Live By Night Book Novels & Stories

"F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e. S a m e. I... w o n d e r... i f... y o u r... l i f e... i s... p a t h e t i c... o r... y o u... l i k e... l i v i n g... i n... m i s e r y." He clicked his tongue and the book disappeared from his hand. He put his chin on the back on his hand and stared at her who was standing silently. "Why are you with him? Can't you see these red flags."

In daylight, the river flared beyond the tall windows; at night it became a strip of black glass. Nico sat in a worn club chair by the window, tie loose, jacket abandoned on the armrest, shirt sleeves rolled over the black curls of ink that climbed his forearms. He’d pulled one of his father’s books down, half out of habit—a volume of Livy in Italian no one in the family had read with a mouth that wasn’t lying—but it lay open and ignored on the low table, the lines of history as useless to the room as prayer.

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.

I was tired too, but I didn’t feel safe lying in the same bed with him. What if this night was my last? Ariana and Olivia must also have believed they would wake the next morning to continue their duties, yet they never did. That thought brought me back to the large book hidden beneath the bed. It told their stories. With Cassius asleep, perhaps I could steal a few pages before he woke. I hesitated, then decided this was my best chance. I couldn’t grab the book and run to my room; he’d catch me before I reached the door. Being caught with one of his books would be far worse.

“Live well.” “You’re not dying. You’re not…” Nox didn’t have any forces left to keep listening, and he closed her eyes. Her voice faded in nothingless… and he could rest.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

I didn't even want to imagine what would happen if I came face to face with a beast like a vampire. After calming down, I went into the bathroom for a moment to rinse and dry my feet, which got a bit dirty during my night walk in the woods, then I closed the window, covering it with a curtain, and soon after went to bed, falling into a blissful sleep. ~~~~~~~~~

Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive. Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do? This isn’t a love story. It’s a death story. Find out more here Check out the Trailer Breach Book 1 His body was sin, his cock was sin, and I was a sinner. To keep myself safe I hide in the world and let life move around me. My new partner, Nathan, isn’t safe. Far from it. The darkness coils around him, hidden by a shield created by a blinding smile. But those who live in shadows see past the façade we create.

The darkness of the night embraced them once more, as if it were a part of their world, a world where bloodshed and violence were a means to an end. In the underworld, where power and control reigned supreme, Abaddon and his trusted allies navigated the treacherous waters with a cold and calculated determination. They knew that their actions had consequences, but they also understood that in this world, weakness was not an option. As they disappeared into the night, their shadows blending with the darkness, they knew that their work was far from over. The world of organized crime was a never-ending battle for power and dominance, and they were willing to do whatever it took to stay on top.

Alexandro inquired, taking a sip from the glass of whiskey in front of him. "We're here to meet Livia, or whatever Stacey said her name was," Alejandro replied, exhaling a plume of smoke from his mouth. "And who's this Livia?" Alexandro asked, his curiosity piqued. "Stacey mentioned that Livia has secret information about Salvador, and Livia wants to trade that information to us for ten million dollars," Alejandro explained. "Well, where the heck is this Livia?" Alexandro asked with a tone of frustration. "I'm here," a feminine voice declared from behind them. The twins turned their heads to see a woman dressed entirely in black. She wore a sleek black leather jacket, black trousers, black b