Lord Of Eternal Night Novels & Stories

"What kind of ritual did you perform? Why were you so angry when I fell down that vent?" A pause came before Leon spoke. Tightness showed along his jawline, then faded. The soft look in his eyes shifted, growing heavy, shadowed. Food remained untouched on his dish now. Elbows settled onto thighs as he hunched forward slightly. Firelight caught his face while thoughts pulled him back - into that night, through its echoes dancing in the blaze. "It was a Blood Ethernal Ritual," he said finally, his voice low and heavy with history. "An ancient, nearly extinct ritual, a purification ritual for the essence of the most powerfull alpha."

Div 1: Vanguard Div 2: The Recon Div 3: The Enforcers Div 4: The Medics Div 5: The Shadows Div 6: The Artisans Div 7: The Sentinels Div 8: The Scholars Div 9: The Judicators Div 10: The Warden Each had their own area of what they deal in, and they have a hierarchy, from 1 to 10; the higher the number, the more power they have over the people. The rain stopped. A dark fog falls over the city like a blanket, thick, warm and damp. Roy, still slightly soaked from the earlier storm, stands motionless beneath the stars. He closes his eyes.’ NIGHT - ROOFTOP FWSSHH The same breath escapes Roy’s lips, but now the backdrop has changed: he’s crouched on the edge of a crumbling tower, and a long, dark b

Golden light streamed from no visible source and Prince Ron wondered where it came from since they were deep underground. He quickly forgot about that though when he set his eyes on the god they had been looking for. Lord Eron was peacefully sleeping on a bed made of vines and flowers. His form was draped in flowing green and brown robes. His long wheat-colored hair spilled freely across the mossy pillow beneath his head and his face was just the way it had been many centuries ago. Unlike Nemyra who had all her worshippers taken away from her.

Zane proposed. “For that, we need to go deeper into the core of the Eternal Night Forest to find a way to do so,” I said. “Yeah… It’s not going to be that easy, but we can at least try,” Zane said thoughtfully. As a matter of fact, the Eternal Night Forest was like a Labyrinth. Everything was tangled and filled with darkness. Whoever stepped in could somehow get out, but still, the effect of the dark force hitting the person could leave its mark on them.

Idrissa smiled and nodded, “I take it you took so long to know if you can see why I summoned you?” “You are a smart man, the reason you have been the python king for over a thousand years. So tell me dear king, what do you want from me?” “I take it you didn’t see a vision then,” he chuckled, however, his face soon turned serious. “Did you hear the news?” “What news?” “That a nightwalker now possesses the eternal fire.” “Oh, that,” Hepzibah shrugged. “You don’t seem surprised.” “Yes I’m not.”

Addressing the assembly with a voice that resonated authority, she acknowledged the unsettling truth revealed by the oracle. "The prophecy speaks of a love that defies our very essence—a union that threatens to unravel the centuries-old tapestry of our existence. We, the immortal children of the night, stand at the precipice of an unprecedented challenge. It is our duty to maintain order, to uphold the sanctity of our kind."

The only issue with Midnight is that he hates alcohol. The last one is Rage, the one I fear the most. He rarely takes over, but when he does, it takes a long time for me to overcome him. His strong will is hard to overcome. Rage is proud, arrogant, and strong. He's a Lycan, even more powerful than Alpha. I wish Rage had taken over when I was with that lady; she wouldn't have taken advantage of me because Rage is a hard shell to crack. He doesn't give people, especially women, attention. He's focused and hard to overpower. I like Rage, but I find it hard to control myself once he takes over.

The vampire elders demanded allegiance. The witches whispered of neutrality. The werewolves prepared for war. Aria stood before them, her mark glowing, her voice steady. “I carry the Eternal Flame,” she said. “I carry life,” she added, her hand resting on her stomach. “I will not kneel.” — Kaelion stood beside her. Lucien and Sera flanked Luna. The seers bowed. The Grove pulsed. And the crown vanished. — That night, Aria couldn’t sleep. She lay beside Kaelion, her hand on her stomach, her mind racing.