It's Not Night Novels & Stories

“Your thing is small. Right?” Your thing is small, right? …thing is small, right? …is small, right? …small, right? ..right? Adira’s question echoed in the clear and quiet night. It was a starry night sky with a cold wind gushing from the west. Reports told nothing about the possible eruption of any volcanoes in the whole world.

Making a ruckus will only cause attention from maybe neighbouring packs to be drawn here, that isn't what any colony wants. "We don't open the gates at night. Worst it's a full moon. " "There's a bloody child out here!" I shriek. "At least take her if not both of us! " "Go away! " Growls echo, before the sound of bone chilling hounding. That wasn't good.

The night felt heavier around us as that truth settled in. “Korran is not waiting for sunset,” I said. “He is coming at midnight.”

After washing the dishes, Amy came out to see this scene and thought Night was playing games, so she advised, “Night, don’t play games for too long; it’s not good for your eyes.” “I know, Mommy.” Night nodded. However, he was not playing games; he was actually chatting with Steven. Just then, his phone buzzed with a reply from Steven. [I’m here. What’s up, Night?] Night rapidly typed a message as a sly glint crossed his bright eyes. [Nothing much. I’m just wondering if you could come over to our house more often these days?] Soon after, Steven responded with a question mark. He was seemingly puzzled by Night’s initial message.

"You, you, you... Justin! It's already late in the morning. What are you doing with Anne at this hour? How could I have disturbed her sleep?" Justin was surprised. "What do you mean what am I doing with her? What can you do in the middle of the night? Of course, we're sleeping! It may be daytime where you are, please have some consideration for us. Here, the moon and the stars are hanging bright in the sky!"

The three stood there, motionless, too scared to move without one of the others going first. “Forget sleeping,” Dylan finally said, his voice rising. “I’m not letting my guard down. I don’t even wanna be here.” “Keep it down,” Ben chuckled. “You’re gonna wake the neighbors.” He pointed at the rows of crumbling headstones just yards away. Dylan cursed under his breath, earning a glare from both Ben and Mark. “Just shut up,” Mark said. “We’ll make it through the night. Then we’re out first thing in the morning.”

It’ѕ ѕtіll еаrlу. There are a fеw реорlе аt the bar, аnd a fеw grоuрѕ in the bооthѕ, but nо оnе dаnсіng уеt. Thе muѕіс is mеllоw tоnіght, and the lіghtіng іѕ different frоm іt wаѕ the other night.

It’ѕ ѕtіll еаrlу. There are a fеw реорlе аt the bar, аnd a fеw grоuрѕ in the bооthѕ, but nо оnе dаnсіng уеt. Thе muѕіс is mеllоw tоnіght, and the lіghtіng іѕ different frоm іt wаѕ the other night.

I let out a giggle and spent the rest of the afternoon wishing the day away at the office. I got home around 6pm, I pour myself a glass of wine to calm my nerves and start to get ready for my date with Blake, I'm so nervous my hands are shaking trying to do my eye-liner, suddenly my phone let's out a beep, it's a text from Blake! "Wear red, it will look great on you".

Since tonight was so quiet, as if there was a kind of storm that is about to come. And yes… that this isn’t just a speculation… for this night won’t be like any others.