Gilbert Nightray Novels & Stories

It was the same for 1983—nothing until November. A seventeen-year-old girl named Jessica Gilbert had gone missing on November 12 of that year. The girl was an honors student, the secretary of the student council, a violin player, and the captain of her volleyball team. She had no boyfriend and only two close friends, the same ones she’d had since grade school. In other words, she was a high achiever who never even broke her parents’ curfew and therefore was unlikely to be a runaway. The girl was last seen wearing a red plaid flannel nightgown climbing the stairs to her own bedroom after kissing her parents good night.

Gilbert was the heir to the Young Family and since he was the leader amongst the second generation of the Youngs, he was far more respected than anyone in the third generation. Elder Young decided to show his respect for the Shears by sending Gilbert to the ceremony. "Alright. Dad, there's something else," Gilbert said hesitantly with a serious expression, "a few days ago, Iris utilized the family's forces to help that brat, Leon Wolf, and this could not mean anything good."

he said. Gilbert died immediately. Nicholas carried Gilbert and ran at an incredible speed to Noracia. He no longer required transportation to arrive there as he had strength to travel without tiring. The warriors in Noracia permitted him to enter. Ingrid went down the stairs with her red silky nightgown, her big eyes were sagging from not having had enough rest. Princess Ashah as well as Prince Uzriel also had their night gowns on. The princess was more active as though she was not sleeping nor was she tired, unlike her brother who was very grumpy and annoyed to have been disturbed at that late hour.

I was rather excited. Gilbert's face turned pale as he watched all his senior warriors fall before him. He had no choice but to face the reality. He closed his eyes and pleaded with me, "You are really powerful! Not even just you alone, but this two men with you." He said pointing out to Mark and Erbort. "I give up! Okay?" He sighed in defeat. "So where are you heading with these words?" I inquired knowing he still had something to say. "Peace?" Gilbert shot out his right hand in expectation for a negotiation. "We can settle for peace and negotiate. How about that?" His hand still out for approval.

The two bloodsuckers Mikali was holding at gunpoint in a dark cavern looked exactly like what Jo had been imagining when she’d picked out two potential snitches in her mind. Both of them were groveling on the ground, sweat pouring from their undead foreheads as they pleaded with the Guardian to let them go. Mikali was glaring at them, standing at his full height, which had to be at least six three since he towered over Jo, alternating the target at the end of his Beretta from one sniveling bastard to the other.

However, Nathan eyes didn’t leave on Zitrey wounded hand. °°°°°°°°°°°°°° Gilbert was walking alone in the corridor up to the stair planning to go to the rooftop and have a fresh air. When suddenly he felt like he was being followed. This person intentionally wants to be noticed by him. When the door opened and entering the rooftop a gust of cold wind kissed his skin. Then, standing near at the edged whereas theirs a silver cyclone on it. A safety measures for those students who will go here. He watched the scenery in the distance, an enchanting garden with a wide greenly pond where the pretty lilies leaves are floating in the water and being lived by Koi fish. Then a beautiful group of bird

She giggled at the end. “I got into your head so I could fully see your dreams and explain them better to you. You have been having these awful nightmares because you are yet to accept who you are. You have chosen to hurt yourself believing that your father's death was caused by you. That is NOT true. You are blessed with a gift directly given to you by the Moon goddess. It is a gift that will enable you to control the forces of nature, a blessing so volatile that it could be a deadly curse. Take the scepter, it is yours!!”. The last words rang repeatedly in my head, echoing till I blacked out.

This better be successful because I have everything to loss if this fails, including Natalie. I lay in bed that night hoping, listening for any sound that my human ear can hear. Waiting for there arrival. Slowly the hours tickle away and it is soon approaching dawn before I hear the first roar of the monsters as they all return home. I jump out of bed and race out into the backyard to see a sight I had not expected.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below