Hot Nightwing Novels & Stories

An unread text from an unknown number. I blinked, trying to force my vision into focus. I swiped the screen. It was an image. High resolution, stark, and utterly silent. In the center of the frame was a man lying on a bed. He was pale, his eyes wide and milky, staring at a ceiling he would never see again. His chest was a ruin of crimson, a deep, jagged crater of blood that had soaked through his white undershirt and turned the sheets into a sodden, dark map. Buried deep in the center of that mess, right through the sternum, was a tactical knife—its black hilt protruding like a tombstone.

He invited him, “Everyone wants to see you there.” Craig immediately looked at me, "I'm with someone, besides I can't drink." He pointed to the sling in his arm. "Gosh, don't try to say no. You just don't want to leave your girlfriend alone and someone else might make their moves." He teased and looked at me, "It's fine if he drinks later, right? There's a big hut in the back where we'll drink so you can also come." This refers to the fact that Craig's grandfather also owns the hut just behind the house, the arrangement of the hut is just right when there is an occasion.

But his Charger was his baby, just like my Harley was mine. I took the lead and River rode beside me, while Cruz followed us. So far, I didn't see any members of Nightshade or anything suspicious, but that wasn't to say that the threat wasn't there. But it was late, and Nightshade had probably finished patrolling for the night. One could only hope. But I refused to live my life in fear. We made a left turn, and the night was gorgeous. Hot already, even though it was nice. But wolf-shifters didn't feel the heat or the cold like humans. The stars were out, but the moon wouldn't be out again until the Summer Solstice in June.

Why couldn't he be his true self all the time? As Hae Mina looked into the mirror, she realized Nightide was full of people with dual identities. Kyung Jiho, the bad boy who wasn't so bad; Duskin, the nerd who was Dusk, the dark child; Cass, the Casanova who wasn't such a Casanova; nonchalant Rhee Min-Jun, who had hidden emotions; and Hae Jae-Woo, who was actually Hae Mina. Too many double identities, but she was glad that happy Jeremy and goofy Yang Dae-Su were their true selves.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

I whisper before ending the call. "Alpha, I will gather all the top warriors and wait for your instructions." Gunther, my ever-ready beta offers. "No. I am going to do this alone. You just go to the Flameheart Towers with me and keep me company until it's nighttime. Emberwing will collect Intel on their movements. Remember that they are night crawlers and their combat effectiveness is at its peak during the night." I refuse leaving no room for negotiation.

Kaerlia’s voice popped up from behind me, her tone soft yet authoritative. Nova grew closer, planting a cheek on her best friend’s cheek while linking arms with her. “Actually the horses found their way home,” “Including Nightwing?” Aret and I said in unison, making Nova nod with a smile, “Nightwing led the rest.” Dwayne punched me in the arm, anger evident in his eyes. “What happened to relieving my mate and me of our duties so we could have our honeymoon? Not only did you not relieve us, but you also dumped the entire duties on us while you guys had a family trip.”

"Give me a massage." Zoey nodded and moved to his side. Her fingers eased along his shoulders and back. … That night, after losing four men, the Titan Gang launched another attack on Building 25. Their recent victories had fed their arrogance. They saw everyone except Cyrus as easy prey. This time, they met resistance. Tony's nephew, Wayne Hackett, led the raid. He had a talent for nighttime ambushes and moved into Building 25 with eight men around 2:00 a.m.

"I just don't want the young guy to fall into the wrong hands, because May told me about some new guys in town and they seem more deadly than those vampires thanks to the CCTV footage captured of them" Seun eyes opened instantly, "tell me more" "Well they had dark wings and a dark glowing aura surrounding them." "Hmm, Arch angels" Seun mumbled " Bye, and don't forget to check on the new crew" Spark spoke and left leaving Seun lost in his thoughts..... . . Luke's Apartment Luke and Eniola engaged in a hot round of sex as they both reached orgasm for the fifth time. They both collapsed on the bed as they were sweating profusely and panting hard.

Forensic teams had moved in to gather evidence and process everything while soldiers flushed out any fugitives trying to run like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Lucas was relieved to have Nathaniel off his hands. Never had he met anyone he hated more than that vile and pathetic excuse for a werewolf. It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep.