on the table so it leaves a water ring on the surface. I repeat the process, making a pattern with the condensation. “I never knew a glass of water could be so entertaining.” Eliza slides a cocktail in front of me and leans back, crossing her arms. Lucas is in the office at the bar tonight, and I’ve been sitting at a table in the back for the last half-hour reading. I just finished my book and am still reeling from the cliffhanger ending. The next book doesn’t come out for three months, dammit.

Not ever. Later that night, as they retreated to their room, Andrea finally let out a shaky breath. She is finally alone and can't wait to rest. And as she sinks into a warm bath, she whispers to herself— "They can try to push me away, but I’m not going anywhere. Not until the one year agreement elapsed." Just as she steps out of the tub, reaching for a towel, the bathroom door swings open

“The fire investigator said that I left my book on the stove and it caught fire. It happens.” “Did you leave a book?” he asked. “I’d never seen the book before,” she explained. “It was called, ‘You’re Next.’ They also found the remains of the rest of the series in the kitchen. Their titles were ‘Dead Man Walking’ and ‘Dead and Deader.’ They weren’t my books.” “He put them there?” he asked. “That’s a heck of a warning.” “Yeah,” she agreed. “So I ran. I know that he’s out there. I think I’m safe for now. I’ve crossed state lines, and I don’t think he has a good way to track me, but...”