Live By Night Novels & Stories

And there it was. The footage was chaotic, shot on a shaky phone by someone running. It was nighttime. There were flames, huge ones. A beautiful, massive house—a mansion, really—was being eaten alive by a roaring inferno. Orange and yellow fire lit up the whole dark sky. The words at the bottom of the screen screamed in big white letters: DEADLY GANG VIOLENCE ROCKS CITY – TEN DEAD IN WEST SIDE TRAGEDY.

Just this one night for me to live my life as it had been before. Just this one night for me to forget about everything that happened between these past few years and live like nothing matters anymore. Not that anything does anyways. Just this one night for me to get out of my shell, shielding me away from the world and have fun. Just one night for me to forget about the pain that I carry in my chest and the scars that have to remain permanently scarred to the depth of my soul. Just this one night. And after this night, I'm gonna return to my shell. Returning to being the quiet and the ever so miserable Dawn.

I still couldn't believe it when I found out I had a one-night stand with my boss, of all people. I blame the booze I drank that night; if I hadn't been intoxicated that night, I wouldn't have made the mistake of sleeping with a stranger and losing my virginity, but it's too late to repent now, so I vowed never to drink again. Aside from drinking, I blame Brix for everything; if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have gotten wasted and slept with a random stranger. Normally, it takes me more than an hour to get home, but because of how fast I drive, it only took me 40 minutes instead.

He asked calmly. Lord Night was one of the ruthless Dons in El Salvador, controlling seven dangerous gangs. Lord Night was bad news and hardly attended any meetings or socialized with other Lords. He loved drugs and abused women in the name of fun. He was never in Casper’s good or bad books because their paths never crossed.

I didn't turn off the light this time for fear of having another sex session in my dreams. Chris caused this. I made a mental note to dismiss the marriage agreement, I'm not interested anymore, and Chris can go to hell. I'm going to start work tomorrow and move on with life. I slept off, snoring. LUCAS POV I haven't been at rest since I left Pablo's bar that morning. I had gone there the day before at dusk to relax my nerves, I had been stressed out. I had gone alone to take a few bottles of whisky and feel the liveliness of the club.

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

Seeing her smile, Natalie was reminded of the unsightly scenes from half a month ago. She didn't even want to spare her a glance. Natalie turned to Sienna and asked, "Sienna, what's the job?" "Natalie, you haven't walked on the runway for a long time, right? Tonight, All Night Manor has a night show. Get ready," Sienna said with a friendly smile. "Sienna, All Night Manor is a nightclub!" Natalie exclaimed in shock. They wanted her to do a show there?! All Night Manor was a famous nightclub in Novarisia, a luxurious venue with high-end clientele. It was a favorite gathering place for the wealthy and decadent youth of Paykston, and a place filled with countless shady dealings.

Friday, the 13th of May. 12:22 am Night time was always fun because it was as mysterious as it was thrilling, you just never could tell what night pop out of the corner but tonight, he knew what would be popping out of the corner; he was, bringing with him yet another victim, another body for the police to find, only that this time, she was still alive so he could not yet refer to her as a body. He chuckled as he drove quietly and slowly crawling the car along the road. He needed to do this as quietly as he possibly could, he had enough time on his hands to do this and he knew.

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

Hoping to find a cure for the most troubled patients, he conducted unethical experiments — lobotomies, electroshock therapies, and other methods that blurred the lines between life and death. His experiments, combined with the dark forces of the woods, opened a rift between the living and the dead. One fateful night, during a violent storm, a group of patients — mostly the ones thought to be “too far gone” — attempted an escape. As they made their way toward the woods, something snapped, something ancient and unknowable. The forest shifted and changed, the trees themselves reaching out to claim them.