House Of Night Books Novels & Stories

With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement. God damn it Kaydence you are weak. Getting caught because you ran the wrong way. I have been here long enough I should know my way around by now. Damion Night has been my home for four years now and it has been hell since day one. My first night here he lost his temper with me because I wouldn't stop crying.

He wanted to be a great celestial guardian, but his mother was the lady of the house, and people said you could only take that place of the head of the manor when the previous lady or lord was gone. That was just awful. His mother would always be by his side. “Aunt, don’t say ugly things like that.” *** He didn’t know when he was picked up from the bed at his aunt’s home, but when he opened his eyes Nox was in his father’s arms, and mother by his side, walking down the dark streets of the city. “Mom…” He stretched his arms, intending to go with her, but then remembered he couldn’t.” “I’m sorry, my love. We woke you up?”

The sound of his Italian shoes and her stiletto heels echoed in the air as they kept running under the amber glow shining through few lamps on the cobalt stone streets to alleys hiding behind the broken walls when they felt the gangsters were close. Rania couldn’t believe the sudden twist fate had taken when everything was perfectly falling into its place. The thoughts of worst scenarios rushed in her mind bringing her to a halt. She pulled her hand from his grip trying to calm her mind because all of a sudden, she felt suffocated;

She had already sprinted past the turnoff for her apartment building; leading these unknown killers to her safe house would be suicide. She needed to lose them in the dark, because if she failed to break their line of sight, she would likely end up as a corpse on an autopsy table by morning. The path ahead was pitch black, unlit by any city infrastructure, but her enhanced night vision handled the darkness without issue. Fortunately, she knew these back alleys like the back of her hand. Reaching the absolute end of the concrete maze, the narrow path finally opened up into the wide, brightly lit expanse of the multi-lane highway.

Eventually, however, I picked myself up, put the papers back in the envelope and took it with me, putting it in one of the suitcases that I then brought to the house. The house and property were really beautiful. Behind the house there was a forest, on the left side there was a lake. House itself was white, with red tiled roofs and two chimneys, one larger and one smaller. The main wing was slightly bigger than the second side wing, and from it was coming out an even smaller side wing, which mainly housed a kitchen and a pantry, which had the stove from which the smaller chimney opened up. Another part of the side wing was occupied by a small dining room, and then the corridor led to the mai

But there was something else there with her, something that was made of the night, something with teeth that wanted to devour her. She woke covered in sweat and her body felt like it was made of swollen pain. As soon as she realized the book was floating next to the bed, she’d uttered a tiny scream and then it dropped to the floor. Lauren realized her mom was looking at her expectantly, that she’d gotten lost thinking about the book. “I guess, yeah, I didn’t really know what to do with myself yesterday,” Lauren said. “Well, you can lie down if you need to,” Mom said. “The first few times seem like they’re especially hard.” “Thanks,” Lauren said. “I guess I’ll see how I feel later. Maybe I’ll

They were noting down something and then they moved backwards into the decontamination zone. I walked down the stairs slowly with my mentor and I held in a breath as through the glass and staff taking off their hazmat suits, I could see the contamination zone. I could see that there was row after row of cages of roaring alphas chained. I flinched with the betas with the sound increasing while Dr. Dawson stood his ground and smirked. "Those are people in cages?" I stuttered out my sentence wiping my eyes as I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"Good thing your number will never be called — you're too ugly." "Yes, Mother." I wanted to scream in outrage. She was gorgeous! Even in the dream, I could see the purity of the blood, taste the goodness on my lips. A house appeared in the distance. It was poorly lit. The shutters were falling from the windows, and the porch steps had seen better days. The foundation crumbled beneath the heaviness of the home, making it appear depressing. I took the steps two at a time and found myself in Genesis's room. She had books everywhere. Books about vampires, werewolves, and sirens. Then finally, Dark Ones.

Curiously I opened the book; the first page I saw, it had handwritten writing which looked very old and the pages were almost yellowish, it said “The sun will turn into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and dreadful day of the Lord’s arrival. He will come and claim what is his and the children of the night will bow down to it". I turned the page to read more but the book started to disappear from my hand. My vision went black and I posted back into my room with a pang of pain in my head I placed my hand on my head and my eyes opened wide. What does that mean? I thought. I opened the notes from my phone and type exactly what I read in the book. Children of night what does th